President Satan, don't love me

Chapter 41 Do you want to bet?

Qiao Yuchen's brows and eyes were cold: "It's not reliable to investigate with the prison guards. Go and investigate those labor reform prisoners, so they can tell the truth."

Although Tan Zhengnan didn't know what kind of result Mr. Qiao wanted, he still respectfully agreed.

In the evening, when Qiao Yuchen returned to Yuxianghaiyuan, An Ran was cooking in the kitchen.

She had earphones on her ears, so she didn't hear the sound of him opening the door and entering the house.

He stood at the door of the kitchen, saw her wearing an apron, looking serious and busy, and couldn't help curling the corners of her lips.

When An Ran turned around, she saw Qiao Yuchen.

She was taken aback again.

Qiao Yuchen raised his eyebrows and looked at her with arms in his arms: "Scared again?"

"What do you think."

"You're wearing headphones, no wonder others."

"Why are you here again?"

"I'm going back to my own home, is there a problem?"

He put the realization on the cooking table: "Do you have guests tonight?"

An Ran looked back at the two bowls of noodles on the table, frowned: "No."

Originally, I wanted to invite Mr. Fu over for dinner, but this spoiled man came instead.

"Then why did you cook two bowls of noodles? You probably didn't know that I would come over."

An Ran's expression was calm: "The other bowl is intended for my mother, but since you're here, you can eat it."

Qiao Yuchen was upset, and gave him what was provided for the departed, thanks to her not being able to figure it out.

She brought out the noodles, Qiao Yuchen washed his hands, went over and sat down.

An Ran took two bites, and asked as if thinking of something: "Has An Xin been discharged from the hospital?"

He raised his eyes and looked at her.

She smiled: "You don't think that I don't know Anxin and go to the hospital."

"Discharged from the hospital."

She pursed her lips: "My cooking skills were passed down to me by my mother. Try it, it tastes pretty good."

He took two bites.

"It's not bad."

She twitched the corners of her mouth lightly and said nothing.

"Tomorrow is An Xin's mother's birthday. I have been invited. Do you want to come with me?"

"Are you sure you can take me there?"

"If you're not looking for faults, why not."

An Ran smiled: "For them, my existence is just to find fault. Even if I do nothing, I will not be welcomed."

"That's because your thinking is too extreme."

She smiled faintly: "Want to bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

"If I go to Anjia tomorrow and do nothing and am not welcomed, then you will donate a thousand sets of books to my orphanage."

"And what if you're welcome?"

"If I am welcomed, then I will engrave your name into the list of founders of the orphanage."

"I invested so much money, I don't even have the qualifications to write a name?" He was displeased.

"Your money is for me, not for the orphanage. It's a matter of course without your name. Of course, you can also invest some more money, and I will engrave your name on it. How about this bet, Do you want to gamble?"

"Gamble, why not bet."

An Ran smiled, "Eat it, the noodles are almost lumpy."

At night, after turning off the lights, he hugged her like last night.

Only this time, he was not so honest.

He was behind her, kissing her lightly.

She turned around to face him, with her hand on his shoulder.

"I do not want to do."

"I think."

"Qiao Yuchen, is it interesting for you to let a woman who is not interested in you have fun by your side?"

"Your body is more honest than your mouth."

She looked embarrassed: "Not tonight, I'm really not interested."

Qiao Yuchen was silent for a moment and didn't move her again.

He put his arms around her waist, and there was a bit of restrained desire in his voice: "Go to sleep."

An Ran was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that he would really let her go like this.

She clearly felt the reaction of his body.

It's really... rare.

In the first half of the night, she still didn't sleep well, but in the second half of the night, she slept soundly.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, I found that he was not by my side.

An Ran sat up, left the room with her hair loose, and went downstairs to drink water.

She had just gone down the stairs when she saw him sitting on the sofa in the living room reading documents.

Hearing the sound, he looked back and frowned: "I don't clean up, like a ghost."

She rubbed her short hair: "You are still there, I thought you went to the company."

"I'm not going to the company today, I'm going to settle down. You can clean up. Breakfast will be delivered in a while."

"Well," she drank a glass of water, turned and went upstairs.

When she went to the bathroom to wash up, she couldn't help smiling when she saw her disheveled hair.

Not like a ghost, like a madman.

When the two set off at ten o'clock, the sky was cloudy.

When the car drove to the gate of An's house, An Xin stood at the gate like a watchdog, waiting for Qiao Yuchen.

Seeing Qiao Yuchen's car, she grinned happily.

But when she saw An Ran sitting in the passenger seat, her face became tense, and her smile disappeared instantly.

The two got out of the car, An Ran stood by the door, smiled at An Xin: "Sister."

"Well...Of course, you're here too."

An Xin struggled to pull out an unnatural smile.

Then his eyes fell on Qiao Yuchen: "Yuchen, why didn't you tell me, you still came here today."

