When I saw the scene outside the window, I suddenly became angry.
"Grandpa scolded me earlier, but now he is smiling so happily at Gu Ning!"
She is the most favored eldest lady of the An family!
She is grandpa’s favorite granddaughter!
Realizing that her daughter was not the least bit stupid, Ding Shuli gave up completely.
There was a bit of disappointment on her charming face.
But he still looked towards his son, An Mingzhi, and asked, "Mingzhi, what did you see?"
There was a hint of fear on An Mingzhi's handsome face.
He pursed his lips tightly, "It means that soon, Gu Ning will enter the house!"
When he said this sentence, his tone suddenly rose a bit,
Subconsciously, he grabbed the cotton curtain next to him and said, "And the fate of the second room of An's family is our fate."
In other words, the fate of An Mingpeng and An Xiaohui is their fate.
As soon as An Mingzhi said these words, the room became completely quiet.
Wang Ma, who originally came to clean the house, was also frightened and dropped the enamel basin in her hand. With a clang, the basin fell to the ground and water sprayed freely.
It immediately attracted the attention of Ding Shuli, mother and son.
When I saw it was Wang Ma.
Ding Shuli frowned subconsciously, but relaxed quickly.
She wore small leather shoes and a long sweater that was slightly nipped in at the waist, which made her waist more slender and her legs more charming.
She looks nothing like a mother who has given birth to two children.
Ding Shuli knelt down, picked up the enamel basin on the ground, and handed it to Wang Ma.
"Wang Ma, you should know what to say and what not to say!"
Wang Ma was trembling, she had always looked down on Ding Shuli.
She is Lin Cuiying's mother-in-law, and she has always been in front of Lin Cuiying, her mother-in-law.
Women who are submissive and as stupid as pigs are somewhat despised.
But she never thought that the woman she despised could be so aggressive.
Wang Ma was so busy that she lowered her head and said, "Yes, Madam."
"Okay, you go down!"
After a pause, he noticed Wang Ma who had turned around.
Ding Shuli said lightly, "Today, Gu Ning made you make such a big fool of yourself. You shouldn't have forgotten her so quickly, right?"
Once you say this.
The enamel basin that Wang Ma was holding in her hand suddenly tightened a little.
A trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, but she quickly covered it up, "Madam, I am from your side."
This sentence is very subtle.
At this time, say this kind of thing.
I have to say, Wang Ma is really a smart person.
Although Ding Shuli is not a very smart person, she has been trained by Lin Cuiying for twenty years, so she is not a fool either.
She walked to Wang Ma's side, helped her tidy up her messy hair, and condescended to say, "Wang Ma, happy to cooperate."
Nothing was said, but it seemed like everything was said.
Wang Ma raised her hand tremblingly and held Ding Shuli's hand, but she felt a little anxious in her heart.
I don't know if this is the right thing to do.
Wait until Queen Mother leaves.
An Jiao was a little unhappy, "Mom, why are you so polite to a servant?"
As soon as she said this, Ding Shuli subconsciously raised her hand.
But when I saw my daughter's face that was swollen like a pig's head, I couldn't take it anymore.
She said bitterly, "Idiot!"
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"
He was bullied by Gu Ning and scolded by his grandfather, and now even his own mother despises him and scolds him.
An Jiao was so angry that she trembled all over, covered her face, and yelled angrily, "You are still not my biological mother!"
As soon as she finished speaking, before Ding Shuli and An Mingzhi could react, she had already run away.
All I heard was the slamming of the door.
This is locking yourself inside the house.
Ding Shuli pinched her eyebrows with a headache and felt a little tired:
"Mingzhi, you have also seen that your sister is a helpless person. Mom can only rely on you."
An Mingzhi pursed his lips and had a handsome face. No one could tell what he was thinking.
And Ding Shuli continued, "Now, the enemies have already arrived at our doorstep. Mingzhi, we can't just sit back and wait for death."
"So, Mom, what are you going to do? Repeat grandma's old path?"
An Mingzhi suddenly interrupted her and asked bluntly.
This sudden question interrupted all Ding Shuli's thoughts.
She was suddenly a little stunned, "We are now in a life-and-death situation with Gu Ning. Gu Ning's survival is the biggest threat to us!"
An Mingzhi disagreed with this.
After all, he had studied and studied, and when he was a child, Mr. An personally took him by his side and taught him for several years.
The way we look at the problem is also different.
An Mingzhi's voice was a little deep, "Mom, haven't you had enough of the previous lessons?"
Ding Shuli didn't say anything.
An Mingzhi thought his mother had forgotten it, so he couldn't help but mention it repeatedly.
"At first, the second aunt and the second uncle wanted Gu Ning to marry An Yiping. But now, An Yiping is in prison.
And you and grandma, Mom, why do you think you are staying in Anjia safely now instead of meeting the same fate as grandma?"
"Don't you know?
My son came to tell you because of all the things that harmed people before. You were just a conspirator, and grandma was the mastermind, so she went to jail.
You are still in Anjia, and you can be the eldest mistress of Anjia with peace of mind!"
