Lan Weiwan returned to the room, but couldn't help but think about the situation downstairs.

An Huaijue drank the soup cooked by Xu Xiying herself, and Xu Xiying looked at him happily...

Ahhhh!

Lan Weiwan reached out and rubbed his head in annoyance, and his long, smooth hair suddenly became messy.

What on earth is she thinking about? An Huaijue and Xu Xiying can do whatever they want, what does it have to do with her?

Lan Weiwan felt upset in her chest, her breath was blocked and she had nowhere to vent. She irritably took her phone to edit text messages.

【An San, do you have time to come out tomorrow? 】

So many things had happened in just a few days. Now her mind was in a mess and she had a lot to talk about.

Ran Ran doesn't know what she's been busy with lately, she doesn't reply to text messages and phone calls, and she doesn't have many friends, so she can only talk to An San.

In the study, An Huaijue was wearing a pair of thin-framed glasses. A beam of light cast a shadow on the man's eyelashes, making his face soften a bit.

The cell phone at the table dinged. An Huaijue picked it up and a text message came into his eyes.

The tip of his tongue touched the roof of his mouth, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Okay, a married woman is still thinking about hooking up with other men all day long. An Huaijue was actually a little jealous of An San and started to feel jealous of himself.

His long fingers tapped on the screen a few times.

【Okay, just the same coffee shop as last time.】

The next morning, Lan Weiwan rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed. His eyes were black and blue, as if he hadn't slept well all night.

She sat on the bed with a gloomy face and didn't want to move at all. She was really seeing a ghost. When she closed her eyes, the face of that bitch An Huaijue was there. Was she drugged?

Lan Weiwan rubbed his messy hair irritably, and it took him a long time to remember that he had made an appointment with An San today.

She took the phone and looked at it, then jumped up from the bed.

It's too late! It's still one hour until the time they agreed on!

Lan Weiwan hurriedly packed himself up, then hurriedly rushed to the coffee shop.

Panting, she pushed the door in and glanced around to see the man sitting in the corner.

An Huaijue lowered his head and looked at the coffee in front of him. The sunlight shone on his angular profile, which was as handsome as a mortal.

Lan Weiwan's eyes swept over An Huaijue's face, and he licked his face silently in his heart, then walked over quickly and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I got up a little late today and kept you waiting for a long time.

"

An Huaijue had long sensed Lan Weiwan's overly enthusiastic gaze, and his tone was a little cold at this time: "It's okay, I just arrived."

Lan Weiwan didn't feel anything was wrong with the man's mood, and was immersed in the entanglement that she didn't know how to speak.

An Huaijue picked up the coffee and took a sip. He was not in a hurry and just waited slowly.

"Well... An San, it's just... do you men like that kind of women who are particularly delicate and pretentious?" Lan Weiwan hesitated and spoke with a bit of resentment in his tone.

An Huaijue raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that Lan Weiwan's first sentence would be this.

He thought for a while and calmly looked at Lan Weiwan, who was obviously having something on his mind: "I don't know, I don't like it."

When Lan Weiwan didn't get the answer he wanted, he didn't care at all. All the complaints he made came out like beans.

"I'm telling you, An San, your president is really nothing! A bitch! He spends all day seducing all kinds of women, and he doesn't take me seriously at all! He doesn't think about it, every time he goes out with someone else

Am I shameless when a woman flirts with her? Ah!" Lan Weiwan became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke, not paying any attention to An Huaijue's face getting darker and darker.

An Huaijue had a gloomy face and pursed his lips, listening to all Lan Weiwan's dissatisfaction.

What a dog man? He's flirting with you? Why didn't he, as the person involved, know?

For a moment, the whole world was completely silent, except for Lan Weiwan's constant complaints.

After a long time, Lan Weiwan stopped with her mouth dry. She felt the deep aura of the man opposite her, and something strange suddenly flashed through her heart. This feeling... Why does she look so much like that dog man in her family?

An Huaijue took a deep breath, his temples kept beating, and he forced himself to calm down: "Are you done?"

Listening to the calm tone, Lan Weiwan twitched the corner of her mouth in embarrassment: "Well...it's agreed."

What was she thinking? An San couldn't be An Huaijue. If An Huaijue heard her talking about him like that, would he still skin her?

An Huaijue suppressed the urge to hit someone and said calmly: "I still have to work."

If he stayed here for one more second, he was afraid that he would not be able to help teach this ignorant woman in front of him a lesson.

"Well, then go and go. If your CEO catches you, he won't let you go easily!" Lan Weiwan urged her quickly. She didn't want to implicate An San because of her own reasons.

An Huaijue's expression became even more unkind, and he immediately turned around and left without saying another word.

Is he some kind of scourge in her eyes? He thinks Lan Weiwan is deliberately trying to make him angry to death.

After An Huaijue left, Lan Weiwan was still sitting in his seat in a daze, not noticing the ugly look on the man's face when he left.

In the booth next to her, separated by a screen, a hint of calculation flashed in Xu Xiying's eyes.

Gee, look what interesting things she found.

She secretly followed An Huaijue out today. When she arrived at the door of the coffee shop, she only saw a man as handsome as a god getting out of the car, but there was no sign of An Huaijue in the car.

Later, when she saw Lan Weiwan anxiously walking in, she realized that the man was An Huaijue, An Huaijue without the mask, who was in contact with Lan Weiwan under another identity.

Xu Xiying clenched her fists, and her eyes became even more fanatical. If her previous obsession with An Huaijue was more because of the An family's wealth, now she is completely obsessed with An Huaijue.

Who said An Huaijue was an ugly monster with a hideous face and grinning teeth? He was obviously a peerless man with wealth and good looks.
Chapter completed!