Originally, he didn't think too much about making things difficult for Meng Zekun. He just wanted to solve this matter silently without An Ran knowing it. If Meng Zekun wanted to blame, he could only blame himself for his luck, but he just ran into it at this critical moment. In addition, the so-called woman beside him was even more doomed to his defeat.

"Hmph..." Looking at Haoran's helpless look, Meng Zekun felt that he was blocked in his heart in one breath, and he couldn't get out or swallow it. Finally, he could only glar at the man fiercely, dragging Song Jiamei up and turned around and left without any gentleness.

"It hurts, it hurts, Kun, it hurts." Meng Zekun was dragged up with his injured arm in a cold manner. Song Jiamei couldn't help but wail and screamed miserably, while Meng Zekun seemed to have not heard her words, but just walked quickly towards the door that was crowded with people in front.

"If you don't sign this time, the next contract will be rewarded fifty times." Looking at Meng Zekun's angrily leaving, Haoran reminded him in a good mood. Seeing Meng Zekun's steps slightly stiffened because of his words, he added: "Next time, remember not to bring this crazy woman. It's really embarrassing to bite people like a mad dog."

"Puchi..."

The crowd crowded at the door couldn't help laughing when they heard Haoran's words. A silence of laughter suddenly sounded in the living room, which was originally quiet.

An Ran, who was already full of anger, couldn't help laughing when she saw Haoran saying something harmful and looking at people's thoughts.

I really didn't expect that a person as steady as Haoran could even say such vicious words.

Listening to the laughter in his ears, a deep light flashed in Meng Zekun's black eyes, and a few blue veins on his forehead were faintly tense, but he said nothing, just grabbed Song Jiamei and left more quickly.

Song Jiamei stared at An Ran with a resentful look, and she was dragged into the elevator by Meng Zekun, and her resentment was separated by the closed elevator door.

A farce ended like that.

An Ran looked at Song Jiamei's disappearing back coldly, and did not take her resentful gaze to heart before leaving. Anyway, Song Jiamei was the kind of person, thinking that everyone in this world should follow her. She said that one person could not say two, and once others were not as good as her wishes, she would want to take revenge. However, she probably didn't care about taking revenge now. After all, the anger in her man's heart is no less than her.

"What are you doing here? Are you doing nothing? If you are so idle, go to the street to post advertising leaflets to me."

An Ran was still immersed in his thoughts, and a roar full of energy sounded in his ears. He brushed his chest, which was slightly chaotic because of the roar, and he looked up, and just saw Haoran's cold gaze shooting at him. At that moment, his body couldn't help but shiver.

What's wrong with him? What's the anger that suddenly happened?

A group of people who originally wanted to continue watching the show, after hearing Haoran's sudden shout, suddenly became like birds and beasts scattered. In a blink of an eye, the door was empty and there was no figure left.

They are all elites in the advertising industry, so how can they sell that kind of coolie? Besides, although it is already autumn, the sun at noon is no less than that in midsummer. People like them who stay in the office all year round will lose their skin immediately when they go out?

An Ran looked at the empty living room stupidly. When she turned around, she saw Haoran staring at him gloomyly. Her heart immediately jumped up. She smiled embarrassedly at a loss, and she looked at him that she didn't dare to look at him, and slowly lowered her head.

Why did he look at her like this? Isn’t his anger gone yet?

Haoran looked at her like a child who had made a mistake, lowered her head and said nothing. The corners of her lips couldn't help but pursed her hard, and then walked towards her with heavy steps.

Even though she is like this now, she still dares to face Meng Zekun and that madman-like woman alone. Wouldn't she be afraid of being eaten alive by them?

Looking at the big feet that suddenly appeared in his sight with his drooping eyes, An Ran couldn't help but slowly retreat, for fear that he would be beaten to his butt like he did when he was a child. After all, she had grown up, and it would be really embarrassing if he did this again.

Haoran stared at the lowered head for a while and was speechless. After a long time of silence, he sighed quietly and asked, "Does it hurt?"

How could he bear to blame her for her in this way?

"Ah?" An Ran was thinking about it uneasyly, but suddenly heard this sentence, and was a little stunned for a moment. She couldn't help but look up at him in surprise, with a full of questions on her face.

"Does it hurt to hit the iron gate?" She felt helpless and realized it later. Haoran sighed slightly and asked more bluntly.

"Oh, it doesn't hurt." After understanding what he asked, An Ran shook his head quickly, then raised his eyes and looked carefully, and asked softly: "Are you... still angry?"

Does his willingness to talk to her mean he is no longer angry?

"What do you say?" Hearing her words, Haoran's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he snorted in a low and turned around and left.

When he remembered that she had spent the night with a man, he felt particularly depressed, but when he said he was angry, he was just angry with himself. It was him who neglected her, otherwise such a thing would not have happened.

What did she say? Who knew if he was still angry?

Looking at Haoran's departure back, An Ran couldn't help but mutter in her heart. If he didn't say anything, she would know his mood, and then she wouldn't become a god?

"Where are you doing? Don't you have to work?" Haoran walked to the door and found An Ran didn't follow him. When he turned around, he saw her standing there stupidly, and immediately shouted in anger.

"Oh..." An Ran, who was thinking secretly, suddenly heard this roar, and his body couldn't help but tremble and quickly agreed to follow, with a relaxed smile on his face.

Since he could yell at her, it means that his anger had disappeared, right?
Chapter completed!