Mr. Shu said directly: "It can be seen that Anqi likes you very much. There are only benefits for you to get married. Why don't you agree?"

Because I don't want to get drunk after marriage, and I have to act like I don't care about anything outside, which will ruin my reputation.

I hope that this situation will no longer happen after marriage, and no one will talk nonsense about it.

"Benefits, for you or for me?" Wan Ge said with a bit of sarcasm, then looked back at Mr. Shu downstairs, and finally said: "I still say the same thing, I will never marry Anqi."

"You..." Mr. Shu was so angry that he couldn't speak, he could only snort coldly and turned away.

In the next few days, Anqi would go to Shu's house every day, and Anqi lived there with peace of mind, as if it was his own home.

What he meant was that being at his fiancée's house was equivalent to being at his house, right?

But Wan Ge still ignored him and kept looking for Ahan's whereabouts, and he had to do it secretly so that Mr. Shu wouldn't find out.

Finally, Wan Ge found the person she had been thinking about outside a warehouse.

The moonlight was hazy, and Ah Han, who was holding a box, was stunned when he saw Wan Ge standing not far away.

The master said that the lady was not allowed to leave, so why did she appear here in the middle of the night? She seemed to have run away from home.

"Ah Han, I finally found you." Wan Ge looked at Ah Han in front of her aggrievedly, and mist rose in her beautiful eyes instantly.

"What did the lady look for Ah Han for?" Ah Han continued to move the box silently.

"Ah Han, I ran away, can you take me away?"

Ah Han paused, holding the box and looking at the person in front of him, silent for a long time before finally speaking: "Then do you want to go home with me first?"

"Really? Are you willing to take me home!" Wan Ge was very happy, and reached out to hug Ah Han again, and kissed him on the face through the mask.

Ah Han was still slightly stunned, and finally his cheeks still blushed uncontrollably.

Wan Ge followed the other party home as she wished, but the place where Ahan lived was very small, a very simple single room.

There was a bed, a small kitchen, and a bathroom and toilet. The space was not narrow but definitely not large.

"My place is very simple. If the lady is not used to it, I can send the lady back."

"No, I will get used to it. As long as you are here, I will not go anywhere."

Hearing Wan Ge's enthusiastic voice, Ahan looked at her seriously with his deep eyes, and then said: "Do you like me, lady?"

Wan Ge turned around with a red face: "Of course... Otherwise... Otherwise, how could I..."

Wan Ge did not finish her words, but Ahan understood.

Ahan just did not say anything else. Wan Ge watched the other party take the clothes to the bathroom, and she lay quietly on his bed.

Soon Ahan came out of the bathroom. Because of the bath, his delicate and beautiful facial features seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making the person in front of him look even less like a real person.

But his hair was still dripping with water, so Wan Ge asked softly, "Where is the hair dryer?"

Ahan replied in a cold voice, "There is no hair dryer."

Wan Ge was silent for a moment, picked up a towel beside him, and reached out to help him wipe his hair.

Ahan subconsciously lowered his head, and then felt something was wrong.

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