You Two Don't Look Like Uncle and Niece, but Lovers

The first reason being that he did not want her to enter the entertainment industry, and the second reason was that she liked Qin Mo.

Hearing her words, Bo Yan looked at her. His refined brows were furrowed, and he seemed a little sullen. In the end, he turned his gaze away and said coldly, "You can rest assured that no matter what I do, I will not do anything to hurt you. "

There was no need to drag her down to deal with Qin Mo.

An Ge'er's heart trembled. Pursing her lips, she looked down and did not say anything else.

"The entertainment industry is not for you. You should keep your mind on your studies," Bo Yan voiced out his plan.

"Little Uncle, thank you for worrying about me, but you don't have the final say about whether it is suitable for me." An Ge'er was also firm in her stance. As long as it was a path she chose for herself, she would not regret even if she ended up being riddled with scars.

Listening to their conversation, Qiqi felt like it was a battlefield without smoke. She did not even dare to breathe because of the tense atmosphere. Fortunately, the car arrived at their destination soon, and they got off. When she saw the luxurious villa before her eyes, Qiqi's eyes widened like saucers.

"This… An Ge'er lives here?"

Dong nodded. "Yeah."

Qiqi slapped her thigh. "Dang! Nowadays, even people who drive a Volkswagen can afford such a mansion! It's unbelievable!"

Dong suddenly glanced at her strangely and uttered, "Miss Xia, have you seen any Volkswagen with twelve cylinders?" Not to mention, this was a limited edition car.

Xia Qi was stunned. What?!

This car is not a Volkswagen?

Could it be that… Xia Qi moved closer and scrutinized the entire car in detail. She was astonished. Please, this is a Phaeton?!

Oh dear, she had always believed that Phaeton buyers must have too much money and nothing to spend on. To think that there was really someone like that in the world.

It's too… damn low-key.

Far away from the clamor of the media outside, An Ge'er returned to her room.

Thinking about the news articles in all major media and the criticisms and abuse on the Internet, she did not actually feel that much anger in her heart. Since young, she had been accustomed to smiling while currying favor with everyone in the family, in order to avoid being neglected. Hence, her mental strength was tougher than others.

She was just waiting. She could not count on Little Uncle. If she backed down because of this, it would be what he wanted. Thus, she was biding her time to see if things would take a turn for the better.

Xia Qi pounced on her and said with a threatening gesture, "Oh my God, you wench! Your little uncle is so handsome and rich. I can't believe you've been hiding this from me all these years!"

An Ge'er slapped her ferocious claws away. "To be honest, a few months ago, I also never imagined that I have such a rich little uncle."

Moreover, she had never asked.

"No, something's wrong. Come clean with me; where did this man suddenly come from? He's tall, handsome, elegant, and charming. No matter how I look at it, you two just don't seem like uncle and niece to me…" Xia Qi smirked and sighed a couple of times.

"Then what do we seem like?"

"Lovers." Raising her brows and blinking, she grinned mischievously.

An Ge'er's face suddenly flushed red. "What nonsense are you spouting!" She suddenly remembered something and hurriedly stood up, took a book from her desk, and handed it to Qiqi. "Hurry and leave together with your vulgar novel. As expected, you've watched too many Mary-Sue romance dramas."

"So, this is where you were!" Xia Qi's eyes lit up, but the next moment, she turned to look at An Ge'er. "Why are you blushing? I didn't say anything; could there really be something going on between you two…"

"Xia Qi!" An Ge'er gnashed her teeth.