Sweetie, your vest is off again!

Chapter 392 An An's Room

This is the answer he least wants to face and wants to know.

If it is really like some TV dramas, from the beginning to the end, even to the point of death, in order to complete his latent mission, he also kills the person he loves the most, that kind of scene is something Cheng Minglang dare not imagine and face of.

He sat on the chair blankly for a long time, and suddenly, he remembered his poor sister.

A little girl who was only four years old was taken away by her mother to complete what she called a mission.

With tears in his eyes, Cheng Minglang looked at Lucy, "Dika is Wen Zichuan's daughter, right? In order to confuse right and wrong and hide the secret on An An, you asked her to switch identities with Dika, right? My poor little sister, since she was four years old, her life has been controlled by others, she is warm, right?"

Lucy knew about An An's life experience a long time ago, but she didn't expect Cheng Minglang to guess this step.

She wanted to hide it from him, because she knew how deep Cheng Minglang's feelings for An An were.

In order to find his younger sister, he has not contacted any girls so far, and even publicly reported in an interview that the girl he likes and cares most about in this world is his younger sister.

He swore that if he didn't find An An, he would never marry him.

If you let him know that Nuannuan is An'an, I don't know what radical behavior he will do.

If he gets exposed in front of Nuannuan, it may affect the whole plan.

Lucy didn't speak for a long time, Cheng Minglang chuckled, "You don't need to answer, I already know the answer."

He got up to leave.

"Xiao Lang." Lucy stretched out her hand to hold him, "Don't tell An An, I'm afraid she won't be able to accept it, can you wait a little longer? The deadline the princess gave me at that time was when the flowers bloom next year. will all come to the surface.

I don't want to make An An sad, she has suffered enough since she was a child, don't put her under too much pressure, okay? "

Cheng Minglang raised his head and secretly wiped away his tears.

Warmth, that little girl who was fostered in other people's homes since she was four years old and was abused by vicious women is her sister An An.

He was sold to traffickers at the age of eight, but fortunately he was rescued by Ye Mohan and raised at Ye's house.

In order not to return to the home that brought her nightmares, she actually pretended to be dumb for six years.

This kind of pain is not over yet, and he was forced to fall off the cliff, and his body was smashed to pieces.

Thinking of Wen Nuan's experience over the years, Cheng Minglang's tears flowed like two rivers.

The sister he loved the most since he was a child has endured so much pain at such a young age.

After finally finding someone I like, now I have to tell her that her mother was the murderer who indirectly killed her future mother-in-law.

Such an absurd life, I am afraid that no second person will have it, and there will be no second person who can bear it.

The vow he had made with his younger sister to protect her for the rest of his life was in vain.

Cheng Minglang hated himself, why didn't he listen to his grandfather, the first time he saw Wen Nuan, he called her An An.

He wanted to believe in the results of the investigation instead of the inexplicable sixth sense between his relatives.

He obviously put her and An An together from the first time he saw Nuan Nuan.

It's also those bullshit evidence, telling him that Nuannuan is Wen Zichuan's biological daughter.

Why didn't I do a family test when I doubted it? At least from then on, I could care about her silently and love her.

Cheng Minglang came out of the hospital and went directly to the decoration company. He wanted to rearrange An An's room and wait for her to go home.

He was in a decoration company, and while shopping, he sent messages to Nuannuan.

Ask her if these things look good, and which of these styles is your favorite.

Wen Nuan didn't care, thinking that Cheng Minglang had a girlfriend and wanted to surprise her, but he didn't know what girls like, so he came to ask her.

She replied one by one, and she was very serious. If she didn't like it, she said it directly without hesitation.

Just like that, after a long day of work, a bedroom in Cheng's family took on a completely new look.

From the former children's room to a girl's boudoir, the furnishings and layout of the room are all according to An An's childhood preferences.

Mr. Cheng had never seen his grandson so happy. He walked around the room and said with a smile, "Why did you go early? I asked you to clean up a long time ago, but you just didn't listen. If you listened to me , An An will stay here that day."

The old man pressed the bed again, measured the size with his eyes, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, this bed is a good buy, otherwise it's too small, and Mo Han's legs can't be stretched."

Cheng Minglang stared at the old man intently. He arranged these things so that An An could stay someday. Who said he was going to keep that brat?
Besides, even if they stay, they should sleep separately, okay?
Our daughter of the Cheng family is not married yet, so how could we let them live together?
When Cheng Minglang was surprised, the old man called someone, with a smile on his face.

After the phone rang a few times, Cheng Minglang heard a familiar voice, "Grandpa Cheng, what do you want?"

Mr. Cheng looked very excited, "Ah, Mo Han, tonight we eat dumplings, An An's favorite three-flavor stuffing, grandpa also prepared a jug of good wine, which I have kept for 30 years and I am not willing to drink it, so I will take An An with me after get off work. Come here!"

The old man didn't tell his purpose, he wanted to get that brat drunk, and then let them stay.

Thinking of this, Old Master Cheng smiled and waited for Ye Mohan to reply.

Ye Mohan was silent for a few seconds, frowning again and again. It's not that he didn't want to go, but he was worried that too much contact would remind Nuannuan of something.

I didn't hear his reply for a long time, the old man was a little anxious, his voice was a little choked, "Don't you want to come over, that's okay, my old man is used to being alone, you young people have things about you young people, I will Don't bother, just hang up!"

He said and hung up, but his fingers didn't press the button for a long time.

He knew Ye Mohan well. Although he looked cold, he still respected the old man.

Sure enough, Ye Mohan replied immediately, and in a hurry, he actually called him 'Grandpa', "Grandpa, no, we'll be there in a while."

"Okay, Grandpa is waiting for you."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Cheng smiled secretly and was caught by Cheng Minglang, "Grandpa, aren't you bullying children? Because of your age, no one dares to disobey you, right?"

Old Master Cheng smiled without saying a word, walked out with square steps, and told the butler that the dinner tonight was dumplings stuffed with three delicacies, and he specially ordered him to make some warm and delicious side dishes.

Ye Mohan was working overtime at the company, and Nuan Nuan sat on the sofa with her, playing games and eating snacks, not caring who he received the call from.

(End of this chapter)