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Chapter 142 Finding faults and repairing them (4)

Chapter 140 The third chapter of finding faults and repairing (4)

Situ Bo was highly respected and everyone present couldn't help but give him some face.

The singing and dancing that had stopped on the performance stage was now performed again with singing and dancing.

Everyone took their seats, and An Ran and Gong Yizhi returned to their seats.

Who knew that Deadwood Nandong actually followed An Ran's butt, pulled a chair and sat beside An Ran.

Now the people around have returned to the lively scene, but the topic of everyone's mouths has changed to the third young lady of the Yang family who was neglected before, but has become a woman loved by the elders.

This change is not insignificant.

Naturally, there are not a few sights cast in An Ran's direction frequently.

An Ran picked up the ivory and white bone chopsticks at hand, and ate with one of the chopsticks, as if chatting about homework, asked
"Why are you here? Aren't you accompanying the guests over there?"

Withered wood Nandong, the expression on his face is still a little unnatural, he moved his body uncomfortably

"You are also a guest, and it is my duty to take care of you."

An Ran didn't even look at it, she refused

"No, I can't eat if you sit here, go back quickly."

But Kumu Nanwen's whole face turned red. It was the first time he met someone who was so shameless.

Opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time before saying intermittently
"For what happened at noon today, I apologize to you. I seriously thought about what you said, I...I..."

I didn't say anything for a long time.

Hearing the movement of holding food, An Ran put down the chopsticks in her hand, and looked at my flushed face with clear eyes
"I know what you want to say. I didn't take that matter to heart at noon. You don't have to feel guilty. As long as you can listen to what I said, it's good. Instead of saying so much in front of me, why don't you do it for me? .”

After finishing speaking, Kumu Nandong's eyes lit up, and he pondered for a long time before standing up

"I understand what you mean, that's it, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he gave a slight salute.

An Ran raised her eyebrows, this kid is quite enlightened, he really regarded her as a savior in this battle.

wave your hand

"Go back quickly. It's your grandma's birthday. What does it look like sitting here?"

After Kumu Nandong left, Gongyizhi teased with a half-smile

"The teaching is good. It seems that the kick this afternoon has worked."

A smile appeared on An Ran's red lips.

At this time, the dough ball came out from under the table, with an expression of wanting more after eating, with a greasy mouth, it seemed that he had stolen a lot of good things.

An Ran lifted a small fat leg of the dough and hung upside down in the air
"Still eating? You're quite ashamed."

He gritted his teeth when he said it.

Fen Tuan is a very shrewd meat dumpling, stretching out two paws, begging for a hug from Gong Yizhi, those two little tears.

Gongyizhi and Fantuan really like the time spent together.

Hastily took it from An Ran's hand, said

"Your aunt and father are here, why don't you come and see me?"

An Ran rolled her eyes, she was trying to get the dough in Prince Yizhi's arms, and clapped her hands
"See you? It's better to avoid it. Look at my aunt's disgusted expression towards me. My father's face is ashen, as if I shouldn't exist in this world. If it really passes, maybe there will be trouble. What a moth."

Gongyizhi nodded, but said nothing.

The next time is the toast that is overwhelmed.

Of course, it's not An Ran, but Gong Yi Zhi.

Since the moment they entered the gate, many people were eager to make friends.

The Gongyi family, that family that is said to be as rich as an enemy.

It will only benefit and do no harm.

Now, seeing that Gongyizhi is free, he must not let it go.

In this way, the dough ball fell into An Ran's hands again.

An Ran pinched the flesh on the dough and said softly
"You can escape to the monk, but not to the temple. If you have the ability, don't come back."

Fan Tuan shivered in fright, and only now realized that he had to go home and sleep.

Especially when there is a villain in the family! ! !
An Ran was threatening the fan group here, and the old lady didn't know what Situ Ling was talking about, which made the old lady laugh from ear to ear.

It caused a table of people to roar with laughter.

An Ran looked over subconsciously.

Situ Ling seemed to sense An Ran's gaze. Looking back, if the gaze could discharge, you would definitely hear the crackling sound of two intertwined lightning bolts.

Suddenly, Situ Ling said to the old man
"Grandma, you know that Sister An Ran has prepared a talent, and she wants to show it to you."

The old man was a little surprised

"Oh? If others don't care, this little girl An Ran prepared it, then I want to see it."

An Ran's reputation of being useless and incompetent has spread throughout the entire imperial city, and now that she has made such a move, she is going to make An Ran lose face.

After thinking about it, Kumu Nandong knew the reason of this matter and wanted to go forward to defend An Ran.

It's just that at this moment, Yang Anmin suddenly stood up and agreed.

"Yeah, grandma, An Ran has been telling me about this all along, so she should be ready."

Once again, everyone's eyes were focused on An Ran.

An Ran stood up with a look of embarrassment on her face.

"Grandma, I prepared a piece of music for you to play, but if you only listen to the piece, you will find it boring, so I don't want it."

To the ears of caring people, these words seem to be an excuse for herself. How could Situ Ling follow her wishes? !
pouted, with a coquettish expression

"If you think it's boring, it's good to find someone to dance with. Sister An Ran has forgotten that Ling'er dances with Sister An Min very well."

An Ran's expression is even more so

"If the second sister dances with Ling'er, it's okay, but the music played by the piano I bring may have a certain power, and it's not good to hurt people..."

As soon as An Ran finished speaking, Yang Anmin became impatient

"Speaking of it, you're still afraid to play it. If you can really hurt me and Ling'er, it's your ability."

An Ran didn't speak, but focused her eyes on the old lady, as if she was waiting for her to make a decision.

The old lady was silent for a while, and said with a kind smile.

"Even if you have all discussed it, let my old lady take a look."

An Ran gave a salute, that is to say, the old lady had already spoken, and it would be bad to say any more.

Shi Shiran walked towards the performance stage. At this time, the dancing performers on the performance stage had already stepped down to make room.

Gongyizhi saw it too, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

He lightly sipped the wine in the glass, and didn't want to deal with the crowd anymore, but returned to his seat and picked up the dough.

Sit down and watch a play.

An Ran sat in a corner of the stage, and took out a guzheng in the space. The guzheng looked plain and simple.

(End of this chapter)