The wedding color is rippling: Gu Shao, you are enough

Chapter 1977

He was originally escorted back by those people and asked the brokerage company for debts. Now he has offended a lot of people. If he offends An Tianxiang again because of Yang Ning, everything will become more and more out of control.

After weighing the gains and losses, Cheng Hao silently tightened his eyes, no matter how unwilling he was to face Yang Yue, he had to bite the bullet, because now she and he are the only people on the same boat.

"Okay, you give me one thousand, and I'll go find her right away."

Faced with Cheng Hao's double demand for money, Yang Ning didn't say anything more, as long as Cheng Hao could get involved with Yang Yue, who was having troubles, she would have nothing to say no matter how much money she paid.

"No problem, I hope you are doing well."

Yang Ning raised the corners of his lips, took out a thousand from his wallet, and Cheng Hao snatched it before reaching him.

She snorted a few times mockingly, the contempt in her eyes was like soft needles, piercing Cheng Hao's pride intentionally or unintentionally, he avoided her eyes and didn't say much.

After all, whether he cares about it or not, he doesn't have the capital to argue with Yang Ning about her attitude towards him now.

The two left the alley in a hurry and stood on the side of the road trying to hail a taxi. Seeing that his clothes were shabby, Yang Ning knew that ordinary taxi drivers would not stop. She pursed her mouth and kindly hail a taxi for him , and sent away the embarrassed Cheng Hao with a comfortable expression.

Looking at the vehicle he left, Yang Ning felt as refreshed as if he had been bathed in the spring breeze. It seemed that Cheng Hao had a very difficult time in Las Vegas.

The clothes and glasses that disappeared from his body should have been pawned. When he returned to China this time, he was under surveillance. Maybe he came here to negotiate, or to teach Hao to be a man.

But these things are not for her to think about. Now that she has completely handed over this mess to Yang Yue's hands, she wants to see what kind of drama these two people can sing.

The next morning, before dawn, Yang Ning was awakened by a nightmare. Ever since she met Cheng Hao and came back, she seemed to have something stuck in her heart, quite uneasy.

She supported her forehead and wiped off the cold sweat. When she thought of An Tianxiang who appeared in the dream just now and said fiercely that she wanted her to die, her stiff body trembled uncontrollably.

It seems that there is no way to procrastinate the question that has been kept in his heart. This time, if he comes back, he must try it out.

For this reason, Yang Ning specifically called to ask when An Tianxiang would come back, but what he learned was this afternoon.

Unexpectedly, he would arrive so soon, Yang Ning hung up the phone, and hesitated again, but it was meaningless to keep procrastinating and thinking over and over again, Yang Ning sighed, and finally decided to wait until the afternoon and play by ear.

Time passed, and it soon came to the afternoon. In order to buffer her own purpose, Yang Ning specially asked Sister Wang to cook a meal, and waited for An Tianxiang to come back to eat and chat.

Sitting at the dining table, Yang Ning propped his elbows on the edge of the table, looking thoughtful.On the mobile phone placed aside, it is showing the passage of time minute by minute.

She was a little uneasy, and didn't want to guess all possible outcomes.

"Crack."

At this time, the closed door was suddenly opened, and Yang Ning looked back, just in time to see An Tianxiang walking in with a bag.

She stood up quickly, got up and walked quickly to the door.

"You're back." Greeted briefly, An Tianxiang glanced down at Yang Ning's obviously worried face, and the smell of food spread to the tip of his nose.

He handed the bag in his hand to Yang Ning naturally, wrapped it around her waist very smoothly, and put it in his arms.

"Aren't you busy today? I'm still cooking."

Yang Ning accompanied him to the dining table and sat down. He opened his mouth, but he didn't have the nerve to say that it was done by the part-time aunt.

She put her bag on the dining chair beside her, and the warmth of An Tianxiang's palm still remained on her waist, which made her feel restless.

"Well, I had a day off today, and I have nothing to do." Yang Ning was not in high spirits, and it seemed that he had something on his mind. Looking at the table of food, An Tianxiang probably understood what Yang Ning was thinking.

He folded his arms and leaned on the dining chair, took a sip of water, and his expression was filled with a look: "If you have anything to say, just talk about it. After you finish talking, you can eat these dishes and enjoy yourself."

An Tianxiang got straight to the point, but Yang Ning became more and more nervous, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that what she said was not a tearful accusation, there was no need to be so difficult to speak.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ning didn't hesitate anymore, she raised her eyes and looked at An Tianxiang in front of her, with a heavy light in her eyes: "Actually, I've always wanted to ask you, are you familiar with Cheng Hao? "

In the last life, it was Boss An who instigated Cheng Hao and Yang Yuelai to kill him. If the An Tianxiang in front of him had friendship with Cheng Hao, then there was at least a 90.00% possibility that An Tianxiang was him.

If this is the case, what should she do...

Yang Ning clenched his fists unconsciously, held his breath and stared at the silent man under the light, his eyes were slightly covered by his thin bangs, but from his expression, he didn't have any doubts.

Hearing Yang Ning's question, An Tianxiang raised his amber pupils, glanced at the person in front of him, and slightly pursed his lips thin and straight.

He thought about it calmly. The only time he could find this person was when Tian Hua was negotiating a contract with Yang Yue. He went to take a look and found Cheng Hao standing outside.

Why did Yang Ning come to ask him this third-rate star?

"People know, but they are not familiar with him. They only know that he is a third-tier star. I am not interested in this kind of bottom-level people in the entertainment industry."

An Tianxiang lifted his crimson lips, his plain face was expressionless, Yang Ning stared closely at his eyes, and slowly loosened his clenched fist.

His words were like a shot in the arm, and instantly relieved her a lot.

Although she doesn't think the current answer can represent the future, at least it can make her feel at ease now.

An Tianxiang saw all the changes in the expression on Yang Ning's face. His eyes were dim, and some emotions were undercurrent.

"Why do you suddenly ask such a question?"

Putting doubts in his heart, An Tianxiang was not such a person. He looked at the preoccupied Yang Ning in front of him, and asked bluntly, with a pale yellow light shining on his calm face.

Already ready to be asked back, Yang Ning's expression didn't look special. She picked up the bowl on the table and went to add a bowl of rice to An Tianxiang and herself.

In the silent atmosphere, Yang Ning's back was a little thin, An Tianxiang stared at her figure closely, his dark eyes were waiting for an answer.

(End of this chapter)