Chapter 687: 843. The little pet he raised was 31

At first glance, he looked like a handsome and beautiful young man. He was lazy and couldn't hide any aggression. At most, he had a grumpy personality.

But now, all of that aggression was hidden under his calm appearance.

His light Brown eyes became even brighter. He grasped more knowledge and had more capital to establish himself in this world. Xia Ling helped Qi Yan regain his confidence and enterprise.

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Qi Family banquet.

A big family gathered together.

In the past, Qi Yan was the most impatient to attend these events. After eating, being filial to the old master, and receiving a red packet, he was the first to leave.

In the past, he felt that he did not like this crowded occasion.

But now, he had learned a lot of things. His originally empty heart seemed to have settled down.

He allowed his aunt and uncle to size him up. He was still lazy, but he was able to face things calmly. Something had long changed.

He smiled and accompanied Xia Ling. The old master wished Xia Ling a happy birthday. Then, he brought Xia Ling and a few children to set off fireworks outside the villa.

These fireworks were bought by Qi Yan in advance.

It was very interesting to set them off.

A few children stood at the side clapping their hands, fighting to have fun. They weren't like before, standing at the side like boys and girls, looking at Qi Yan timidly.

The sound of firecrackers rang out from the surroundings.

It was the new year after all. The weather was cold, but the new year's feeling still made the villa area much livelier than before.

They stayed for the New Year and watched the Spring Festival gala.

A large family was settled in the villa.

"Old man, that child, Qi Yan, seems to be different from before. Is it because of that little girl? " Qi Fang helped the old man back to his room.

In the Qi family, she was probably half the person in charge.

Her husband was a department-level cadre and was considered to be the most powerful existence in the Qi family.

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However, the Qi family was now run by mother Qi. The huge enterprise was also Qi Fang's husband's backing.

"It's different from before. This is a good thing. " The old master thought of Qi Yan and smiled.

How could he not know what kind of changes Qi Yan had under his nose?

He was full of poetic and scholarly spirit.

In the past, he didn't teach Qi Yan much because of Qi Yan's laziness. It was as if nothing in the world could catch his attention.

But now, with the company of Dangkang, he had grown into a calm and confident youth.

"Yes, it's a good thing. " Qi Fang slowly exhaled and revealed a smile.

However, Qi Yan was not provoked by anything. As an aunt, she was also happy to see Qi Yan, this piece of mud, being helped up to the wall.

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After the New Year, the third year of high school soon began.

Qi Yan's results steadily improved. In less than two mock exams, the halo of school bully on his head was already unstable.

At the mention of him, the teachers no longer had a headache. Instead, they carried some expectations and even gave him some privileges as a top student.

Qi Yan was not very happy.

He brought long Yu and Lin Qiang and beat up those scumbags in the school who still dared to look for people to collect protection fees.

After the matter was blown up, the teachers began to have a headache again.

Initially, they thought that Qi Yan was going to turn over a new leaf, but they did not expect him to still be worried.

For someone like Qi Yan who had good grades and a good family background, breaking the school rules was like Tofu falling into a pile of dust. They could not pat him, and they could not hit him.

The Halo of the school bully steadily fell on Qi Yan's head again.

He was very satisfied.

However, Xia Ling felt uncomfortable when she saw how cocky he was.

Just as she had guessed, at Qi Yan's current age, he did not know what true love was.

He had given her all his affection, but they were not separated from the school utopia.