An Ran threw away the novel in his hand and prepared to sleep.
When she saw Nie Qingyu climbing onto the bed, she snorted coldly and drove her away unceremoniously: "Isn't it appropriate for you to sleep here?"
Nie Qingyu lay down on the bed without hesitation, held her in his arms confidently, sucked her earlobe with his thin lips, and whispered evilly: "Can you sleep without me at night?"
safely:"……"
This man... is becoming more and more shameless!
Liu Meijun only learned at the dining table the next morning: The servant's room where her son slept peacefully last night!
Wen Hong explained in embarrassment: "The young master insisted on sleeping in a room with Miss An Ran... I had no choice but to arrange a single room for them."
Song Xuechun next to him suddenly flashed with jealousy when he heard this. He really didn't expect that Nie Qingyu could do this for An Ran - the noble Nie family owner actually lived in someone else's room!
"You are also stupid!" Liu Meijun felt sorry for her son and glared at Wen Hong angrily: "Since Qingyu insists on that little goblin, just let her sleep in Qingyu's room! No big deal, just be a warm person
Bed.”
Wen Hong quickly replied: "I will inform Miss An Ran to move to the young master's room tonight..."
While they were talking, Nie Qingyu and An Ran had already arrived at the small restaurant.
Liu Meijun was overjoyed. This was the first time in more than three years that she had breakfast with her son. "Qingyu, come sit here with mom!"
Nie Qingyu was still sitting opposite Liu Meijun and said, "You have Miss Song with you, so I won't go over and squeeze in."
Liu Meijun: "..."
Song Chunxue immediately lowered her head in grievance, her eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she was about to cry: "Auntie, am I a little redundant on this dining table..."
"If so, don't overthink it." Liu Meijun patted the back of Song Xuechun's hand comfortingly. At the same time, she glanced at An Ran sitting next to Nie Qingyu demonstratively, and said pointedly: "Auntie is not too old to be useless.
At this level, I can still be the master of this family!"
An Ran was already used to Liu Meijun's way of speaking with insinuations about Sang and Huai, so Quan pretended not to hear it.
Breakfast is mainly traditional Chinese pasta, paired with two types of porridge, and there are also eight dishes of stir-fried side dishes with meat and vegetables, salted eggs, tea eggs... all matched according to Liu Meijun's taste.
Just like last night, An Ran tried to be as transparent as possible and not attract attention. But sitting next to her was Nie Qingyu, especially since he served her porridge and dishes in a high profile, so it was difficult not to attract attention.
Liu Meijun curled her lips and rolled her eyes a few times while eating, but finally couldn't hold it back: "Just let her eat by herself! Shouldn't she be serving you at this table? You worthless wife fanatic has done the opposite!"
Nie Qingyu stood up and served a bowl of shredded chicken porridge to Liu Meijun. He raised his lips and said, "This bowl is for you, don't be jealous."
Liu Meijun suddenly turned from anger to joy, and she still said with disgust: "You are not a big or small brat, who is jealous!"
She felt so happy, she never thought that one day she would be pampered by her son.
It was the first time that Song Xuechun was so close to Nie Qingyu. She could smell the clear and charming aura on his body, and she couldn't help but become distraught. Her heart beat violently, and she almost fainted with excitement: Brother Qingyu wants to do it too.
Serve her porridge and vegetables?
She looked at the charming man who was close at hand with her watery eyes full of expectation, wanting to convey her love to him. But when the two looked at each other, she couldn't help but shudder.
These were a pair of extremely beautiful narrow phoenix eyes, and the deep black color was breathtaking. However, these cold eyes were like unsheathed sharp blades with murderous intent, as if they were going to pierce her heart with a sword in the next second.
Song Xuechun's whole body was tense. Why did she feel that Nie Qingyu didn't seem to welcome her to sit at this table and eat together.
Nie Qingyu's cold eyes just glanced at Song Xuechun, and he quickly turned around and returned to his original position to sit down, his expression returning to normal.
But there was a layer of dense beads of sweat on Song Xuechun's back, as if she was still recovering from a disaster, and her whole body almost collapsed.
Her hand holding the spoon was trembling uncontrollably, and she could hardly bring the porridge to her mouth, and her legs were shaking constantly.
"Xuechun, what's wrong with you?" Liu Meijun noticed Song Xuechun's strangeness and asked with concern: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Ah, Auntie, I...I..." Song Xuechun hesitated to speak.
She wanted to say that Nie Qingyu was unkind to her, but saying these words in front of him would offend him even more. In addition, Liu Meijun was famous for being a protector of shortcomings. Who dared to speak half of her son in front of this powerful old woman?
The handwriting is not good.
"What's wrong with you? I'll ask the family doctor to check on you later." Liu Meijun said with concern.
"No, it's okay... Auntie, don't worry about me." Song Xuechun lowered her head in grievance.
Liu Meijun realized later and seemed to understand a little bit. But she was really reluctant to give up the porridge her son served her to Song Xuechun. After all, this was the first time she had enjoyed the treatment.
She verbally comforted Song Xuechun: "Qingyu is a little shy and is embarrassed to be too proactive with girls. When you live here for a long time and the two of you gradually become familiar with each other, he will naturally..."
"Ba!" An Ran put down her chopsticks again, stood up with a cold face, said "I'm full." She turned around and left.
Nie Qingyu quickly put down his chopsticks and stood up.
"Qingyu..." Liu Meijun panicked and called him quickly: "Eat with mom for a while longer!"
"No more." After Nie Qingyu said that, he followed An Ran and left the small restaurant.
Liu Meijun fell back into her seat regretfully, secretly blaming herself for not talking too much. She finally had breakfast with her son at the same table, but she messed up. Her heart felt as if something had stabbed her.
But soon she became angry again: "An Ran has such a big temper! If I say a few words about what's wrong, she will throw down her chopsticks and leave if she's not happy. Who can pamper her! Who can pamper her!"
There was silence all around, and everyone murmured: Of course it is your son who spoils her!
"Ouch, I'm so angry!" Liu Meijun couldn't bear to eat, she pressed her stomach and screamed.
"Auntie..." Song Xuechun bit her lip and blamed herself with tears in her eyes: "I'm sorry...it's all my fault..."
Seeing her pitiful look, Liu Meijun couldn't help but pity her, and comforted her: "You are just too sensible, and you take everything on yourself. It's not your fault, it's all An Ran's fault. Don't worry, I'll wait for you later."
Auntie will take care of her for you!"
Seeing that Liu Meijun was still protecting her, Song Xuechun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She blinked her eyes and reminded softly: "As long as Ah Hao is here, I'm afraid no one can touch An Ran."
An Ran left the small restaurant quickly, wanting to get some fresh air outside.
Every time she dines at the same table with Liu Meijun, it is a torture for her. This kind of indifferent contempt makes her feel suffocated, angry and humiliated at the same time.
After all, she and Nie Qingyu still maintained a legally recognized relationship as husband and wife, but Liu Meijun openly matched Nie Qingyu with other girls at the dinner table in front of An Ran, treating her as if she was nothing.
An Ran couldn't bear this humiliation!
Nie Qingyu chased after her and quickly arrived in front of An Ran, blocking her way.
"Go away." An Ran turned her anger and dissatisfaction towards Liu Meijun onto Nie Qingyu. It was all because of him that she had to endure this embarrassment and humiliation!
Nie Qingyu pursed his lips and looked at her without saying a word.
An Ran was so angry that she reached out to push him, but he pulled her into his arms.
"Send her away before dinner today. She won't affect our appetite anymore." Nie Qingyu held her in his arms forcefully and whispered in her ear.