Chapter 431: Chapter 431: Likes Men

So, once that was brought up, Jin Juan really wanted to have a daughter. And she no longer felt any psychological burden about it.

However, things don’t always go as wished,

Before, she was afraid of having a daughter and wanted a son, but now she wanted a daughter like Qin Xiangnuan, a little girl. In the end, when she actually got pregnant and was eagerly waiting, buying piles of little dresses, what she gave birth to was a boy.

Qin Xiangyang couldn’t be more pitiful. He faced his son with a gloomy expression every day, and this boy didn’t resemble his sister at all but looked exactly like him instead, with a broad face and big eyes. He was utterly disappointed. He hadn’t taken good care of his sister before, causing her lots of hardships, so he wanted a daughter like his sister to dote on her, to give her all the parental love his sister never enjoyed. But the result? It turned out to be a boy, a bald one.

He shook his head and sighed every day. Everyone else congratulated him for having a treasured son, he had his career, family, and now a son, but still, he gloomily faced each day, thinking he might never have a daughter in this lifetime. So, he kept venting his frustrations to Jian Zhiqing.

"Brother Jian, you must have a daughter in the future so I can be an uncle."

Jian Zhiqing rubbed his forehead, not knowing how many times he had heard this. Also, this is something Qin Xiangnuan should not find out about, otherwise, the girl might overthink it. Recently, she’s been preparing for graduation, and the competition nowadays is quite fierce. Many corporations are directly recruiting from schools. The domestic clothing industry is just starting, and naturally, they want students from prestigious universities like Jing University, but who knows what the girl is thinking.

It looks like he needs to find a chance to ask her.

Just then, in the evening, Qin Xiangnuan was lying on her desk working on her graduation project. She had always been busy, seemingly not less than during her senior high school days. Indeed, she hadn’t expected to be this busy, but everyone was bustling, and it seemed odd if she were the only idle one.

"How about it, have you thought about what you’ll do after graduation?"

Jian Zhiqing came over and sat opposite her, planning to enter a factory?

Qin Xiangnuan lifted her face, carelessly tossed the pens and such on the table, propped her chin on her hand, and started chewing on the pen again.

"I haven’t thought about it," she finally uttered after a long while.

Jian Zhiqing pulled the pen out of her hand, "Where did you pick up this bad habit? It’s full of germs."

Qin Xiangnuan nonchalantly took back her pen and put it in her mouth again, "Everyone says, even if it’s dirty, eating it doesn’t get you sick, so it won’t kill you."

Well, Jian Zhiqing had nothing more to say.

"Talk about it, what are your plans after graduation?"

Qin Xiangnuan removed the pen from her mouth, "I don’t plan on entering the factory. The domestic design industry isn’t mature enough, so even if I design some clothes, they might not necessarily use them. It’s hard to please everyone, and this tendency to follow set patterns is a common fault among people and factories alike. Right now, connecting with the international scene isn’t that easy either."

"So..." Jian Zhiqing wanted to know her thoughts, "You want to open your own?"

"Exactly," Qin Xiangnuan didn’t hide her thoughts, "I’m thinking about opening my own private studio, focusing on high-end readymade clothes." Of course, she didn’t doubt her skills. Attending high school was to fulfill her high school dream and attending university was to systematically understand the clothing industry. There wasn’t a need to enter the factory. In her previous life, she had been in the public sector for over twenty years. Although she hadn’t worked in other departments, she had seen enough. She might not have eaten pork, but she had seen pigs run. Back then, factories indeed operated strictly by the rules, making cheap clothes with designers copying others’ styles. There were good designs, but the factories wouldn’t use them. Thus, it really wasn’t easy for domestic designers. However, with the emergence of platforms like Taobao, many designers found their niche and followed their unique design styles.

She wanted to establish her own studio focusing on high-end clothes, the kind that might not get a single order for a month, but one order could sustain a year. And she was confident in her skills; her hands carried on the finest embroidery skills, which were too good for mass production in factories. But for couture, each piece was worth a hundred, even a thousand pieces.

Plus, over the years she had grown accustomed to living freely. If she joined a factory, she would have to abide by various strict rules, and as a person, she just wanted to live freely in this lifetime. She also had the capital now; the money she earned from the internet café in recent years could support her lifetime expenses. She planned to make more money in the next few years, invest more actively even if her clothing business might not be profitable. She had other means of earning a living, so she would not starve to death. Her previous life was mundane and impoverished, but this life would never be the same.

"That’s good," Jian Zhiqing also supported Qin Xiangnuan, "Then in the future, Brother Jian’s clothes will all depend on you."

Qin Xiangnuan sighed and tugged at Jian Zhiqing’s clothes. "Brother Jian, isn’t every piece of clothing on you made by me? Spring, summer, autumn, and winter, which season have you lacked your clothes?"

Jian Zhiqing laughed and ruffled Qin Xiangming’s head. For a moment, his smile seemed to infect something, and Qin Xiangnuan pulled his hand away.

"I’ve grown up, stop touching randomly, I’m not scallions or onion heads."

"Yes, you’ve grown up," Jian Zhiqing continued her thoughts, "you’re already 22, and Brother Jian is 27 now."

Qin Xiangnuan was stunned for a moment; sometimes she truly felt how ruthless the years were. It seemed like just a blink of an eye, and so many years had passed. Back then, she was young, and he was also young, but now she was twenty-two and Jian Zhiqing was unbelievably twenty-seven.

Twenty-seven years old, at this point, his family must be anxious about his late marriage.

"Isn’t Brother Jian going to marry?" Qin Xiangnuan genuinely wondered, as over the years, they had always been living together. She knew what kind of life Jian Zhiqing led, the people he was acquainted with, men or women, and how close those relationships were. She even found herself understanding them quite profoundly.

Could it be that Jian Zhiqing’s sexual orientation was different?

She eyed Jian Zhiqing strangely for a while.

Could it be that he preferred men rather than women? Cutting sleeves, glass, Long Yang, homosexuality.

"What are you thinking about?" Jian Zhiqing flicked Qin Xiangnuan’s forehead. "Go work on your graduation thesis properly, let’s talk about it after your university graduation."

Oh, she got it, Qin Xiangnuan nodded. But then, she felt confused about what she was nodding about, and moreover, what was there to talk about after graduation? Because Jian Zhiqing didn’t elaborate, she didn’t ask further and had almost completely forgotten about the matter in a short while. All her thoughts turned to her graduation project.

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