"yes."

An Ran's answer made the person on the other end stunned, and then asked again: "That's right. You made an appointment to try your wedding dress today. We will stop operating at 8 o'clock in the evening. I want to ask, are you still here?"

When An Ran heard the inquiry on her phone, she realized that the street lights on the overpass had already lit up at some point. It turned out that she had been here for a day without realizing it.

"Hey?" Unheard her answer, the wedding clerk's inquiry came from her phone again.

"No, I won't go, I won't go today, I won't go tomorrow." An Ran's voice became smaller and smaller, and his phone slowly slid from his hand. When she remembered the scene of her choosing a wedding dress alone, her eyes became hazy again.

Yes, alone.

Every time I choose a wedding dress and a wedding invitation, she goes all about the wedding alone, and he always says, very busy. Now that he thinks about his coldness, he has already told her all this unusual, but she is so stupid that she is still immersed in her dreams and has never woken up.

When I got home, night was already falling, with stars everywhere, and the cold night wind blew my hair away, taking away the only warmth left on my body.

Standing quietly outside the door of Song's house, looking at the lights that shine through the glass window, she tried hard to hide the sourness and pain in her heart, and put a hard shell on herself.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a burst of crying sounds. I looked up and saw the man who had given her infinite dreams, sitting next to Song Jiamei, wrapping her body with one hand and gently patting her back with her palm. The expression was gentle that she had never seen before. The opposite of them was her father, Song Ziping, and Wei Guilan, who coaxed her daughter with a look of distress. When Wei Guilan saw her standing at the door, a fierce light shot out in her eyes.

What is this? Demonstrate to her?

Even if the demonstration is now, it is not her turn, right?

An Ran sneered in her heart, not in contact with her eyes, her eyes were slightly wrong and looked at Meng Zekun with a faint hope, but he seemed to have not noticed that he was back, just sat quietly beside Song Jiamei, without even giving him a look.

An Ran lowered his head sadly, mocked his ridiculous luxury, bit his lip hard and swallowed the bitterness that kept surging, forcing himself to turn around and leave here.

Well, the more ruthless he is, the faster she will give up.

"Stop, do you have no explanation for the palm prints on Jiamei's face?"

As soon as she turned around, Wei Guilan's sharp voice suddenly rang, and she forced herself to stop her about to leave.

Hearing Wei Guilan's roar, Anran paused for a moment and then continued to move forward without paying attention.

Faced with this woman who ruined her originally happy life, she didn't want to say a word.

"Stop it."

Seeing that she didn't take herself seriously, Wei Guilan narrowed her eyes fiercely, and with anger all over her body, she stepped on her high heels and came to her in a few steps, blocking her way.

She never wanted to touch a finger for her daughter. This little bitch dared to hit her. Today, she would never let this little bitch go easily.

An Ran stared at Wei Guilan who stopped her expressionlessly, with her eyes cold and sharp.

"Why are you glaring? Are you still right to beat Jiamei? No matter what, she is your sister, how can you be so cruel?" Wei Guilan's heart was tightened by An Ran's cold gaze, but she raised her chin and cursed loudly, and her index finger poked her forehead straight.

Seeing the finger that was about to touch her, An Ran missed her footsteps, and then stood still and asked coldly: "I'm vicious? Have you ever seen a sister who climbed onto her brother-in-law's bed? My hand was dirty even when she hit her. Sister? Is she worthy?"

One day was enough for her to calm herself down. In the past, she always ignored this kind of questioning, but from today on, she would never be the same as before, and would not fight back if she was slaughtered.

"You..." Wei Guilan was so blocked by An Ran that she was speechless, her face turned blue and white, but she couldn't speak.

She didn't expect that the person who used to be speechless would be so eloquent today.

"Woooooooo..." Jiamei on the other side cried even more aggrieved when she heard An Ran's words, and her whole body buried in Meng Zekun's arms and kept sobbing.

But Meng Zekun forgot to comfort Song Jiamei. When he heard An Ran's words, he suddenly turned around and looked at An Ran with a cold face in surprise, and his dark black eyes shrank slightly.

Looking at the daughter who was crying in Meng Zekun's arms, Song Ziping looked a little ugly, but facing this outstanding Meng Zekun in all aspects, thinking about the strong Meng Group, he really didn't want to offend him, so he scolded An Ran in a deep voice.

"Safe, keep your mouth shut."

"Shut up?" Hearing this, An Ran clenched his hands quietly, staring at Song Ziping with his black face, and asked coldly: "Why? Is it me who did the wrong thing? Is it me who climbed onto my brother-in-law's bed? Is it me who taught such a self-deserving daughter?"

Over the years, no matter who is right or wrong, his first words will always be blamed on her, as if all the mistakes in the world are her faults, but what did she do wrong?

"Random." Faced with her daughter's merciless accusations, Song Ziping stood up, pointed at Jiamei who was crying, and shouted angrily at Anran: "Even if she did something wrong, it's not your turn to hit her."

"I just fight, so what can I do?" An Ran stopped talking for the first time without obedience. Instead, he took a step forward without retreating, and confronted Song Ziping coldly.

Over the years, she has been giving in. What can she get? They have been gaining more and more ambitions. Since that's the case, why should she give in?

"You... you unfilial daughter, I will beat you to death." Song Ziping was so angry that his heart was furious that he reached out to beat someone.
Chapter completed!