An Ran saw Jiang Mingke after school, his face was not very good, but he didn't say anything, and went directly to the piano room with another teacher to practice.

Jiang Mingke didn't bother, and was busy cooking dinner with the maid.

Hearing from the maid that An Ran likes to eat omelet rice, she deliberately learned to make one.

When the dinner was ready, it was already dark, Shen Fang had not come back, and the housekeeper told Jiang Mingke that the piano teacher had left and An Ran was still in the piano room.

Jiang Mingke went to find her, she was sitting on the carpet, holding a thumb piano in her hand.

Jiang Mingke walked over and sat down beside her, "An Ran, if you're hungry, let's go down and eat!" I made you your favorite omelet rice! ”

An Ran didn't speak, lowered his head, and didn't know if he was making a little mood again.

Jiang Mingke said in a low voice: "Enron, what's wrong?" ”

She reached out to touch her, An Ran quickly dodged and stood up, she raised her eyes to look at Jiang Mingke, "Why do you want to live here?" I don't want to see you. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Mingke was obviously stunned.

Enron continued: "My dad won't like you. ”

With these words, she turned and ran out.

Jiang Mingke's face was a little bad, especially when he heard what An Ran said.

Then there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Mingke raised his eyes and saw that it was the housekeeper Uncle Du.

He bowed slightly towards Jiang Mingke, "Miss Jiang, hello, Mr. just called and said that he would come back later and let you have dinner first." ”

Jiang Mingke nodded, and then asked, "Then did he say when he would come back?" ”

Uncle Du shook his head, "Is there something wrong with Miss Jiang?" ”

Jiang Mingke hurriedly said, "It's okay." ”

Probably because of An Ran's father, Jiang Mingke had ripples in her heart, and after dinner, she looked at the huge house a little distracted.

A maid ran downstairs and said that Enron was losing his temper again.

Jiang Mingke hurriedly went upstairs, only to find that An Ran had run to her room.

When he was close to the door of the room, he heard An Ran shouting sharply, "Don't, don't, you all go out, don't touch me!" ”

The maid's anxious voice came, "Miss An, you put down the scissors quickly, it's dangerous, don't hurt it!" ”

Uncle Du's voice came, "Miss An, please don't do this, Mr. will be angry when he sees it." ”

"I don't want it!"

Jiang Mingke walked over quickly, leaving his clothes and some supplies on the ground.

An Ran was holding a small pair of scissors in her hand, her eyes were full of tears, she cried and said: "You are all liars, I don't want to see you, you all go out!" ”

Seeing her wielding scissors, the maid didn't dare to step forward for a while, Uncle Du was afraid that she would hurt herself, and his face was full of anxiety.

When An Ran saw Jiang Mingke come in, she immediately took a piece of clothing and cut it vigorously with scissors.

"Enron!" Jiang Mingke didn't care about his clothes, he was just afraid that she would hurt herself.

She reached out to grab the scissors, and the scissors instantly scratched her hand, and blood immediately gushed out.

Seeing the blood, An Ran was immediately startled, and the scissors in his hand also fell off.

Jiang Mingke picked up the scissors and handed them to the servant as if he was fine.

She looked at An Ran and said, "An Ran, you can't play with scissors, you know?" It's dangerous, and you'll hurt yourself. ”

An Ran still had some panic on her face, and she looked at Jiang Mingke with teary eyes.

"Enron, don't worry, I'm fine." Jiang Mingke said in a low voice.

Stretching out his hand to comfort her, An Ran hurriedly dodged.

Jiang Mingke smiled helplessly.

The servant took An Ran down, Uncle Du looked at the injury on Jiang Mingke's hand, and hurriedly said, "Miss Jiang, are you injured?" ”

Jiang Mingke said: "A little injury, it's not in the way." ”

Despite what she said, Uncle Du still asked the maid to call a family doctor.

The night is getting darker.

Jiang Mingke sat in front of the bed, looking at the bandaged palm, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

I was like this on my first day at work, and I don't know what it will be like in the future?

She took out her mobile phone and looked at the time, it was past nine o'clock, and Shen Fang had not come back yet.

Don't know what he's up to?

Jiang Mingke hesitated for a moment and sent him a message, "Why are you coming back?" ”