Nie Qingyu chewed the food gracefully, and occasionally raised his eyes to look at An Ran. Seeing that she was eating happily, he pursed his lips slightly with satisfaction.
An Ran didn't notice Ahao had left at some point until he finished eating a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
Mrs. Liu came over to add some rice to An Ran. She ate a few spoonfuls of rice and then put down her bowl and chopsticks.
Just as An Ran was about to get up, she heard Nie Qingyu's voice: "Are you full?"
She ignored him, but knew that his words would definitely follow.
Sure enough, Nie Qingyu then asked: "That family who came today..."
"It has nothing to do with me!" An Ran quickly denied, and added: "I have severed ties with them a long time ago!"
As for why she severed ties with her uncle's family, she didn't think she had to explain to Nie Qingyu.
Nie Qingyu nodded slightly, but did not pursue the topic any further.
An Ran got up and prepared to go to the study to stay quieter.
"I have invested in a national musical instrument store and there is a shortage of a store manager. You can take up the post after you recover your health." Nie Qingyu answered from behind her.
An Ran stopped, was silent for a moment, and replied coldly: "No need!"
"Why don't you look down on him?" She didn't look back, and she could imagine that the man behind her was raising his eyebrows in displeasure.
"When I get well, I can find a job by myself!" An Ran didn't plan to talk to him anymore. She walked quickly to the sofa, picked up the book she had just read, and then went to the study.
When she entered the study, she locked the door on purpose.
Hey, this man started his old tricks again. Do you want to hit her with a stick again and give her a sweet date to make her stop crying? She will never be fooled by him again!
An Ran took the book and sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He flipped through two pages but couldn't read anything, and fell into a daze.
It's time to leave!
But this time she will be fully prepared to run away, and she will never wander around like she did last time and fall into a trap again.
In fact, she resolutely drove her uncle's family away today in order not to harm them! After all, she was planning to escape from the imperial capital!
After going through so much, An Ran finally saw through that Nie Qingyu was an unreasonable tyrant. She couldn't even hope to persuade him to divorce. Even if they divorced, he would not let her go.
After careful consideration, running away without saying goodbye is the best way to deal with this man.
An Ran threw the book aside, basking in the warm sunlight, and fell asleep without even realizing it.
The door lock rang softly, and the man gently opened the door and walked in.
He walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window and saw An Ran lying on the sofa, fast asleep. He took off his coat and covered her body, and then he lay down next to her.
An Ran immediately got into his arms out of habit and found a comfortable position to continue sleeping.
Nie Qingyu's deep and narrow icy eyes were dyed with a soft color, and his thin lips gently fell on her forehead, her ears, and her hair. This kiss contained no lust, but was full of comfort and compassion.
Then he also closed his eyes and hugged her to take a nap together.
When An Ran woke up, she found herself lying in Nie Qingyu's arms. The man held her slender waist with one hand and put his other hand on her forehead. His long and muscular body was close to her, and his long and powerful legs were still close to her.
Pressing her legs.
The way the two of them hug each other and sleep is a bit too intimate!
She woke up completely and pushed him hard.
Nie Qingyu opened his eyes, and his dark pupils were cold and not at all sleepy. It might even lead to the suspicion that he was pretending to sleep just now.
"You...how did you get in!" An Ran looked at the lock on the door in disbelief. "I remember..."
She locked the door when she came in and brought in the key to the study.
"It was Sister Liu who secretly hid the spare key!" She finally guessed the reason and couldn't help but feel a little more dissatisfied with Sister Liu.
"Don't accuse Mrs. Liu unjustly." Nie Qingyu lightly rejected her guess and explained: "I don't need a key to open this kind of lock."
An Ran didn't believe it at all, snorted coldly, and planned to push him away.
Nie Qingyu had already stood up and picked her up.
"Let go, don't touch me!" An Ran pushed him coldly to show her resistance.
Nie Qingyu still held a big hand on her waist, seemingly without any effort, but she couldn't break free.
"What do you want! I can't..." An Ran blushed, not sure whether it was because of anger or embarrassment.
"What can't be done?" Someone asked with a pure face. "What do you think I want to do?"
"You..." An Ran had no choice but to stop. "Let go, I want to go to the bathroom."
"I'll go with you later." Someone started to go too far.
"You... must be sick!" An Ran couldn't bear it anymore.
"I made some new seasonal skirts for you, do you want to try them out?" he asked in a low voice.
An Ran was startled and looked at him.
"I did it all with my own hands." Nie Qingyu easily controlled her, preventing her from breaking away from his arms. At the same time, he affectionately put his thin lips to her ear and whispered softly: "Specially for you.
Designed by people, you don’t have to worry about matching clothes.”
An Ran bit her lip, trying to pretend not to care, but there was a burning sensation deep in her nose, and there seemed to be mist of tears gathering in her eyes.
She reminded herself countless times not to be fooled by this man's sugar-coated bullets, but when she actually put it into practice, she discovered that her willpower was not that strong.
Nie Qingyu noticed her thoughts and raised his lips with a confident smile. He wrapped one arm tightly around her slender waist, stretched out the other arm, and took out a bulging bag from behind the sofa.
An Ran was carrying this bag when she saw him getting out of the car. It turned out that it was filled with clothes he had made for her.
"These skirts are specially designed and tailored according to your temperament, figure, and skin color. All the accessories, buttons, and zippers are sewn by me myself. The workmanship is perfect without any flaws..." Nie Qingyu unfolded the dresses in the bag one by one.
, and gave An Ran a look one by one.
An Ran wanted to pretend not to care, but her eyes didn't obey the instructions of her brain and she couldn't help but glance at those beautiful dresses.
Despite this, she still said stubbornly: "I haven't worn the skirt you made for me last time."
"That skirt will be out of season soon! These have three-quarter sleeves and short skirts. You can wear them when the weather is hot." Seeing her expression softening, the man took the opportunity to steal a kiss on her cheek. "From now on, you can
I’ve packed all the clothes you’re wearing! Spring, summer, autumn, and winter, I’ll make the clothes for you by myself for each season, and I guarantee you won’t wear the same clothes!”
"..." Who said this man can't talk about love? He can get drunk to death if he wants to flirt!
An Ran used a lot of determination to repeatedly convince herself not to be soft-hearted and not to be deceived by his small favor! She could not forget how her unborn baby was killed!
This man let the murderer of the baby go, he is an accomplice!
She reminded herself over and over again that she would never allow herself to be soft-hearted.
"Knock knock knock" The door of the study room was knocked, the sound was a little urgent.
An Ran breathed a sigh of relief, quickly raised his head and said: "Please come in!"
Someone please interrupt me quickly. She felt that her fragile willpower could no longer hold up under the bombardment of men's sugar-coated bullets!
Mrs. Liu leaned forward and came in, her eyes full of panic: "Madam, the three members of that family are here again, and they brought someone with them, saying he was your father!"