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Five hundred and twentieth IX do what he likes

Wang Ying left that day, and Yang Lina turned her attention to the hot pot restaurant. Wang Lan was bored in the hot pot restaurant, neither sitting nor standing, and she didn't even bother to pretend.

She could finally tell that Yang Lina didn't take her seriously. Ever since Liu Yeqiu said she wanted to move out, Yang Lina didn't even bother to give her a good look.

Wang Lan was really fed up. If she hadn't wanted to leave a good impression on Li Jingming, she would have wanted to have a quarrel with Yang Lina.

She is just like Liu Yeqiu, why should she be looked down upon by others?

Thinking that she still had to work in a clothing factory, and if she really offended Yang Lina, Su Han and Anping would definitely turn to Yang Lina, Wang Lan put away her thoughts of looking for trouble.

When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. Don't offend Su Han and Anping and make her lose her job.

The weather turned cold, so Wang Lan took advantage of the National Day to find a house for herself.

The house is not big, but it is located in the center of the county, and it is not far from the clothing factory.

What's more important is that there is only one old lady in the family, and the rent is 100 yuan a year, and the old lady has no one else at home, so she feels that she can come in and out easily.

Wang Lan paid half of the rent, and the old lady gave her the key to the house.

There is a Kang in the house and an old-fashioned wardrobe placed on the floor, but nothing else.

This house has been under construction for about ten years, and the eaves are covered with spider silk.

Wang Lan thought that she would have to find someone to lift a ladder to clean up the spider silk, and then use newspapers to stick to the wall so that she could move in.

Although she is still a little far away from Li Jingming for the time being, she will work hard.

What's more, she still has Susan Shan's playing card in her hand.

Susan Shan's thoughts are on Li Jingming. She is jealous and won't let others get what she can't get even if she destroys it.

At this moment, she probably hated Yang Lina to death, and deep down in her heart, she was probably trying every possible way to destroy her.

Therefore, she couldn't be in a hurry and had to take her time.

Wang Lan thought about everything and felt much better. She suddenly felt that moving out was not as bad as she thought.

In the blink of an eye, the National Day is over.

Here in Anping, I have been staying at home peacefully these past few days, looking for someone to clean up the kitchen.

After that, he specially bought fine porcelain plates and bowls for the kitchen.

In addition, he arranged for Ma Shaolong to send people to keep an eye on every move of Mi Li's family.

As a result, the news he received in the past few days was that Mi Li never came out to help in the restaurant.

Anping felt uneasy, his heart was like an ant on a hot pot.

He couldn't help but taste the forbidden fruit, and his mind was filled with the tempting appearance of rice grains.

After much deliberation, he still couldn't worry about Mi Li, so he dressed up diligently, went out and bought some fine pastries, and specially took two bottles of Moutai to go to Mi Li's restaurant.

Old Man Mi is also a good drinker. Moutai is not something ordinary people can buy. He just likes it and gets two at a time. Old Man Mi will definitely be happy.

When Anping appeared in the small restaurant looking like a real person, Mi's mother's eyes lit up, thinking that this guy finally couldn't stand it any longer.

Seeing the heavy gift in his hand, Mi Mu suppressed the joy in her heart, pretended to have an unwelcoming expression, and glanced at Anping lightly.

"Hey, this is a rare visitor. What brought you here, Boss An?"

Mi Mupi smiled but didn't smile, and laughed twice.

"Auntie, I have something to do these days, and I have been too busy to come here. I am thinking about the braised pork elbow that Uncle Mi made, so I came over to have a bite and have a couple of drinks with Uncle Mi by the way."

Anping felt unsure, and his eyes were scanning around the store, looking for the person he longed for.

"Your Uncle Mi still has several tables of dishes to prepare, and he doesn't have time to accompany you. I'll ask him to cook whatever you want to eat. After you finish eating, you can go back if you have nothing else to do.

I think your wine is quite expensive. I'm afraid your uncle won't be able to enjoy it, so he should take it back as soon as possible after dinner."

Mi's mother pretended not to know anything. Although she knew the purpose of Anping's visit and what she had done to her daughter, she still had to observe and observe to determine what Anping was thinking.

"Aunt, it's okay. I know my uncle is busy. I'll wait for him."

Anping smiled guiltily, his eyes falling on Mi Mu.

"That aunt, Xiaomi is gone, why didn't she help you today?"

"She is sick. She came back from fooling around with you all night a few days ago and became ill. She is bedridden. I am almost heartbroken."

Mi Mu said, pretending to be sad.

"What did you say? Is she sick? What's wrong with her? Is it serious? Why don't you send her to the hospital?"

Anping only knew that he was happy that night, but Mi Li was tortured terribly by her.

However, he didn't expect that Mi Li would become so sick due to his torment.

It had been six or seven days, and she didn't even blink or say anything, and she was so sick that she couldn't get out of bed.

Anping's heart aches when he thinks of his beloved, who has a sallow face and thin muscles, and is suffering such a blow.

Now I heard Mi's mother say that Mi Li was sick, her voice was a little louder, her heart was in her throat, and she stood up nervously.

A series of questions made Mi's mother look embarrassed.

Which one should she answer?

"Auntie, I'll go back and check on her. If it doesn't work, we still have to send her to the hospital."

Anping couldn't answer Mi's mother. It's not like he had never been to the backyard before. He was familiar with the place and there was no need for anyone to take him there.

Before Mi's mother had time to stop him, Anping's figure had disappeared from the doorway leading to the backyard.

Just as Mimi was about to catch up, several more people came into the store, so Mimi had to greet them first.

Mi Li hasn't come out these days because she feels really tired physically and her mood is not much better. She needs to adjust, so she has been hiding in her room and thinking about her mistakes behind closed doors.

It seemed that when her mother learned that the person sleeping with her was Anping, she had already seen that she could not avoid the tragic fate of marrying Anping.

Mi Li was still young, so she really hadn't thought about marriage.

As for her drunken behavior that night, she had no feeling at all.

After resting for several days, Mi Li's body has improved a lot, but her mood is still heavy.

She felt confused about the future and listless.

At this moment, she was huddled in bed, staring at the ceiling.

The door creaked open, and Mi Li thought it was his mother and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Anping was overly nervous, panting heavily, looking at Mi Li with a dull look in his eyes, full of regret.

He took three steps and two steps at a time, put his big hand on Mi Li's forehead to try, and then put it on his own forehead to try.

"How are you? What's wrong with you? Can I take you to the hospital?

Damn it, it’s all my fault, I was really wrong.”

Anping was overly worried and knelt on the bedside with an anxious and worried look on his face, holding Mi Li's hand tightly with his big hands.

Mi Li blinked her eyes a few times, thinking she was dazzled and confirming that the person in front of her was An Ping, but her reaction was a little too slow.


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