Pamper your waist

Chapter 82 I don’t even feel annoyed
But she had just taken two steps when Lin Xuchen suddenly stopped her from behind.

"Anyan."

He looked at her, as if he was hesitant to speak.

Lin Xuchen hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"I heard before that Yan Chen seems to attach great importance to the project in your hands, so he often goes there in person."

"You must have had frequent contact with him recently, right?"

Hearing Sheng Yanchen's name, Anyan instinctively felt guilty.

"Yes...he does come here often recently..."

"Xuchen, why did you suddenly mention this? Could it be...do you think there's something wrong?"

An Yan thought of what happened at the food stall just now.

Although she didn't pay much attention to her, Sheng Yanchen's behavior was obviously wrong, and he kept targeting her in a strange way.

Lin Xuchen is also a very smart person, and he knows Sheng Yanchen relatively well. It is inevitable that she will pick up some clues and discover some things that should not be discovered.

Lin Xuchen became unusually serious. He thought about it and reminded him as tactfully as possible.

"Yanchen... his identity is quite special. There are many conflicts and entanglements between him and Sheng Chuhong, and between him and the Sheng family that are difficult to reconcile."

"The water here is too deep, the outcome is difficult to determine, and blessings and disasters are unpredictable."

"You have to protect yourself, don't get involved, live your life with your daughter, and don't worry about anything else."

A person's kindness always makes people feel warm.

She and Lin Xuchen were neither relatives nor friends, and it was actually very rare that he was willing to talk about it, especially since he and Sheng Yanchen were still good friends in private.

An Yan did not reject his kindness and nodded obediently.

"Xuchen, thank you for your advice. Don't worry, I will be more careful and act cautiously."

Lin Xuchen nodded and said nothing more.

He watched her walk into the elevator, watched her get on the elevator, and then turned and left.

An Yan took the elevator and returned all the way to her home floor.

This hectic day is finally over, and I can finally have some peace and quiet.

Anyan closed her eyes and relaxed herself.

The elevator dinged again, signaling her arrival.

An Yan opened her eyes and walked out.

Originally, she thought she could have a good rest after arriving home.

But the moment she turned the key and opened the door, the string that had just been relaxed suddenly tightened again.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw a familiar figure sitting on the sofa in her living room.

There was also a soft and glutinous little dumpling in his arms.

At this moment, the man was teasing the little dumpling in his arms with his eyes lowered and a smile on his face.

After hearing the movement, the man raised his eyes and looked towards her.

Immediately, he curled his lips, looking like he was smiling but not smiling, and his eyes fell on An Yan coolly.

An Yan was stunned for a moment. After she came to her senses, she suppressed the anxiety in her heart, took off her shoes and walked over.

She walked to the sofa and was about to speak to chase people away when she saw Aunt Song coming out of the bathroom and said cheerfully.

"Second Young Master, the water has been put away. You can take your daughter there."

After she finished speaking, she noticed that An Yan was also there.

Aunt Song quickly wiped her hands and walked towards her. While taking the things in her hand, she asked questions with concern.

"Miss An, why did you come back early?"

"Have you eaten? You take a rest for a while, and I'll get you something to eat later." After finishing speaking, she patted herself gently and added.

"Look at me, I was so happy that I almost forgot about the real thing."

"Miss An, since you are back, why don't you greet the second young master? I will take my daughter to take a bath first, and the water will be cold by the time."

After Aunt Song finished speaking, she moved a few steps towards her, leaned over and added in a low voice.

"This second young master said he came to visit my daughter. He bought a lot of food and toys for the child. He just said he would help give her a bath. He is really a nice person."

"Hey, these are both young masters from the Sheng family, why are they so different?"

"Even though I'm so old, I haven't seen the young master care so much about her before."

Perhaps because she was afraid that An Yan would be sad, Aunt Song stopped talking in time and didn't say anything more.

But obviously, in comparison, she was even more dissatisfied with the eldest young master of the Sheng family.

An Yan raised her eyes again and looked at the person whom Aunt Song rated as "a nice person", without commenting.

Nannan is usually very accommodating and won't let strangers hold her easily.

But at this moment, she was obediently nestled in the man's arms, small and soft, blinking at him with her big eyes.

This picture looks particularly warm and harmonious.

An Yan didn't want to be in the same room with him, so she rolled up her sleeves and planned to find a reasonable excuse to avoid him.

"I'd better take my daughter to take a shower."

"Aunt Song, there is food in that bag. It was specially packed for you. It should be hot. Go and have a taste."

As she spoke, she seemed to have thought of something and said deliberately.

"Aunt Song, it's raining outside today. It's not safe for you to go back so late. Otherwise, don't leave today and stay here for the night."

Her intentions could not have been more obvious.

She was not keeping Aunt Song here, she was clearly trying to chase away the person on the sofa.

But she still underestimated Sheng Yanchen's thick skin.

Aunt Song hadn't spoken yet, but he took the lead and spoke unhurriedly.

"It doesn't matter, I drove here. If Aunt Song wants to go back, I can send her off later."

An Yan glared at him angrily, wishing she could just throw him out.

But Sheng Yanchen seemed not to notice, just lowering his head and playing with his daughter's little hands, having a great time.

Even he himself didn't notice that the smile at the corners of his eyes and brows turned soft unconsciously at this moment.

He originally thought that children must be troublesome, but he didn't expect that this little guy was so fun.

Those little hands were soft and chubby. If he stretched out a finger, she would hold it tightly and wink and pout from time to time. That cute look melted her heart.

As soon as he hugged her, he was a little reluctant to let go.

Nannan seemed to be very curious about him, waving her little hands to scratch here and there.

Now I was tugging on his clothes, and now I was tickling his nose. It was a great time.

An Yan found it quite incredible.

He's not angry or annoyed?
He was usually so mean to others, but when it came to children, he had a good temper.

Aunt Song knew that she must be tired from traveling for the past two days, so even if An Yan asked her to rest, she took the initiative to pick up her daughter.

"It's better for me to wash my daughter. When she's finished, I'll go directly to take her to bed."

"Miss An, you have just come back. Take a good rest first and leave the child's affairs to me."

After saying that, Aunt Song picked up her daughter from Sheng Yanchen's arms and went directly to the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)