"But Mom, you are different now. You plan to take action yourself. Do you think you can kill Gu Ning in one go?"
Killed?
These three words, spoken from An Mingzhi's mouth, carry a somewhat different meaning.
But the question left Ding Shuli speechless. She whispered, "But if we don't take action, we will have no chance!"
"wrong!"
An Mingzhi interrupted his mother on the spot, "Mom, if you do it, you are really doomed!"
"Mom, do you think you are as smart as your grandma? Or as smart as your second aunt? Look where your grandma is now? Where is your second aunt now?
They are all sitting in prison, Mom, they are such powerful people, but they are no match for Gu Ning, do you think you are Gu Ning's match?"
My son's words were like a wake-up call.
Ding Shuli drank like a thunderbolt, and she staggered.
"Then - then, what should I do? Can I just watch helplessly as Gu Ning breaks into the house and takes away everything from the An family?"
Anjia, from the beginning, she regarded it as her own.
Everything in the An family belongs to his son and daughter.
Now he is going to be snatched away by Gu Ning, an outsider.
How could she be willing to do so!
An Mingzhi was not willing to give in, and he felt uncomfortable, but the only good thing about him was that he had a conscience and was sober enough.
He straightened his back, held his mother's arm firmly, and looked at her level, "Mom, there is a way."
"What can I do?"
Ding Shuli was so panicked that she held on to her son tightly as if she was holding on to the last straw.
An Mingzhi lowered his eyes and said restrainedly, "I'm better than Gu Ning!"
Only if he is better than Gu Ning will Mr. An see his existence.
Only if he is better than Gu Ning, will An Lao be willing to hand over everything in the An family to him.
Including, An Lao’s personal connections.
These words seemed to have suddenly opened up Ding Shuli's second line of Ren and Du.
Her eyes were shining brightly, she grabbed her son's hand and said forcefully, "Mingzhi, you must be better than Gu Ning. Mom and your sister both depend on you!"
An Mingzhi hummed, opened the curtains, lowered his head and looked out the window, far away.
You could only vaguely see the cheerful smile on Gu Ning's face.
It is truly free from any dust.
Gu Ning, who was downstairs, seemed to have noticed that someone was peeking at her. She, who had been talking to Mr. An, suddenly raised her head and looked directly at the second floor window.
She didn't know who was behind the window.
However, she didn't respond. She smiled provocatively behind the window.
That smile scared An Mingzhi away from the curtains in his hands. The curtains suddenly fell down and hit the wall, making a rustling sound.
"What's wrong? Name?"
Ding Shuli asked anxiously.
When I think of that confident and flamboyant smile from before.
An Mingzhi felt a little more uncertain. Can he really be better than Gu Ning?
An Mingzhi became increasingly uncertain.
He suddenly asked, "Mom, is there a painting competition in Anju City next month?"
Ding Shuli didn't understand why her son asked so, but she still nodded.
"Yes, the Painting Association sent me an invitation letter to be a judge, but during this period, my family was too busy, so I haven't replied to them yet."
"Mom, agree!"
Ding Shuli was shocked by the sudden and careless words, "Mingzhi, you also want to participate!"
An Mingzhi lowered his eyes, with fire burning in his chest, "I want to defeat her!"
Defeat her where she is most proud, defeat her in all aspects, only in this way can Gu Ning's majesty be destroyed.
It also allows grandpa to see the people in their big house.
Ding Shuli's eyes lit up, "Okay, mom will take over the job of being a judge now!"
As for his son losing to Gu Ning, that is impossible.
How many years has Gu Ning studied painting? How many years has her son studied?
Mingzhi has been learning it since he was a child, not to mention that he has always kept it secret.
The An family has always been low-key, and the son, who has been taken care of by the old man for several years, has also inherited the old man's traditional virtues.
Therefore, not many people outside know that Mingzhi is good at painting.
When she thought of this, Ding Shuli seemed to have a smile on her face, and she could almost see Gu Ning's failure.
She couldn't help but laugh heartily.
And downstairs.
Gu Ning didn't know it yet, but he already had an enemy after coming to An's house.
Of course, she wouldn't care if she knew.
Mr. An noticed that she suddenly fell silent.
Following her gaze, he saw the window, which was far away.
Only a vague figure leaving could be seen.
Mr. An's voice was deep, "In recent years, they have become more and more unpopular!"
No matter who the person behind is, peeping is always looked down upon.
Gu Ning smiled and didn't answer Mr. An's words. I don't know if that was the case.
The old man can criticize people in the An family, but she cannot.
On the other side, Uncle Zhang had already put two large boxes of pineapple flowers and trees in the trunk.
As for the clothes hanger, it seems a little too big to fit.
Gu Ning and Uncle Zhang directly used hemp rope to tie the clothes hanger to the top of the car.
Although it doesn't look good, it's fine if you can carry it.
After he installed it, Gu Ning and An Lao got in the car. Coincidentally, they were about to leave.
I happened to meet Zhao Jian'an after get off work. He was wearing a navy blue coat and carrying a briefcase, walking to An's house.
