Chapter 77: Losing Your Temper with Me Doesn't Talk About Anything
No one dared to dissatisfy Leng Qianxing, An Qin just left, throwing things related to him to his head, and he didn't have to think about it to know how angry he was at this time.
Xiao Ya can imagine the tragic consequences that An Qin will have to bear afterwards.
"Wait...... Wait," Seeing Leng Qianxing walking farther and farther, Xiao Ya trotted after him. "Anqin is in big trouble here, I think you need to understand."
Leng Qianxing stopped and turned to face Xiaoya.
"It's better enough for me to forgive her, or don't waste my time."
Shinoya nodded......
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The magic capital, the Ann Mansion.
After getting off the plane, An Qin continued to rush non-stop, and arrived at the 'Orchid Garden' at eight o'clock in the evening.
As if predicting that she would return, An Chen asked the kitchen to prepare a few dishes she liked, while she sat at the table and waited.
"Miss is back!" Tian Bo went out to greet her and carried her bag.
"What about him......" An Qin, who entered the room, glanced around, and immediately locked his eyes on An Chen in the restaurant, and walked straight over without waiting for Tian Bo to respond.
I haven't seen her for half a month, the girl has lost a little weight, and it seems that the pressure of work is not small - she has not lived much comfortably without him and from this home.
An Chen raised his wine glass and took a sip of red wine.
"What the hell do you want?" Walking into the restaurant, An Qin looked at An Chen coldly across the table.
"Heh, you've come all the way back, and you're furious. I would like to ask you what do you want? An Chen pulled the corner of his lower lip and asked indifferently.
"I know it's you, and you don't have the right to deprive a patient of a chance to live." An Qin accused. "You immediately call the hospital to restore Wu's mother's medical records."
"Heh-" An Chen sneered, picked up the chopsticks and put a few dishes into the plate, stretched out his long arms, and put the dish on the table in front of An Qin. "You're in a hurry, aren't you hungry?"
An Qin raised her hand and was about to sweep away the dish, but An Chen's cold eyes preemptively stopped her.
"Playing with me can't talk about anything." An Chen made a gesture and motioned for the girl to sit down.
An Qin's hand hanging in the air trembled slightly: Yes, what's the use of being angry? Even if she lifted the whole table, he would back down?
Compared with himself, An Chen is much calmer.
An Qin dropped his hand and sat down.
She grabbed a disinfectant towel and wiped her face to calm herself.
An Chen walked around the table with cold champagne, walked to her side, and poured her wine.
When the wine was poured, he bent down and pressed his lips to her ear: "Welcome home!" ”
An Qin lowered his eyes slightly, disgusted by his intimate little movements.
How could he put aside the brother-sister relationship and make such a move to cross the line? Even if they are not related by blood, they have lived under the same eaves for twenty years, and just a year ago, they were still brother and sister...... In her heart, he has always been her brother, and she used to worship and respect him more.
Ruined, all ruined......
An Qin was extremely sad, she couldn't understand why things were going in such a shameless direction?
"You're surprisingly capable!" An Chen put the bottle back in the ice bucket, and her cold-stained fingers ruffled a strand of her long hair that fell to the side of her face, and pulled it behind her ear. "Not only did I advance my salary and pay the medical bills, but I also thought of 'Didi Chip'...... I've waited so long. ”
"Things between us, troubles don't involve other people." Anqin requested. "Mother Wu is going to have surgery tomorrow, can you ......?"
"Eat first, and then it will be cold after a while?" How could An Chen back down as soon as she pleaded, and he returned to his position.
He is reluctant to talk now, and if he persists, he will lose the opportunity to negotiate later.
An Qin reluctantly closed his mouth and ate the vegetables.
"Compared with Pengcheng's diet, it's still delicious at home, right?" He asked.
An Qin was tasteless, she didn't have his good mood.
For her ignorance, An Chen didn't care about it at all.
He knew her, and she came back this time and never wanted to leave.