Jian Jin Novels & Stories

“Ah! Young master, Your back. Fatty Bao stood up and greeted Zhu Wushang who was walking toward him. “Why are you here? Fatty Bao.” Zhu Wushang asks in confusion, didn’t this guy named Jin only want to meet with him? Then why is Fatty Bao here? But Before Fatty Bao even answered, A man named Jin spoke. “You must be Lord Zhu who’s everyone talking about,” Jin said with a smile and cupped his fist bowing toward Zhu Wushang with respect. “It’s nice to meet you Mr.Jin” Zhu Wushang cupped his fist and greeted him in return.

He cleared his throat and said, "We just walked all the way here. Do you feel anything special about this street?" Jessie carefully put the pills into her pocket and looked up at Jinshen. When she saw Jinshen, she could not help but think of Jinshen, a 1.9m tall man, licking an ice cream milk tea on the street. The corner of Jessie's mouth twitched. Jessie could not help but quietly look away. "Mr Xia, what are you asking about?"

The man hung his head, smilingly asked, "Then you know, where are you wrong?" What exactly does he ...... Shen Xiu Jin mean? Jane Tong heart seven up and down up: "I should not not listen to the words of General Manager Shen ......" When uttering these words, she did not think about it, the bottom of her eyes that a trace of unwillingness to boredom, called the opposite side of the man, see clearly.

Jin was sitting on the terrace like any other night. Sipping the mother's milk coffee. Sitting across from his father who was busy assembling fishing rods. Several times greeting neighbors who passed by, whether men, women, even small children, almost one housing area there knew Jin because of his friendly personality, of course he was also handsome. Luckily, although not a wealthy family, Jin who still has a little Korean blood from his grandmother, has clean skin as white as milk. His face is also handsome with a tall body although thin but broad shoulders just like his father.

Jack said and produced a piece of jewelry from his wallet. Upon inspection, I realized it was a brooch. A very beautiful brooch with an intricate design in the shape of a butterfly. It was embedded with glimmering blue and emerald stones. It was so pretty and vintage, something that I'd see in a jewelry store and only dream of buying it one day when I became rich. "I want you to have this," Jack said. Certainly, he wouldn't go as far as to buy it for me, considering he was in a tight position himself.

William Leng spoke with steady and flat tone. 'Cristine! Cristine Jin'. Yes She was Cristine Jin now not Crista Jin. But she didn't dare to look up. if they recognized her, she'd straight off die!

After greetings, she said, "Mr. Qin, could you please introduce these treasures to my friends?" "The jade products of Daqin Jewelry are made from the best materials. They look exquisite, and what's more, they are more than decorations. Each of them has special use and everyone can pick the one suits him or herself the best." Qin Haodong said to a man standing next to Ouyang Shanshan and said, "You don't sleep well recently." This star was called Ma Jun, 30 years old. He was an out-and-out A-lister in Huaxia, and the dream of many girls and women.

The woman asks the tall, fair, young man by her side which is none other than her previous lover and murderer, Jinan Kim. “It’s a traditional hairpin of this nation, humans call it a binyeo.” Jin says. He is smiling at the younger woman with such cheer that Flynn had never seen before. So he can smile, too? At Least she knows that he’s not a sociopath, like her. Good for him. She deadpans at them and turns her back to walk away but Jinan manages to grab her by her arm. Making the gallon container fall and break. The water splashed and Flynn’s eyes immediately widened.

Zhang Shan glanced at Li Jinyuan, "I’m the boss here." Li Jinyuan glared at Chu Xun gloomily and said nothing. Zhang Shan smiled awkwardly, "Brother, you were lost, but where did you go?" "Have you heard of someone named Jiu You?" Chu Xun asked. As a result, Zhang Shan's face changed sharply. He made a silent gesture, then looked around, lowered his voice, and asked, "Brother, are you talking about Queen Jiu You?" Chu Xun nodded slightly.

As Gao Congming was talking, he choked up. "I'm Uncle Gao, your daddy's subordinate. Come, tell me your name." "I'm Ling Xiaojin. But Mommy says that I'm going to have to change my name to Yi Qianjin," the little girl said with a childish voice. 'Qian… Just like Little Young Master? As for Xiaojin… Jin… Could it be because of her relationship with Young Master Yi? That's why Ling Yiran named this child with the word ‘Jin’?'