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nChairman Fang had been emphasizing that the other party was very strong, someone that even he was afraid of. Qin Hai was also suspicious.

"Then who is this person?

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"The chairman of HD Group,

" Chairman Fang answered with a smile.

nQin Hai kept quiet.

nHD Group was an existence that no one dared to provoke in H City. Even he had to curry favor with them.

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"Look at this. I really have no other choice, right? I also want to give it to you. I'm just afraid that HD Group will take revenge on me, right?

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nQin Hai could not hear clearly what the chairman of the Fang Corporation said.

nHe hung up the phone with trembling hands.

nHe would fight for the other people to get that piece of land. However, that was HD Group. In H City, no one could offend the HD Group.

nHe was not willing to give up that piece of land. It was an important step for the further development of the Qin Group.

nQin Hai tossed and turned all night and did not sleep at all. He was in a bad mood.

nThe next morning, when he saw Qin Sheng, he vented all his anger on her.

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"Qin Sheng, you must separate from that man. A third-year high school student learning how to fall in love. What does it look like?

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nQin Hai could not find the reason to scold Qin Sheng. It was related to the phone call the principal had made to him.

nHe did not want to clarify the rumor that Qin Sheng was kept by an old man. On the contrary, he felt that even if Qin Sheng was not kept, there was no smoke without fire. Qin Sheng was not innocent.

nQin Churou was the one who said it. She had seen a man peel shrimp for Qin Sheng with her own eyes. How long had it been since Qin Sheng came back, and she was already flirting with a man?!

nQin Sheng was beautiful, so it was normal for people to target her. She was not raised by the Qin family, so it was normal for her to not be able to resist money.

nQin Hai had already determined that Qin Sheng had done something wrong.

nHearing this, Qin Sheng ate the last mouthful of bread. She stood up and glanced at Qin Hai lightly.

"You're sure that I did this?

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nQin Hai would not admit that he was wrong.

"If you didn't do it, how could such a rumor be spread?

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nQin Sheng's half-smiling gaze landed on Qin Churou. She laughed mockingly again.

"That's right. You never believed me.

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nAfter saying that, she picked up her school bag, and her back view did not show the slightest bit of nostalgia.

nShe did not want to stay in this home, and it was not her home either. She had never had a home before.

nQin Hai vented his anger, and his mood improved a little.

nSeeing Qin Sheng leave, he was no longer angry.

nHe sat on the chair and picked up a piece of bread. His attitude was completely different from how he treated Qin Sheng. He was very amiable.

"Rou'er, what are you going to draw?

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nNaturally, he was asking about the matter of participating in the H City's Youth Painting Competition.

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"I've already prepared the topic. Teacher will guide me,

" Qin Churou replied.

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"Just try your best.

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nQin Hai had already determined that one of the two spots in H City would be Qin Churou. Qin Churou was Master Qi's student. Master Qi was a person with an extremely high status in the field of drawing. Even the people from the H City's Painting Association had to be respectful towards him.

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"Okay.

" Qin Churou also thought that the spot was hers, but she was very modest.

"There are many painting experts in our city. I might not be able to participate.

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nQin Hai disagreed.

"Rou'er, you have the ability. You are Master Qi's student. You will definitely be able to do it.

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"Then, I will try my best.

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nQin Hai smiled.

nLin Shuya had just woken up. When she saw the father and daughter talking and laughing, she also smiled. Ever since Qin Sheng came back, the atmosphere at home had rarely been like this.

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"Rou'er, what are you two talking about behind my back?

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nQin Churou hurriedly hugged Lin Shuya's arm and said fawningly,

"Mom, aren't we talking about participating in the Youth Painting Competition?

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