Chapter Seventy-Seven: How can I take it lightly against you

Hearing his good grandson say this, Old Man Du was really a little moved, he put his grandson on board to pay off the "debt of conscience", not exactly pushing his grandson into the fire pit, but An Ye and Du Moran have been together since childhood, and they are very familiar. An Ye is simple and easy to control, even if his grandson regrets it in the future, An Ye is also very easy to deal with, and he will not be entangled like crazy.

An Ye was stunned by Du Moran's superb acting skills, why didn't this person enter the showbiz, how much energy would he save the director because he was not NG at all!

Do you have to force her to say the name of his girlfriend he secretly dated in the United States? An Ye will not be so stupid as to fight with the Du family and not prepare at all, the other party is the Du family, it is Du Moran, if he does not make thorough preparations, he will be eaten by the other party to the bone.

"Du Moran, I don't want to get entangled in this matter anymore, your relationship history is too complicated, I am not the person you really like and want to spend the rest of your life with, why do you deceive me, deceive grandpa, deceive - Liu Yuwei?"

Sure enough, when Liu Yuwei was mentioned, Du Moran's face changed in shock, becoming pale and glowing with cold light.

Liu Yuwei is indeed the girlfriend he is going to date, but now the relationship is not confirmed, he dares to guarantee that even Du Mohui doesn't know about this matter, how did she know?

An Ye glanced at Du Moran calmly, and then turned to Old Man Du and said, "Grandpa Du, you already know the general situation, I am not going to stop Du Moran's right to pursue happiness, I sincerely came to cancel the marriage contract today, and I also came to return the ring." ”

An Ye calmly took out a small diamond ring from his backpack that was completely inconsistent with the Du family's financial resources and put it in front of Du Moran.

Zhao Zhihui felt that it was time, so he spoke: "In the future, An Ye and Du Moran will marry at will, and they will no longer be related." ”

Old Man Du was very angry, he turned his head to look at Du Moran with a pale face and knew that what An Ye said was not a lie. An Ye can be regarded as a person who grew up watching him, he is very honest and can't lie at all, and Du Moran has always agreed to this marriage that is completely "not the right door and the wrong household" in order to be filial to his grandfather, and now the fault is completely on his grandson, and he can't say anything for a while.

Old Man Du stabilized his feelings, looked at An Ye's eyes that looked like An Siyu, and the conscience that should have been blocked in his heart turned into a deeper and heavier blood hole.

An Ye looked at him like An Siyu was looking at him, which made him a little creepy.

"That's it, that's it, the twisted melon is not sweet, this matter is over. But An Ye, you have to know, I have a relationship with your grandfather and your father, and I have a lot of friendship, if you need my help in the future, just ask, and you also know that Mo Ran's grandmother likes you very much, and you will often come to see her in the future. As if he was a little tired, Old Man Du leaned back on the square-backed chair and rubbed his temples.

An Ye nodded, she put the brown oil-paper-sealed pastries she had been holding in her arms on the table, and then asked with great concern: "Grandma's situation is good, this is the shortbread I bought for her, if there is nothing wrong, my mother and I will leave." ”

An Ye actually wanted to go to see Mrs. Du, but she knew that today was not the time, and she had just divorced, so it was a bit deliberate to go to see Du Moran's grandmother.

"Mo Ran's grandmother is hospitalized, your mother-in-law, oh, Mo Ran's mother is taking care of her in the hospital, there is no big problem, but she got lost in the villa a while ago, and she looked for a long time, and later found that she was watering the flowers in the flower garden, got a body of water, and caught a cold." Old Man Du deserves to be Old Man Du, even if the marriage contract is canceled, it will make An Ye feel uncomfortable and feel that his conscience is condemned.

In the past, every time An Ye came to see her, he would accompany her to the flower garden. Of course, Old Man Du said this, An Ye knew why, but she didn't have too many expressions, but said, "Grandma is fine, I'll go to see her." ”

Du Moran looked at An Ye calmly, with mixed feelings in his heart. Is An Ye like this? Was that how it was in the beginning? Who is the person who is so afraid and willing to pay a qiē for him, who cuts short and has grown a lot of long hair for him, and who is the person who is stunned for his few words of encouragement to be admitted to the acting department?

That humble, poor, long-winded An Ye seemed to have died on the current An Ye, and then grew a brand new An Ye, An Ye he didn't know at all. It's not scientific, it's very unscientific.

This matter was finally resolved, and An Ye breathed a sigh of relief. Zhao Zhihui was also very relieved, gently touched An Ye's arm, and looked at his daughter with encouraging eyes.

Finally, it has nothing to do with the Du family, if the Du family really owes the An family's blood debt, then it can finally be blatantly crusaded against and hated.

"Really divorced?" Seeing An Ye return home, An Yi got up from the sofa and asked with great interest.

An Ye nodded silently, she had never been so relaxed, she felt that the whole person was no longer so unlucky, as if she had thrown away a gem that had been spelled, it was a pity in the eyes of others, but in her eyes it was a relief.

"It's a good thing to get out of marriage, you can finally live for yourself." An Yi put his hand on An Ye's shoulder and said with an old-fashioned emotion.

An Ye smiled, didn't speak, and left the Du family, the qiē in his eyes became more real and warmer.

There is still half a month to start school, An Ye and An Yi decided to do their best to find a classroom to open a studio, and the brother and sister looked for a lot of places, and finally found a 60-square-meter classroom near the High School Attached to Normal University in Weicheng.

The rent is 6,000 yuan per month, and the water and electricity bills are additional, so the rent is not cheap, and the advantage is that there is a great demand for studios here, and it is also a place where students are concentrated.

Although Zhao Zhihui's artistic talent has been dusted by the trivial things of life, it is not impossible to get it back, and the most important thing is that she has a solid foundation in art, which can never be forgotten, and these foundations are really needed for art students who want to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts.

After An Ye and An Yi took a good look at the classroom, they took Zhao Zhihui to see the classroom, she was very satisfied after looking around, whether it was used for teaching or for art exhibitions in the future, it was a good place.

"Mom, the storage room at home is full of your previous paintings, we ask someone to transport them to the classroom to hang them, which can not only increase the artistic atmosphere of the studio, but also let the students who come to sign up see your ability." An Ye felt distressed when he thought of the paintings created by Zhao Zhihui, all of which were placed in the storage room.

Zhao Zhihui was not too optimistic, she glanced around the empty classroom, picked up a carbon pencil that fell on the ground, and gently scribbled on the ground, saying while drawing: "When you were young, your mother and I thought that as long as I drew well, I would be able to explain a qiē, but now, it's not like I've given up painting."

These students come to the studio to learn to paint, in fact, it has little to do with art, what they want is to be able to get high scores, and then enter a good art academy for further study, what I want to do is to be their springboard, fortunately, your mother and I have a strong foundation, and some things can not be forgotten once they learn to forget. ”