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"what happened?"

A cold and magnetic voice sounded, and when everyone turned their heads, when they saw Jun Mohan, their faces showed a look of nympho.

Jun Mohan saw An Xiaoxiao's distressed appearance clearly, took a step forward, held her hand, and sized her up nervously.

"An'an, what's the matter?"

"I'm fine, I just wasted your time."

An Xiaoxiao said bitterly, Jun Mohan watched the flower he carefully crafted disappear, and was replaced by anger, "Who is it?"

Xia Lan's body trembled, she never thought that what she guessed just now was true, the makeup on An Xiaoxiao's face was really done by Jun Mohan, thinking of this, she slowly backed away.

"It's you."

When Xia Lan heard this voice, her eyes were filled with horror. When she raised her head, she met a pair of eyes without any warmth, and her face turned pale.

"Young Master, I don't understand what you said."

"Since you don't understand, I'll tell you."

Just as Jun Mohan finished speaking, what happened just now appeared on the big screen in the middle, and Xia Lan was so frightened that she sat on the ground. She never thought that there would be monitoring at the banquet.

When the facts were in front of her eyes, Xia Lan was frightened, and looked at An Xiaoxiao pitifully.

"Mrs. Jun, it's my fault. I'm obsessed with ghosts. You asked Mr. Jun to let me go."

Xia Lan's makeup was wet with tears, and her face was colorfully intertwined. It was no different from the clown, and she couldn't be seen as the flamboyant her on the screen.

An Xiaoxiao was a little soft-hearted, and pulled Jun Mohan's hand, "Mo, she didn't do it on purpose."

"An'an, you are just too kind, be good, I have a sense of proportion."

Jun Mohan patted An Xiaoxiao's hand lovingly, looked at Xia Lan on the ground with cold eyes, and said with a cold voice, "Get out."

"Thank you young master, thank you young master."

Xia Lan said excitedly, when she left here, she ran very fast, but she didn't know that after leaving here, she had already been blacklisted by the wealthy families in F city.

Seeing Xia Lan's distressed look, An Yuxin said with a smile, "Sister, look how ugly she runs, and she lost her shoes."

"What's your name?"

When An Xiaoxiao's voice came, An Yuxin immediately turned her head, and said with a smile: "My name is An Yuxin, how about you, sister?"

"Don't you know my name?"

"Should I know? No, all I know is that my sister is Young Master Jun's wife, what's her name, I really didn't pay attention."

An Yuxin tilted her head, her small face wrinkled into a ball. Seeing her like this, An Xiaoxiao felt a sense of kindness for some reason, and said in a low voice, "My name is An Xiaoxiao."

"My sister's surname is An, and I'm also surnamed An. Maybe we were a family hundreds of years ago."

An Yuxin's mischievous words made An Xiaoxiao laugh, and Jun Mohan's handsome face flashed a flash of thought. This girl should be An Shide's granddaughter, An An's father's niece, and her sister.

Is what happened just a coincidence, or was it designed, just to gain An An's trust and get close to them.

In the end, An Fei'er couldn't bear the curiosity in her heart, and walked over. Sure enough, when she saw An Xiaoxiao's face clearly, she was stunned.

What my father said was right, they really looked alike, almost like they were carved out of the same mold.

"Young Master Jun, Mrs. Jun, what happened just now was our negligence. I'm sorry to surprise you."

An Xiaoxiao looked at the woman who suddenly appeared suspiciously. What was the reason for her shocked expression just now?
"An An, this is the acting president of An's Group, and also the daughter of Mr. An just now."

Hearing Jun Mohan's explanation, An Xiaoxiao smiled, looked at An Fei'er, and said politely: "Miss An doesn't need to be so polite."

"Madam Jun is really beautiful."

A faint blush appeared on An Xiaoxiao's cheeks, "Miss An is also very beautiful."

"Sister, your sentence is wrong. You call my mommy Miss An, and you call me Miss An. How do you tell the difference?"

"What do you say?"

An Xiaoxiao threw this question to An Yuxin, and looked at her with a smile.

"You can call me Yuxin or Xinxin. I will call you sister."

"It seems that what the woman said is not wrong. Xinxin really likes to misidentify her sister."

An Xiaoxiao said jokingly, with a hint of intimacy in her tone, it could be seen that she really liked this An Yuxin very much.

Jun Mohan noticed this, and An Fei'er noticed it too, with faint disapproval in his eyes, and before An Xiaoxiao could speak, he said in a blunt tone: "Xinxin, if you're messing around, big or small, You go back to the bedroom."

"Mum, this is a matter between me and my sister. It doesn't matter whether you agree or not."

An Yuxin and her mother, An Fei'er, were talking harshly, and An Xiaoxiao, who was caught between them, suddenly felt very embarrassed. Although the hostility from this woman was very weak, she still felt it.

Looking at the sullen An Yuxin who was pouting beside her, An Xiaoxiao deliberately lowered her tone and changed the topic.

"Xinxin, listen to your mother, if you like me, you can come and find me when you're free."

"So, my sister has agreed to be my model."

An Yuxin was very upset when she heard the first half of An Xiaoxiao's words, but when she finished listening, she looked at her with bright eyes, and her tone couldn't conceal her joy.

An Xiaoxiao froze there, where did this girl hear that she agreed, and when she was about to correct her, An Yuxin took her hand.

"Sister, I have clean clothes on it, why don't you go up and change?"

Jun Mohan separated their hands calmly, elegantly wiped the fingertips that accidentally touched An Yuxin with a tissue, and looked at An Xiaoxiao dotingly.

"An'an, here are the clothes."

Following his gaze, An Xiaoxiao saw Leng Si walking over with a gift box, and looked at Jun Mohan with a smile. He was still so caring, and thought of everything.

Leng Si handed the things to Jun Mohan respectfully, "Master Jun, the things have been delivered."

"Go down."

After waving his hand, Leng Si left here, and An Fei'er took the lead to say: "Young Master Jun, there is a clean room here, Madam can go in and change clothes."

"Ah."

Jun Mohan responded lightly, took An Xiaoxiao's hand and walked in. The moment he closed the door, his expression was very ugly, with a hint of anger.

"Why fight back?"

"The dog bites me, should I bite back? I'm afraid of the smell."

An Xiaoxiao frowned, and said mischievously, upon hearing her words, a smile flashed across Jun Mohan's eyes, and his expression remained calm, "I'm not going to be an example."

"Okay, there will be no next time."

An Xiaoxiao raised her hand with a smile, then snuggled into Jun Mohan's arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist, "In the future, if others bully me, I'll come to you, okay?"