After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

"Auntie—" Anya was a little surprised when she saw Lu's mother. After all, she knew very well that Lu's mother, Li Jiao, didn't like her.

"Oh my god, it's you..." Li Jiao replied helplessly. She had just returned to her manor and was humming happily. Unexpectedly, she bumped into Anya head-on, which changed her mood. It got terrible in an instant.

She frowned, looked at Anya, and murmured to herself: "When did this little girl come here? It seems that she is pestering our family Qian again. My son has a baby now. If you hadn't come from the middle If they get involved, Lu Qian and Wen Qing might have gotten married. Then I can see my pregnant daughter-in-law every day, and soon I will be able to legitimately hold my grandson..."

The anger in Li Jiao's heart grew stronger and stronger, and even Anya's eyes showed a bit of displeasure. She tried her best to suppress her emotions, but her tone still seemed a bit stiff.

"What are you doing here?" Li Jiao tried her best to sound gentler, not wanting Anya to think that she disliked her. However, her words ultimately revealed her true feelings.

Anya knew that there was some displeasure in Lu's mother's tone, but she didn't care about it. After all, no matter whether Lu's mother Li Jiao likes her or not, it can't change the fact that she is about to marry Lu Qian.

She chuckled and said, "I was originally here to deliver soup to Qian, but he suddenly had something urgent and changed his schedule, so I didn't see him, so I left the soup in the kitchen." Her face was filled with happiness. The light seemed to announce her joy to everything around her.

"You kid—" Mother Lu softened her tone when she saw Anya was so infatuated with her son. "Yaya, didn't my aunt tell you? The chefs in the Lu family are all the best in the country, so there's nothing you want to eat. You're a girl, you spend all day in the kitchen, and your little hands are soaked by the water. But how can we do it?"

Although there was a bit of anger in Lu Mu's words, her tone had obviously softened a lot.

"Auntie, I like to make soup for her. Isn't there a saying that says, 'If you love someone, you have to wash your hands and make soup for him? Don't you do the same thing every day?'" After saying this, Anya smiled and held Lu Mu's arms. arms.

"This-" Mother Lu was a little overwhelmed by Anya's sudden move. Unable to break away, he could only let her hold her arm and walk inside.

"Aunt, you look a little tired... I'll put some bath water in for you and give you a massage. You can have a good sleep later." Anya's tone was full of concern.

"Oh - Butler Fan arranged the bath water and massage before I got home. You kid, just send me upstairs and get busy. You young people, do something interesting without having to accompany me, an old man. "Lu Mu Li Jiao refused.

"Okay, then I'll take you upstairs." Anya took Lu Mu's hand affectionately and entered the elevator.

The elevator at home is usually only used for road railing or when moving heavy objects. Others prefer walking up the stairs.

However, at this moment, Li Jiao's inner torment was beyond words. Although she felt on pins and needles in the short time she was held by Anya's arm and walked into the elevator, she really didn't know how to refuse Anya. Anya's behavior is very different from before. She has become more proactive and no longer avoids herself as before. Now Anya always approaches her proactively, which makes Li Jiao feel a little unprepared.

Finally, the elevator stopped at the third floor, which was also the floor where Lu's mother Li Jiao's bedroom was located.

"Okay, Yaya, go back quickly - Auntie will go to rest directly after taking a bath." Li Jiao's voice seemed a bit stiff, as if she was hinting at something.

She stopped looking at Anya, pulled her arm out of Anya's, turned around and went back to the room.

However, Anya didn't seem to notice her uneasiness. She just smiled and said, "Auntie, have a good rest. I will come to see you tomorrow..." Her tone still revealed deep concern and respect.

The elevator door slowly closed, Anya's smile gradually disappeared, and her face instantly returned to an expressionless state. She took a deep breath, but in fact her emotions did not fluctuate at all. She didn't care whether Mother Lu liked her. A contemptuous smile appeared on Anya's lips, then she walked out of the elevator, left the road house, and went back to her small apartment.

"Why did dad send you here?" Anya looked outside the car and said calmly to the driver who was driving in the driver's seat.

"Miss, the previous driver said something that shouldn't have been said, so Mr. An feels that a more professional person should be arranged to be by your side..."

Before the driver could finish this sentence, Anya said first: "Come to my side and monitor me?"

"No, miss-" The driver seemed calm on the surface, but in fact he was a little nervous.

Huh--" Anya snorted coldly and stopped talking. She didn't remember the name of the previous driver. He just changed it. Whoever drove the car didn't matter to her.

"Miss, should we go back to your apartment now, or go take a look at the manor that is being renovated?" the driver asked, looking in the rearview mirror.

"You all always remind me to go to the manor, so I'll go and take a look. See how much Dad cares for me..." Anya said with a bitter smile.

"Okay, miss." The driver responded and changed the destination to the manor that An's father gave to Anya in city A.

The manor is located in the suburbs of city A, with beautiful scenery and quiet environment.

Anya sat in the car, looking at the scenery outside the window, with a lot of thoughts in her heart. Anya sighed softly. She understood that her father's consent to her marriage to Lu Qian was actually to consolidate the family's status. He was willing to give himself 500 million US dollars, a manor, and nearly a thousand gold bars, all out of guilt for himself.

From the time An's father adopted him, his purpose was to make his family prosperous because of his birth date. So he made a plan to ask the Wen family to give up their newborn daughter.

In short, no matter whether it is the Wen family or the An family, in this world, no one treats me sincerely.

The car stopped at the entrance of the manor, Anya got out of the car and looked around. The manor covers a large area with elegant architecture and tree-lined courtyards.

Anya followed the driver into the manor and visited various rooms. The renovation project of the manor has not yet been completed, but the exquisite decoration is already evident.

The furnishings in the manor are exquisite, revealing nobility and luxury everywhere. However, Anya didn't care about these material enjoyments. She was more concerned about when she could successfully marry into the Lu family.

"Miss, your room has been decorated to your liking. Do you think there is anything else that needs to be changed?" the driver asked respectfully.

"No need, it's already very good here." Anya replied calmly.

"Okay, if you have no other instructions, I will go back to the car and wait for you." The driver bowed respectfully, then turned and left.

Anya stood alone in the empty manor, feeling an inexplicable feeling of loneliness suddenly surge in her heart. She sighed softly, turned around and walked out of the manor.

As night fell, Anya lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She knew in her heart that her future life would revolve around Lu Qian, although this was exactly what she had and still expected. However, she still cannot escape the shadow of the past.

Anya closed her eyes helplessly and forced herself to sleep. Tomorrow, she will continue to play the role of Lu Qian's fiancée and deal with various complex interpersonal relationships. And this may be her destined life trajectory.