Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 343 What a Good Girl
An Ranran wiped her tears and glared at Zhan Nianbei, then turned to face Ye Suqing, but her eyes were so gentle that water dripped out: "Auntie, what you said is exactly the same as what my mother said."

Ye Suqing was about to get angry, when she heard what An Ranran said suddenly, her anger was suppressed in her heart, and she temporarily lost the chance to express it.

An Ranran went on to say: "When I helped my mother cook at home, she always said that I was too careless, and that cooking is actually an art. After seeing the dumplings you made today, I really I have experienced this feeling. Just like clothing design, cooking can also be beautifully done.”

"I just shed tears not because you said I wasn't wrapped up beautifully, but because you made me feel the shadow of my mother."

"Your mother..." An Ranran said so lowly that Ye Suqing couldn't help but become curious.

"She's gone." An Ranran smiled wryly, "Now, even if I want her to teach me how to cook, it's impossible."

"So." An Ranran took a deep breath, "Auntie, can you replace my mother and teach me to cook in the future?"

Ye Suqing pursed her lips, not knowing how to answer this sentence.

She doesn't like An Ranran.

It's not because of how bad An Ranran is, but because of An Ranran's appearance, the time for her son to leave her is getting closer and closer.

Now facing An Ranran's olive branch, Ye Suqing reached out to catch it after hesitating for a moment.

Not because she wanted to pick it up, but because if she didn't pick it up, her son might complain about her.

After the meal, An Ranran watched Zhan Pingan get up and put on an apron as a matter of course, and went to the kitchen to rinse the dishes.

Ye Suqing seemed to be accustomed to this phenomenon. After Zhan Ping'an left with the dishes, she conveniently cleaned up the dining table, then went to the kitchen to cut a plate of fruit and brought it to the living room, calling Zhan Nianbei to sit down and eat.

An Ranran liked their way of getting along as a couple from the bottom of her heart.

Most of the complaints against Ye Suqing in his heart disappeared at this time.

What are you arguing about, she just wants to keep her son for a few more days, right?

"Or, we can live downstairs." Taking advantage of Ye Suqing and Zhan Ping'an's opportunity to go to work in the military region, An Ranran discussed with Zhan Nianbei.

Zhan Nianbei shook his head decisively: "No, if you live downstairs, then my mother will definitely let me come back to live."

"Do you come back and live when you come back? It's not far away, it's just upstairs and downstairs."

"It's inconvenient!" Zhan Nianbei rejected her straight away.

"What's the inconvenience?" An Ranran also found it funny, "Basically, I don't need to do housework anymore. Do you have any other requirements?"

"There is no request, I just have... needs!"

Seeing someone's wretched expression instantly, An Ranran almost wanted to laugh out loud: "You said your mother would be angry if she knew you were doing it for this reason?"

"Whether she will be angry or not, if I live separately from you, I will definitely die of anger." When Zhan Nianbei is with An Ranran now, his words are really getting more and more direct.

An Ranran smiled: "Zhan Nianbei, look at how promising you are!"

Zhan Nianbei gritted his teeth: "How about we just get the certificate, so that no matter where we are, we can live together."

An Ranran smiled: "Okay, but, I'm a missing person now, is Master Zhan trying to let the Black Butterfly Gang know that I've come to Jiangbei?"

Zhan Nianbei froze all of a sudden.

An Ranran stretched out her finger and poked him with a smile: "Do something for me!"

"What's the matter?" Zhan Nianbei looked at her and asked
"Go to the library and borrow books for me. I can't show my face now." An Ranran took out the list of books that Ran Qing made for her in her schoolbag and handed it to Zhan Nianbei, "So in the future, this kind of If you need to show your face, you will have less trouble."

Zhan Nianbei took the book list: "Can't we go together?"

He brought An Ranran to Jiangbei because he wanted to be with her all the time, but he didn't expect everyone to come, but he still couldn't be together. This feeling is also very intoxicating.

An Ranran looked at him with a smile: "I have no objection, as long as you are not afraid that the Black Butterfly Gang will see me..."

Zhan Nianbei waved his hand: "Stop talking, I'm afraid!"

An Ranran smiled.

Before Zhan Nianbei went out to borrow books for An Ranran, he took An Ranran to the house of Murong Ce's family that Zhan Pingan said.

This house is really not ordinary luxury.

The small villa with a single family is not inferior to the Shen family's house in the Kyoto Military Region.

Under the leadership of Zhan Nianbei, An Ranran walked in.

On the wall facing the gate is a portrait of a great man, under which two crossed national flags are placed on a table that sinks at both ends.

There were a few books stacked neatly next to them. An Ranran went over to look at them. Most of them were biographies of some great men, and there were also a few seemingly professional military books.

Against the wall, there is a four-seater leather sofa.A photo frame was hung above the sofa, and many photos were jumbled in the photo frame, but the biggest one was a baby who seemed to be under the moon.

Although the photo is clipped in the photo frame, the surrounding area is still yellowish, obviously it has been a few years old.

An Ranran walked over curiously, and looked at the photo seriously. The baby was chubby and wrapped in a package, and her chubby face looked very happy.

"Whose child is this?" An Ranran turned his head and asked Zhan Nianbei.

Zhan Nianbei's face flushed slightly: "That's a photo of me when I was young."

"Ah? Yours, why is your picture here?"

An Ranran became more and more curious.

Zhan Nianbei's eyes flickered a few times, and then he pulled An Ranran to sit on the sofa together: "Ran Ran, in fact, this house belongs to Uncle Murong, rather than ours."

"How to say?"

"Uncle Murong has gone abroad a long time ago. All the arrangements in this house are arranged by my father. When he is tired, he will always come to this house to stay for a day."

"So? Are you trying to tell me that your father is not a clean and honest man?"

"No. I..." Zhan Nianbei was originally not good at words, but now that he had something on his mind, he became more and more clumsy.

An Ranran looked at him, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth: "Okay, I understand. Actually, it's nothing. It doesn't matter whether uncle really wants to keep a house for Murong Ce. This house They are all under the name of Murong Ce. As a comrade-in-arms, it is not impossible to come here to see things and think about others."

Zhan Nianbei looked at An Ranran silently, until An Ranran's face flushed and his eyes flickered a few times, then he suddenly reached out and hugged her gently.

"Ran Ran, you are such a good girl!"

(End of this chapter)