"Is there any difference?"

"If I had known about Ranran coming, I would have asked my aunt to prepare more dishes that Ranran likes to eat. Since she went to prison, she has never eaten at home again."

Hearing the word prison, Qiao Yuchen unnaturally cast his eyes on An Ran's face.

An Ran shrugged indifferently: "It doesn't matter, sister, anyway, there is nothing I like to eat in this family. The person who can cook what I like is no longer alive."

"I'm sorry, but I didn't want to mention Aunt Xue."

"It doesn't matter. People who have already left have to say it often to prove that someone misses her. It's not a bad thing."

Seeing An Ran like this, An Xin knew in her heart that the current An Ran was indeed not the same as An Ran four years ago.

She has to deal with it more carefully.

"The three of us don't talk at the door anymore, let's go into the house."

An Xin took An Ran's wrist and walked in.

If you don't know, you will really think that they are good sisters with deep feelings.

But An Ran only felt disgusted.

She doesn't accompany An Xin in this play.

She casually shook An Xin's hand away, keeping some distance from her.

Seeing An Ran coming, Lu Yue was also surprised.

She didn't expect An Ran to dare to follow her here.

In order to help Anxin swear Qiao Yuchen's sovereignty, she invited many high-class guests today.

There are so many people, Lu Yue will naturally not show any emotions.

She stepped forward and patted An Ran's hand: "Of course, welcome home."

An Ran pursed her lips: "Auntie, happy birthday."

"Okay, happy, let's have fun together. Xinxin, you first greet Yuchen well, I haven't chatted with Ranran for a long time, let's go to the side and chat alone for a while."

"Okay," An Xin walked to Qiao Yuchen's side, and naturally took his arm.

An Ran raised her eyes to look at the entangled arms of the two, and then looked away indifferently for a moment.

"Auntie, there are so many guests here, you should greet them first, I am 'myself' after all, so you don't need to bother too much. I haven't been back for many years, and I want to walk around by myself."

Lu Yue patted her on the shoulder in fear: "Okay, then we'll talk in the afternoon."

An Ran nodded, without even looking at Qiao Yuchen and An Ran, she turned around and walked around the backyard of An's villa.

She walked to the door of the small bungalow where she lived with her mother back then, and looked at the rusted lock with mixed feelings in her heart.

She really hated this yard, but it was only here that she could find bits and pieces about her and her mother.

After hesitating for a moment, she picked up a stone from the corner and smashed the lock vigorously. It took 5 minutes to fully open the old-fashioned lock.

She took off the lock, threw it on the ground, pushed open the door and walked in.

The house with only a few square meters was already covered with a layer of dust.

The furnishings inside are still the same as they were a few years ago.

Come to think of it, after their mother and daughter left, this place was covered in dust, and no one came here again.

She turned on the light familiarly.

There was a musty smell inside, but she didn't care at all.

She went to sit on the stool, which was covered with cushions that her mother had made herself.

She leaned sideways on the table and closed her eyes.

There still seemed to be a breath of mother in the room.

Lying here, recalling the warmth of my mother's hand stroking my hair...

The corners of her lips curved beautifully.

At the door, Qiao Yuchen searched for a long time before he found her trace.

He stood a few meters away, just in time to see her in the utility room at the moment.

Just as he was about to step forward, a hand stretched out beside him and grabbed his wrist.

"Yu Chen."

Qiao Yuchen turned his head to look at An Xin.

He just watched so seriously that he didn't even notice that someone was approaching him.

"Why did you come here?"

She glanced at An Ran in the room: "You really shouldn't have brought Ran Ran here today, she doesn't like this house very much, let her be alone, she probably doesn't want others to disturb her now."

The sound at the door suddenly disturbed An Ran's tranquility, she suddenly opened her eyes, and looked at the two people at the door with a hint of hatred in her eyes.

All because of them, her life, was ruined.

She stood up, walked out of the room with a lot of movement, and while patting the dust on the skirt, walked to the two of them with her arms in her arms: "The An family is so big, where are you talking about love? Why don't you run to me?" Come here, do you want to give me dog food, or do you want me to exercise my wife's rights and beat mandarin ducks?"

Qiao Yuchen frowned, and the hedgehog smile that belonged to her before appeared in her eyes again.

"Of course, you misunderstood. We are worried about you, so we came to see you."

"Are you worried? Why did a word suddenly come to my mind... a cat crying for a mouse."

Qiao Yuchen's face turned cold: "Anran, do you remember what you promised me before you came here, put away your hedgehog temper, and don't stab anyone you see."

An Ran smiled: "Don't worry, in order to win, I won't forget."

After she finished speaking, she bypassed the two of them and left.

An Xin bit her lip, with tears in her eyes: "But she... how could she become like this, how could it be."

(End of this chapter)