The little sweetie of the black-bellied king

Chapter 392
An Ran frowned and looked at this woman, her heart skipped a beat, and a word popped out: Come prepared.

An Ran suddenly remembered that she heard what her second aunt and An Chengxing said during the Chinese New Year. She, a woman, knew what was going on with him, but she didn't care.

So he didn't care, so the second aunt brought someone to the door, just to give Feng Ling a reminder.

An Ran looked at Feng Ling and her heart ached, as if her breath was in her chest and she couldn't get it out.

The second aunt took a step back and let An Chengxing and Feng Ling be together, but she didn't say no to interfering in other things.

Ya Suhan smiled, and the corners of her already slender eyes stretched even longer, looking full of calculations.

"Well, hello." Feng Ling smiled gently, and poured two cups of tea for Mother He and Ya Suhan.

"Hi, I'm brother Cheng Xing's friend. My name is Ya Suhan. It's a coincidence that I've heard of you before I saw you." Ya Suhan said with a smile.

Mother He glanced at Feng Ling with dissatisfaction, and her expression became gentle again when she turned her head, "I wanted to introduce you when I entered the door, but this... I don't know how to introduce it."

She Mingchao insinuated that Feng Ling's identity was embarrassing.

An Ran moved her body and opened her mouth to speak, Feng Ling seemed to have sensed her movement, and secretly clapped her hands to signal that she was fine.

An Ran frowned tightly, pursed her lips, her face was very ugly.

Feng Ling didn't seem to understand the meaning of Mama He's words, and her attitude was still extraordinarily polite, "Auntie and Ms. Ya should stay here for dinner. It just so happens that I cooked the meal, and I'll just make one or two more dishes later."

"Forget it, we didn't come to look for you in the first place. Fortunately, we didn't stay longer when Cheng was not at home, so as not to lose our appetite in front of some people's faces, and we couldn't even eat." Mother He directly expressed her dissatisfaction in her heart.

An Ran couldn't take it anymore, this person clearly knew that An Chengxing was not here, so he brought someone to find Feng Ling. He was unhappy, and his words were extremely unpleasant, so she said sharply: "Second Aunt, as an elder, you have something to say, shouldn't you?" Say, you should know it in your heart!"

Mother He glared at An Ran.

An Ran stared back, she was taught to respect her elders since childhood, but Song Weiling never taught her to respect such elders.

When Ya Suhan heard An Ran calling Mother He, she could vaguely guess who she was, and she already had some measure in her heart when she spoke so bluntly, and said with a smile: "Nothing, I just wanted to see when I came here. Brother Cheng Xing, we won't bother you if Brother Cheng Xing is not here, and we have something to do in the afternoon, so we won't stay here for dinner."

When Mama He heard Ya Suhan's words, she looked away and her face softened a little, "Let's go."

Ya Suhan nodded, followed Mother He to stand up, and Feng Ling naturally also stood up to see her off.

Ya Suhan smiled and said to Feng Ling: "If we have time, let's have a good talk, Brother Feng Ling, don't refuse me when the time comes."

An Ran tugged Chu Danzhi's hand from behind, staring at Ya Suhan's smiling face, full of discomfort.

"Let's go, it's not fun to stay here." Mother He took Ya Suhan's hand affectionately, and when she was about to walk to the door, she suddenly turned her head and said to Feng Ling, "When Cheng Xing comes back, you can talk to him so that he can be happy." If you have more time, call Suhan, it would be nice for the two of you to go out and have fun."

When An Ran heard such words, the originally suppressed anger rushed straight to her forehead.

(End of this chapter)