The other side.

An Zhun Jue was looking at the list of persons in charge of suburban villas on the website in the president's office, his brows furrowed, and then the corners of his mouth slowly pulled out a sneer. Yes. This time it was the handle, but it wasn't enough to pull him down. More evidence is needed.

At present, the problem of workers' wages has only been temporarily solved, but An Zhun Jue noticed that the stock of Ann's company has declined.

"Mr. An, the company's stock. Bai Hao said.

An Zhun Jue didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and said, "It's okay, I have a way to deal with it." ”

After finishing his work, An Zhunjue looked up and saw that it was already more than five o'clock, thinking that Lan Weiwan should be about to finish his work at this time, An Zhunjue stood up and walked to a room in the office, and silently took out the clothes that belonged to An San. It is a casual dress. It had been a long time since Ann had worn it.

"Are you done?" An Zhun Jue looked at the message sent by Lan Weiwan on his phone. His long eyelashes drooped, his fingers quickly tapped on the screen, and he sent it over after editing.

"I'm going to get done soon. ”

An Zhuanjue changed his clothes and went out through the back door of the company, during which no one knew. Ann was wearing a black cap with a low brim, so no one noticed him when he went out.

"I'll pick you up. An Zhun Jue received a text message from Lan Weiwan.

An Zhunjue thought for a while, walked to the nearest bus stop sign to An's company, and sent the address to Lan Weiwan.

The other side. Lan Weiwan, who was sitting in the car, received a text message from An San. It's the address.

Lan Weiwan immediately drove off.

Along the way, Lan Weiwan's heart was a little apprehensive, a little happy, and a little guilty. But Lan Weiwan didn't know why, when he saw An San before, he didn't have this strange feeling.

Maybe it's been a long time.

The car quickly drove to the bus stop, and Lan Weiwan saw a tall figure in the distance, and her intuition told her that it was An San.

"Get in the car. The car stopped in front of Anzo. Yasu-san raised his eyes and saw a familiar face. However, when he was with An Zhun Jue, Lan Weiwan was very relaxed in An three years ago.

"Have you been busy these days?" said Ansan suddenly.

Lan Weiwan thought about it, nodded, and said, "The studio has been established, and I have been busy making orders and contacting the factory in the past few days." ”

An San nodded when he heard it, and then said, "Then, is it going well?"

"Luckily, someone helped me. Lan Weiwan said, but did not mention the name An Zhun Jue.

An San sat on the side and glanced at Lan Weiwan meaningfully, this look reminded Lan Weiwan of a person.

"What do you want to eat?" Lan Weiwan was also a little hungry at the moment, so he asked.

"Whatever you eat, you decide. An San replied that Lan was not too late.

Lan Weiwan thought quickly in her mind, and wanted to take An San to eat the Chinese food she and An Zhunjue had eaten, but as soon as she thought about it, the owner of the restaurant was a good friend of An Zhun Jue, so Lan Weiwan turned around and went to another restaurant.

An San looked at the familiar scene outside the window, and then looked at Lan Weiwan, and didn't say much.

After eating, Lan Weiwan said, "I want to go to the beach." ”

"Good. Let's go. Ansan said.

The two came to the beach, there are always a lot of people on the beach in summer, Lan Weiwan doesn't like the place where the crowd is busy, so the two of them walked and walked to a quiet place.

Lan Weiwan looked at the inky sea and sat down slowly. An San also followed.

"Ansan, I've been having a problem lately. It bothered me, I didn't know what to say or who to talk to. Lan Weiwan said.

An San sat on the side and listened quietly, and Xuan immediately asked, "Where is your husband?"

"What can we say? I don't know how to describe the relationship between the two of us. Lan Weiwan shrugged his shoulders as he spoke, and the bitterness in his mouth slowly dissipated.

An San listened to Lan Weiwan talking about her relationship with herself, and he also felt a little strange in his heart. I don't know what to say, how to say it?

"What are you talking about your troubles?" Ansan suddenly asked.

"Have you ever liked someone?" Lan Weiwan asked.

An Sanyi was stunned. Does she have someone she likes?

"Nope. An San said, but a voice in his heart was faintly saying, yes.

When Lan Weiwan heard An San's answer, he suddenly smiled and said, "You are so good-looking, and you have never been in love?"

An San nodded, he had never been in love. But now there is someone who wants to protect.

Is this a liking?

"Forget it, you're too young to understand this. How have you been?" Lan Weiwan asked.

When An San heard Lan Weiwan's words, he nodded and said, "Everything has been fine lately. ”

"That's good, that's good. Lan Weiwan said, suddenly as if he thought of something, hesitated, and still asked: "An San, do you want to come to my studio?" Although my studio is not as good as An Shi, you will not be bullied if you are by my side. ”

When An San heard Lan Weiwan's words, his heart moved,

If you come here, no one will bully you.

"I'm in An's, and no one bullied me, Wanwan. Ansan said. When reading the two words late and late, An San's voice is always exceptionally beautiful.

"That way, we can see each other every day. "It's not too late to be red, maybe it's because of the wine.

"I have a question lately, what is it? do you know?" Lan Weiwan asked.

Without waiting for An San to answer, Lan Weiwan continued to say to himself: "I seem to like someone, I will be very worried when he is injured, I don't know why, obviously I hated him very much at the beginning, but this time, I found that I had changed." ”

"You know what, last night, I almost didn't control myself. ”

Almost kissed him on the forehead.

An San looked at Lan Weiwan's side face and wanted to say something. But he never said anything.

"You know what? I think I might be in love with someone. Lan Weiwan said softly. He immediately lowered his head.

Looking at it from An San's perspective, Lan Weiwan looked like a fluffy rabbit, which made people can't help but feel pity, An San wanted to reach out and touch Lan Weiwan's head, but his hand was just halfway out, but it stopped on the top of Lan Weiwan's head.

"What's wrong?" Lan Weiwan raised his head and asked suspiciously.

An San looked at Lan Weiwan, who raised his head, perhaps because he had drunk some wine, Lan Weiwan's little face was red, and his eyes were wet, more and more like a rabbit.