It wasn't until he got into the car and felt the powerful aura from the man next to him that An Zimo reacted, he was so shameless and got into the car directly, and he didn't even pause when he agreed..... She has always been cheeky, and she can feel that she is blushing a little at the moment.

An Zimo exhaled lightly, then pretended to look out the window, and inadvertently touched his face, hoping to relieve it.

As soon as I looked up in a trance, I saw a reflection in the window. The silhouette of Shangliang Lingcheng suddenly remembered the slender fingers that he accidentally touched when he got into the car just now. Even in this confined space, she could smell the faint scent of grass on the man.... She just felt hotter and hotter.

Forget it, let's just sit honestly.

Beside him, the man who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed seemed to have noticed nothing, but if he looked closely, he would find that his body was relaxed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

After a few minutes, he slowly opened his eyes, leaned to the right, reached out to open the car window for her, and suddenly a fresh breeze blew in his face.

"It's too stuffy, blowing the wind."

An Zimo said okay with a stiff face, silently withdrew the hand that was held down by the man just about to open the window, his hands were folded, his eyes wandered, and he moved back and forth uneasily.

"Miss Ann." Liang Lingcheng suddenly spoke.

An Zimo looked at it for some reason, and the man was touching the wrench on his thumb, asking her which university she was going to choose as if chatting.

She said a little shyly: "Second master, let's call me Zimo, you have a high seniority, so I can't stand it."

"Zimo!"

Liang Lingcheng's voice was low and deep, and when he called her name, he always felt as if he was being blown by the spring breeze.

An Zimo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and coughed twice to pull back to the topic, "I've always wanted to go to F University, and its journalism and communication majors are very high. But the score line hasn't come out yet, and I don't know if I can get there. ”

She sneered, "Actually, the main thing is that Mr. Kate is there, and I admire him and want to be his student."

Liang Lingcheng raised his eyes, the woman's face was peachy, the bright starlight in her eyes was almost overflowing, and her body was emitting a dazzling light, and his eyes were warm.

"Okay, then we'll see you in S City."

Well? An Zimo tilted his head and asked, "Is the second master going back to S City?"

"Hmm." The man looked at her with a burning gaze, "The eldest brother and sister-in-law are also coming back soon, and they will deal with it when the time comes." Here, there's nothing I do anymore. ”

At this time, the front of the car had already driven into the villa lane, and An Zimo loosened his seat belt, "Second master, I'm here, thank you for sending me back." ”

When he was about to get out of the car, Zimo seemed to think of something, turned his head and hooked his lips slightly, "Second master, I hope I can see you in S City." ”

Looking at the figure rushing away from the window, Liang Lingcheng's eyes narrowed like an eagle's falcon, and his lips hooked up an easy-to-detect smile....

Ye Su looked at the man in the rearview mirror, he didn't want to disturb his good mood, but when he thought of Ding Yigang's helpless voice when he called him, he couldn't help but whisper: "Master, Ding Yigang sent a message, and the little young master has a temper at home."

And smashed a lot of things.

Ye Su said, this little young master is really uneasy, the master is leaving tomorrow, why can't he bear to find guilt at this time....

The man behind him frowned and looked over, his words were full of angry and uneasy guys.

The black phantom galloped away, disappearing in an instant.

Here, as soon as An Zimo entered the door, Aunt Qin smiled and brought her the American ginseng bamboo shredded chicken soup that had been boiling for more than half an hour, took the things in her hand and said, "Miss came back so early today, is it very easy to practice the piano?" Drink some chicken soup, the master will be back soon, and he will be ready to eat as soon as Miss Meng comes back. ”

An Zimo's little face wrinkled when he heard this, and he suddenly felt that the chicken soup he drank in his mouth was bitter.

Shun what, bitter.

Before she could speak, a hearty laugh sounded at the gate, "Haha, my precious daughter works so hard, Master Kate can't say that he doesn't choose you as a disciple!"

It was An Zhicheng, after handing the blazer in his hand to Uncle Zhang, he walked straight here.

"How is it, Zimo, do you have confidence?"

An Zimo returned the soup bowl to Aunt Qin and sneered: "Didn't Dad always think that my sister was more capable of being a disciple of Master Kate than me?" Why did you suddenly say that today?"

Meng Wanwan is learning violin, like her, she has already passed the tenth level and won many awards, every time she mentions it outside, An Zhicheng always praises Meng Wanwan, but he doesn't mention An Zimo, who has also passed the + level first.

An Zhicheng smiled dryly, hugged his daughter's shoulder and came to the living room, "Whatever you say, it's all my daughter, and they're all just as good." It's just that you are the eldest lady of the An family, and it is different to go out with this identity, but Wanwan is different, her identity is embarrassing, if Dad doesn't mention it, no one will know her at all. ”

An Zimo sat on the mahogany chair in the living room, took the pillow and hugged it obediently, blinked his eyes and asked, "Why do you let so many people see her?" She Meng Wanwan has been able to enter our home from the orphanage for so many years, and has always taken care of her like a young lady, let her have no worries about food and clothing, let her go to a noble school, and learn the violin, isn't it already very benevolent and righteous?"

"Zimo, that's not the case..."

"What do you mean then?" An Zimo raised his voice, as if he wanted to vent all his grievances for so many years.

"The An family has only one daughter, you can adopt her, but now you still want her to have our surname! Those who know say that you are benevolent and bodhisattva-hearted, but those who don't know, think that she Meng Wanwan is your biological daughter..."

An Zhicheng interrupted with a roar, "Enough! Zimo, the more you talk about it, the more you lose it! Everyone knows that I, An Zhicheng, only have one daughter, you, An Zimo. He stood up and turned his back to her.

Zimo didn't understand, "Then why?" You're better to her, an outsider, than to me, your own daughter?" She must know the reason today.

An Zhicheng sighed, sat down beside his daughter and patiently explained, "Changing your surname, isn't this also for the marriage contract of the Liang'an family?" The Liang family is a powerful family, and we can't offend. Besides, it's not that you don't want to marry Liang Duoqing?

"That doesn't mean that Meng Wanwan can replace me and marry into the An family!"

An Zhicheng simply broke the jar and broke it, and directly expressed his attitude, "Zimo, this matter has been decided, the procedure is already going, don't say anything." ”

"The company still has something, I won't eat dinner at home, you tell Aunt Qin."

The conversation ended unhappily, An Zimo was extremely depressed, and he only ate a few bites of dinner before returning to the room. By the time she woke up again in a daze, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Touching the sweat on her hands, she was ready to drink some milk and go to the shower. I've been having nightmares lately, and it seems necessary to go to the hospital for a visit.