The little sweetie of the black-bellied king

Chapter 1245 Businessman

Coke didn't struggle, and called out to An Ran.

An Ran looked at him, "You don't recognize me?"

Coke yelled again, and pushed his head into An Ran's arms, obviously recognizing it, as if saying, I know you, you used to help me shovel shit.

An Ran walked inside with Coke in her arms, and didn't pack her own suitcase anymore. She just put it at the door and sat on the sofa. Coke was still in her arms and acted like a baby. She glanced at it, took out her mobile phone and took a selfie with Coke, Then send it to Chu Danzhi.

Song Weiling didn't come back until around four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and An Ran fell asleep on the sofa, but was woken up by Coke.

"When I came back, I didn't pull the box in, but left it at the door." Song Weiling dragged the box in for An Ran, looked at it and sat up, with a dazed look on her face, as if she had just woken up. Asleep on the sofa? Not afraid of catching a cold."

"Mom." An Ran yelled, still confused, and didn't respond to Song Weiling's complaints about her the first time she saw her, as if she wasn't talking about herself.

Song Weiling lost her temper when she heard An Ran's childish mother, and helped her pull the box into the room, seeing that An Ran was still sitting there, "Go to bed and sleep for a while when you're sleepy."

An Ran shook her head.

"Why didn't you say something in advance when you came back?"

"A sudden decision."

Song Weiling looked at An Ran, sat down, and asked about An Ran's recent situation, thinking that she came back suddenly without saying a word because of something.

When An Ran came back, the happiest person should be her father, An Jingwei. An Jingwei brought An Ran a cake when he came back at night.

When An Ran came back, there was no difference between being at home and being there, either drawing design drawings, or helping the website compose music, and I didn't feel bored.

Waiting for Weiwei to sort it out, Zhi Xinxin also called her to go, and she also found a time to go there.

The club opened again, and when An Ran passed by, she looked around and thought it was so meaningful, and felt that the two of them were still doing well.

Weiwei really asked someone to buy milk for An Ran, poured a full glass of milk and put it in front of An Ran, and said with a smile: "How is it?"

"It's okay." An Ran sat down, "There are not many people during the day."

"You have to know that everyone who comes here is not short of this thing." Zhi Xinxin gestured for money with her hand, "If it's not a rich second generation or an official second generation, they don't have to work hard to find money."

An Ran glanced at Zhi Xinxin.

"What's my idea? Some things are rare and expensive. The more people feel that they can't get the rules, the more they feel high-grade. People have this mentality." She is proud, obviously she is very satisfied with opening this store for herself, the key is that the store has been in good shape for less than a year.

"What do you say in your house?" An Ran asked.

"How can I say it, I didn't ask them to spend a penny when I opened the store, and I didn't use his name, so what he said was useless." Zhi Xinxin nodded to the bar table and signaled to the bartender in the middle, "Where are you? What are you looking at, what did you ask you to adjust?"

The bartender wiped his glass and smiled, and glanced at An Ran, "Sister Xinxin, don't you want to introduce me? After the last time, many people have been asking Sister Weiwei who this is? Sister Weiwei doesn't even say anything, it's mysterious Very much."

(End of this chapter)