Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

78: Chapter 78 The old bull wants to eat the fresh grass 78: Chapter 78 The old bull wants to eat the fresh grass He had always been guided by Qin Jian, naturally standing out from the rest.

Jian Ying was a meticulous person with much higher emotional intelligence than Tian Niu.

Seeing the situation, he quietly tugged at Qin Jian’s sleeve and gave him a meaningful glance.

The two had worked together for many years, so Qin Jian immediately understood what Jian Ying was hinting at with his look.

“You guys continue chatting, I need to talk to Jian Ying for a moment,” Qin Jian said, then followed Jian Ying to a corner.

“Hey, you’re pretty slick, huh?

I didn’t see it coming that you’d be into younger women!” Jian Ying slapped Qin Jian’s shoulder, laughing, “An Hao is just a little girl, probably only seventeen or eighteen, right?”

Qin Jian frowned and glared at him fiercely, “What?

Do you have a problem with that?”

“How could I have any problem…” Before Jian Ying could finish, he suddenly froze, his eyes widening as he pointed at Qin Jian, “You can’t be serious…

I was wondering why this old iron tree wouldn’t blossom, turns out you fancy…”

“Old Jian, don’t make wild guesses!” Qin Jian coughed awkwardly twice.

Having his thoughts exposed, he felt his ears quietly turning red.

Jian Ying had an exceptionally keen eye, and he had seen it all along.

He chuckled twice and leaned close to Qin Jian’s ear, whispering, “Qin Jian, you’ve often said it yourself, ‘to explain is to cover up.’ You fancy her, you fancy her!

But hey, you really do have discerning eyes!

You’ve got to chase her!”

Jian Ying gave a thumbs up.

“Jian Ying, it seems you’re getting involved in a little bit too much, don’t you think?”

“I’m just looking out for you.” Jian Ying smiled, then pushed him a little, “If you’ve got a crush, go for it!

Let me tell you, if you’re too slow off the mark, this tender grass that’s so fresh you can squeeze water out of it might just get snatched away by someone else!”

“You don’t need to worry about it, just take care of your own spouse!”

“Alright, alright!” Jian Ying nodded with laugh, “I won’t interfere then, just a friendly reminder, Liang Manman is no ordinary person.

If you offend her, be careful of Director Zhang and the director’s wife coming after you for retribution!”

Qin Jian, expressionless, patted Jian Ying’s chest, “I’ll say it again, mind your own business!”

While Jian Ying and Qin Jian were quietly whispering to each other, Tian Niu was chatting enthusiastically with An Hao, repeatedly calling her sister-in-law.

It made An Hao incredibly awkward, and she tried to correct Tian Niu several times.

Song Yueqin, feeling left out, clenched her hands at her sides tightly, nearly biting her teeth to pieces.

She felt like a fool standing there, as if nobody cared to pay her any attention.

What’s more infuriating was, why should An Hao get Qin Jian’s attention?

He didn’t even spare her a glance, yet he could call out An Hao’s name correctly!

An Hao!

An Hao!

An Hao!!!

She was everywhere!

“An Hao, are you still chatting?

We all came out here to buy books, isn’t it holding everyone up if you keep on chatting endlessly!” Song Yueqin said with a stern face, tossing her a line, “I’m going to the bookstore to help the monitor and the rest, you better hurry over too!”

With that, she turned on her heel and walked away, seething.

An Hao knew Song Yueqin was upset; she was interested in Qin Jian and seeing him ignore her entirely must have been uncomfortable.

An Hao didn’t want to stoop to Song Yueqin’s level.

As long as she didn’t provoke her in this lifetime, she wouldn’t go out of her way to seek revenge.

What happened in the past life stayed there; this was a new life.

All she wanted was to live her own life well.

“Tian Niu, I’ve really enjoyed our chat.

I’m from the village and I need to get back quickly after buying the books,” An Hao politely said goodbye to Tian Niu.

“Sister-in-law, you’re too adorable.” Tian Niu genuinely liked girls like An Hao, unpretentious and straightforward, “You don’t come by often; wouldn’t you like to chat more with our Qin Jian?”