Chapter 93: The odds of five million

"Hehe, you're so confused!" Ouyang Xuan seemed to respond very casually.

However, he was laughing lightly, but his eyes were always fixed on the side of her face, as if he was guarding against something, carefully capturing every little expression.

"I've always been confused! Moreover, I happened to drink a little too much that night, and I was impulsive! An Ran picked up the ribs in annoyance and carefully stacked them one by one.

Ouyang Xuan took a bite of the apple, smiled, watched An Ran take the potatoes to peel them, and still asked casually: "By the way, you have been living in Nangang City, and you don't know Brother Chen, so you should know something about the power of the Duan family!" ”

An Ran's movements in his hand stopped, and he quickly shook his head and said, "Duan family, I have only read a few words of introduction in the newspaper, and I haven't paid much attention to it!" They don't go to the welfare home to do charity activities! Enterprises without social morality, no matter how powerful they are, I don't bother to pay attention to them! ”

After peeling off a piece of potato skin, he pouted and said: "I only know the people of the Mo family, Mrs. Mo often goes to the welfare home, she either donates money or materials every time, and I don't know any other rich and unkind local tyrants!" ”

Sad! If she knew someone from the Duan family, would she make such a big oolong incident!

If she knew Duan Zechen, she promised that when she saw him, she would definitely take a detour every three feet away!

It won't be like now, even the freedom is gone, and he is still willing to wave the mop here and be an Obasang around the pot!

Ouyang Xuan looked at her annoyed look, not like a disguise, and his expression relaxed.

After being silent for a few seconds, he scratched his head in confusion and said in a low voice: "No, Duan's HFG Group has a special charity fund, and every year it will donate a large amount of money to welfare institutions in the society. ”

"Really? Thank you! An Ran immediately laughed happily, and quickly added: "Our welfare home is privately owned, in fact, we are really short of money now, and the children are in urgent need of surgery fees for corrective surgery." ”

"Don't thank me yet, it's not my business!" Ouyang Xuan frowned, lowered his head and finished nibbling on the apple in his hand in a few bites, and said with a smile: "I'll check it first, and then try to make you happy!" ”

An Ran turned his head to look at him, and still smiled with gratitude: "I am very grateful if you have a heart, whether you can strive for success depends on fate!" ”

"Fate?" Ouyang Xuan was slightly stunned, looked at An carefully again, and suddenly asked again, "By the way, what's going on between you and Brother Chen?" You really want to be a maid for him for the rest of your life! ”

"A madman wants to be enslaved by him for the rest of his life!" An Ran rolled his eyes and muttered gloomily: "I really don't have the money to compensate for his car, according to his contract, I probably won't be able to leave in my life!" ”

He lowered his head and waved the potatoes in his hand vigorously, turned his head to Ouyang Xuan, and said whimsically: "Mr. Ouyang, if one day he can be in a good mood, will he give me an amnesty like the ancient emperor ascended the throne and let me leave immediately?" ”

"Ahem! I've been with him for two years, and I haven't seen him really laugh, let alone be in a 'good mood'! Ouyang Xuan glanced at An Ran sympathetically, and said casually: "The odds you said are similar to five million when you buy a lottery ticket!" ”

As soon as An Ran was told by him, the little hope that ignited in his heart was instantly extinguished, and after sighing, he muttered in a low voice: "His car is too expensive!" I didn't expect to leave that easily. ”