I really don't want to be red

Chapter 1780 Birthday Present
Seeing An Ran leave as if no one else was around.

Ryuji Yamazaki muttered, "Isn't he the third one? What's there to be proud of?"

Lucas sneered, "What's your number?"

"I……"

Yamazaki Ryuuji was speechless, opened his mouth twice, but was speechless.

Regardless of the ranking or the sales volume, people have left him a few streets away.

He is really not qualified to say this.

Even Kerry looked ugly.

An Ran arrived at the door, and the three handed over the invitation letter.

was invited in.

The battery car led the three of them across the lawn to the villa.

On the very delicately manicured lawn, there is a buffet party going on at this time.

People coming and going, in suits and leather shoes.

All smiling and chatting together.

There are also many children running around and laughing happily.

Eleven was chatting with someone.

Did he look at his granddaughter?

Fanny is wearing a blue and white short-sleeved princess dress today, with a headband on her head, although her hair is golden.

But with such a dress, she is similar to Snow White.

Plus she has very fair skin, which makes her look even more like Snow White.

It can be seen how much this little girl likes Snow White.

Eleven was chatting with someone, and the housekeeper who brought An Ran in went over and said a few words to Eleven.

Eleven was taken aback for a moment, and looked this way.

When she saw An Ran, she nodded slightly at him and smiled.

An Ran also smiled back.

Soon, Mr. Eleven said a few words to a few people, and walked towards An Ran.

Walking up to An Ran, Eleven stretched out his hand, "I really didn't expect Mr. An Ran to be so talented. He even wrote wonderful fairy tales. The story of "Cinderella" is very good, and Fanny likes it very much."

He knew about An Ran, and he was very concerned about it.

After all, he is the younger generation, the richest man, and he has many legendary experiences. Can he not be noticed?
It is the two people around An Ran.

Chu Xiaoxiao knew that the strong woman who dominated Wall Street back then returned to China.

After returning, he became An Ran's right-hand man.

He did not know Fei Liwen.

The housekeeper said that these three are the top three authors of the essay.

Eleven didn't believe it.

Because he knew at a glance that in all likelihood, these three stories were written by An Ran, but they were just submitted with different identities.

Otherwise, three people who are very close to each other will suddenly write three different stories, and all of them will win awards.

That's amazing.

An Ran stretched out her hand and shook it with him, saying neither humble nor overbearing: "Mr. Eleven is too proud, as long as he can make the children happy, it is better than anything else."

Eleven smiled.

Nodding, he picked up a glass of champagne from the plate of the waiter passing by, and handed it to An Ran.

An Ran took it.

Chu Xiaoxiao and Fei Liwen also took a glass each.

Eleven raised his glass, smiled meaningfully, then lightly clinked the glass with An Ran, and said, "Mr. An Ran is extremely talented, and the stories he writes are brilliant, so he deserves to be number one."

When An Ran heard it, she understood.

I feel like a mirror in my heart, and I wrote all three stories by myself, but I don't know why, and I didn't say it clearly.

Since you don't point it out, then I won't say it.

"Mr. Eleven, these are just jokes."

Eleven shook his head, "Just kidding? What you are kidding about is destined to change the history of fairy tales in Xizhou. You are so humble."

Just as she was talking, Fanny suddenly ran over and hugged Eleven's leg, "Grandpa."

Eleven hugged her up, "Fanny, haven't you always wanted to know what the author of "Snow White" is like? Look! This uncle is the author of "Snow White."

Fanny blinked and looked at An Ran for a long time before showing an angelic smile.

"Uncle, you are awesome."

An Ran looked at Fanny's almost transparent face, "If Fanny likes it, I still have a lot of fairy tales here. If you want, I will tell you."

"really?"

Fanny bit her finger, her eyes were full of light.

Eleven smiled and took a picture of his granddaughter, "Hey, little guy, if you want to hear it, Uncle Ann and I have something to talk about another time."

Fanny was very obedient, she got down from Eleven, came over and tugged at the corner of An Ran's clothes, and stretched out a little finger, "The hook..."

An Ran squatted down and hooked up with her.

The little girl was very happy, "The pull hook is not allowed to be changed!"

An Ran nodded, "Of course."

After finishing speaking, the little girl happily went to play.

Eleven looked at his granddaughter with doting eyes.

"She doesn't have much time."

Speaking of this, Eleven seems to have aged all over.

He didn't say anything about the disease, but the disease he can't help, I'm afraid the whole world can't help it.

An Ran sighed, not knowing what to say.

"So, I will give her the most happiness in the last days. She hasn't grown up yet, and she doesn't know what joys and sorrows are. Maybe it's best to leave with ignorance."

Chu Xiaoxiao next to her took out an exquisite box from her bag, "Mr. Eleven, maybe... it's a superstition, but in Xiazhou, it's also a good meaning."

She put the box in Eleven's hands.

Eleven opened it, and inside was a lock made of gold.

Not big, but it looks exquisite, classic and finely crafted, very artistic.

Chu Xiaoxiao said: "This is called a longevity lock. In our Xiazhou culture, it means longevity..."

Things are certainly not precious to people like Eleven.

But the moral is good.

Eleven was very happy, "Thank you Ms. Chu, I believe Fanny will like this gift very much."

Chu Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, "It's just a little care."

Eleven took the longevity lock and watched it repeatedly before putting it in the box.

But at this time, an inappropriate voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"My God, this lady, you actually gave Miss Fanny such a tacky thing, what on earth are you thinking?"

It was that nasty voice again.

Yamazaki Ryuji is this guy again.

Eleven put the box away, his face sank, but he didn't attack.

For him, this gift couldn't be more appropriate.

Even if it is a superstition, it also represents a good moral. Would he be happy if Yamazaki Ryuji said it was not worth mentioning?
Yamazaki Ryuji was behind him, and he didn't see Eleven's face.

"With all due respect, Mr. Eleven, these people are obviously careless and just perfunctory. I'm just a straight-talking person, please forgive me."

Ryuji Yamazaki said triumphantly, "Why don't you see my gift, Mr. Eleven?"

Eleven looked calm, "Mr. Long Er, what gift did you send?"

"My gift, when I came in, was already handed over to the steward."

Eleven nodded, took out the phone...

(End of this chapter)