Love in the morning and love in the evening: Master Si loves his wife 1314

An Ran lowered her head and bit her lip.After a long time, he twitched the corner of his mouth and revealed a soft smile: "Since that's the case, why should Mr. Si get angry? Even if you don't say it, I have to do it."

His anger came for no reason, she thought, thought...

Si Muheng's lips were tightly pursed. When An Ran didn't speak, he thought she was dull, but when she spoke, the words made people want to strangle her to death.

"An Ran, do you think that if you provoke me, I will let you go?"

An Ran raised her head, she was so thin that only a few bones were left, only her eyes were still shining, and she could vaguely see a little bit of stubbornness inside.

After staring at each other for a moment, An Ran took the lead to look away.

"I never thought about it."

He hated her so much, wished he could kill her, how could he let her go.

With a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, An Ran dragged his heavy body, looked at the man who was becoming more and more indifferent in the warm yellow afterglow, and spoke again with a tired voice, "Mr. Si, can I go? It's time for the young master to learn English."

Since Si Muheng didn't speak, she didn't dare to leave.When the man gave permission, her legs were already numb. She rubbed her sore legs, not daring to stay in the study for a long time, and limped slowly towards the door.

When he walked to the door, Si Muheng's voice came from behind him.

"An Ran, recognize your identity."

An Ran smiled wryly upon hearing this.

If that one life wasn't enough for her to recognize it, those years in prison were already enough for her to die several times.

……

Today is the weekend, Si Muheng took Si Ran and Cheng Yixin to the amusement park, and they won't be back until evening.

An Ran looked at the burnt fingers and applied the burn ointment.During the whole process, she remained expressionless, as if the ugly and terrifying scar had nothing to do with her.

"Miss An." In the kitchen, seeing her walk in, Wang Ma smiled kindly, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Mother Wang, I've already told you, don't call me Miss An." An Ran said half persuadingly and half helplessly.

Wang Ma showed a naive smile, "I'm used to it, and I can't change it."

Wang Ma is a servant of the Si family villa, just like An Ran.But as early as when An Ran was young mistress Si, Wang Ma was already there. When she saw An Ran again, instead of ridiculing her, she called her "young mistress" as always.

An Ran said it many times before she changed her name to "Miss An".

An Ran sat by the side to help her choose dishes.

Wang Ma is getting old, and her daughter is about the same age as An Ran, so she will inevitably be a little nagging. many happy times.

"The burn ointment, how do you use it?" Wang Ma asked.

An Ran nodded, "It's very useful, it doesn't hurt anymore." As she spoke, she stretched out her finger.Wang Ma felt distressed when she took a look at it. The ten fingers that were originally slender as green onions had worn out thick calluses, and there were still many scars.

deep, shallow...

Wang Ma held her finger, and seeing Wang Ma's distressed eyes, An Ran hurriedly comforted her: "It's okay, Wang Ma, it's already healed, it doesn't hurt at all, really."

The more she said that, the more sad Wang Ma became, and she couldn't help but whispered: "Sir, why, why... Sigh."

When An Ran heard this, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she changed the topic with a smile.

In the evening, the family of three came back from the amusement park, An Ran took Si Ran upstairs to study, Cheng Yixin went to take a bath, and Si Muheng went into the study.

After a while, Wang Ma opened the door cautiously, and called out in a low voice, "Sir."

Si Muheng gave a "hmm". After Wang Ma came in, she took out a small notebook from her bag and began to report very skillfully.

"I ate a bowl of porridge, a deep-fried dough stick and a cup of soy milk for breakfast, came to the kitchen at nine o'clock to help me choose dishes, and returned to my room at ten o'clock..."

"She didn't go out?"

Wang Ma shook her head.

Si Muheng paused, and then asked: "What else did you do?"

"She said the ointment you gave is very useful." Wang Ma said cheerfully, "Sir, since the young mistress has returned..."

"Wang Ma."

With those two words, the man showed no expression. Wang Ma stopped suddenly, and after realizing it, she hurriedly said, "I'm sorry sir, I made a slip of the tongue, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The person who kept apologizing in front of him overlapped with a thin and slender figure, Si Muheng frowned, feeling inexplicably upset, and waved his hand to make Wang Ma back down.

Wang Ma acted as if she had received an amnesty, and she took him to the door before leaving.

He was the only one left in the study, Si Muheng got up, stood by the window, overlooking the whole city.

He is not a person who cares about the living environment. An Ran insisted on buying this lot before he bought it.He remembered her excuse back then.