He has a tall and straight figure, as gentle as jade, and a pair of clear and thin eyebrows.
Even though it was a little late, he was still unhurried and unhurried, which really reflected a sentence.
The young master is like jade.
Old An, who had already gotten into the car, was the first to see him and said to Gu Ning:
"Do you think that's Jian'an?"
Gu Ning looked back and saw, good guy, it's true.
Because besides Zhao Jianan, she can't find anyone else who walks like this.
So, he signaled Uncle Zhang to press the car horn, and the beeping car horn was pressed.
Naturally, Zhao Jianan was alarmed, and he walked over in three steps and two steps.
Before I even got there, I saw the pretty face at the window, with a fair complexion, exquisite facial features, and an incredibly bright face.
Zhao Jianan's breath hitched, he looked away, and took the lead in greeting Mr. An, "Teacher?"
This is where to go.
He didn't ask.
But the expression on his face showed that it depends on the situation.
Mr. An did not treat him as an outsider.
Through the window, she said to him, "I got a carp, and I plan to go to Pingle's for a meal. Do you want to go with me?"
To some extent.
Zhao Jianan is more like a grandson of Mr. An.
And he is an extremely excellent grandson.
If he hadn't been the backbone of the Zhao family, he would have even considered bringing him to the An family.
A trace of surprise flashed in Zhao Jianan's eyes, and he subconsciously turned to look at Gu Ning, "Is that okay?"
His voice was clear and had just the right amount of politeness.
But the most amazing thing is that face.
As warm and moist as jade, extremely clean and transparent.
However, Gu Ning was used to seeing Zhou Zhiyuan's extremely handsome face.
At this moment, I couldn't help but feel choked for breath.
If we say Zhou Zhiyuan is handsome, strong and tough.
Zhao Jianan, on the other hand, has a kind of warmth, cleanliness, and clarity that shines from his bones.
These are two completely different extremes.
However, everyone is a leader among the opposite sex.
Gu Ning originally planned to refuse, but then she thought about what An Lao said before that she needed Zhao Jianan's help to make up lessons for her.
So, Gu Ning quickly changed her mind and said, "Of course!"
When she raised her head, she revealed her fair and slender neck, with a perfect arc.
From Zhao Jianan’s perspective,
You can even see the tiny down on her neck. Under the reflection of the sun and white snow, it is smooth and delicate, as if it were fine white suet jade.
I just don't know how it feels.
I realized that my thoughts had strayed to this point, and that they were so wild.
Zhao Jianan's face also turned red.
It's just that Mr. An and Gu Ning were talking and didn't notice.
Perhaps it was because of Meng Lang before that Zhao Jianan got into the back seat, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Even though he was sitting there, even though he was two feet away from Gu Ning, he still couldn't help but breathe in the sweet fragrance in his nose.
Like gardenia, fresh and elegant.
But it is impossible to ignore.
Along the way, Zhao Jianan was in a daze.
But Gu Ning was thinking about how to tell Zhao Jianan to give her extra lessons.
After all, Mr. An is Mr. An, and she is her.
She and Zhao Jian'an haven't gotten to know each other to this extent yet.
After waiting until they got off the bus, An Lao took the lead and entered Gu's house.
And outside the courtyard.
The young and handsome man who has been waiting for Gu Ning to come back.
I was standing under the big locust tree in the distance, smoking quietly.
When he saw Gu Ning appear, he stamped out the cigarette butt and subconsciously stepped forward.
But halfway through, I saw another tall figure getting out of the car.
That's Zhao Jian'an——
A member of the opposite sex.
The man's footsteps paused, as if he had taken root, and he could no longer take a step forward.
Even his heart shrank in pain.
Gu Ning didn't notice at all that someone was waiting for her at the door.
At this moment, he called out to Zhao Jian'an, "Brother Jian'an, I have something to do with you."
The sound is clear and crisp, like a silver bell.
Zhao Jianan's ears suddenly turned red. She called him alone. Was she going to confess to herself?
Gu Ning felt that Zhao Jianan was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.
Forget it, she quickly cut through the mess and went straight to the point.
"Brother Jian'an? How do you charge?"
Zhao Jianan, "???"
My date doesn’t cost money!
It’s free!
Talking about money hurts feelings.
Gu Ning couldn't help but say, "That's it! Is it okay for one dollar at a time?"
She felt that she was a bit stingy, as a tutoring lesson only cost one yuan.
But as long as you know, a teacher's monthly salary is only 40 yuan.
And making up thirty times a month is equivalent to one month's salary.
Gu Ning felt that the price he paid was high!
Zhao Jianan was in a daze. Is it one yuan a time to have sex with someone?
Is he that cheap?
silence!
When Gu Ning saw his silence, she thought he was too young, so she opened her mouth.
"That's two yuan, two yuan at a time. Brother Jian'an, it's too much. I really can't afford it!"
"Can't you make up for it?" Zhao Jian'an suddenly grasped the key point, "What can't be made up for?"
"I need to make up the lessons! Didn't Mr. An tell you? I want you to help me make up the lessons."