Transmigrated as Fat young missy

Did she really think that Qin Yan would be upset hearing this? She didn’t feel a thing. Because to her family background meant nothing. She herself was capable enough to take care of a family.

"So what?" Qin Yan looked at the indignant and jealous Nie Mianmian. Her lips curled up slowly as she calmly said, "Even if what Miss Nie says is true, that Ah Ting and I will break up in the future... at least I got to have him."

"I got to enjoy his care and love, to have a wonderful relationship with him. When I think about it in the future, I’ll remember it as a good memory. There’s nothing to regret."

"In any case, I’m much luckier than Miss Nie. You’ve been by his side for so long, and you were once his only female friend. In that sense, Miss Nie, you also have your uniqueness."

"But the person he chose eventually isn’t you. Oh, wait. He never chose you. To him, you’re just an old friend. He told me before that he treats you as a younger sister."

"So, even if I didn’t marry him, you wouldn’t have been the one. I really don’t know what Miss Nie is feeling indignant about."

Qin Yan walked around Nie Mianmian as she watched her expression become awful. She walked towards Xi Ting’s desk and pulled his leather chair out. Under the shocked and angry eyes of Nie Mianmian, she took a seat.

The black leather chair was extremely soft and comfy. Qin Yan felt that this really was the real deal. It was so comfortable.

Nie Mianmian looked as if she was witnessing something utterly incredible. Her eyes were wide and angry, "Miss Qin, Ah Ting hates it when people use his things without asking for permission."

"How could you..."

"Oh," Qin Yan smiled and, before waiting for her to finish her sentence, picked up Xi Ting’s mug and took a sip from it.