The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

"Where can we go now..." Anbo hung his head, feeling heavy-hearted.

"Let's go eat!" An Qiang pointed to a star-rated hotel not far away, "Let's have a big meal."

An Bo stared at him with wide eyes, "Dad, it's so expensive there, we don't have money!"

"Who said that? I still have 30,000 yuan, and your grandmother still has 50,000 yuan." An Qiang said proudly.

"Let's sneak back in the middle of the night when no one is around. There are some jewelry at home, which can total about 20,000 or 30,000 yuan." Rong Jiaojiao agreed.

Anbo stopped and stared at the backs of his parents and grandmother in disbelief.

A feeling of sadness welled up in my heart.

"You...you...you..." His face flushed red and he stuttered in anger, "Since our family still has some money, why should Auntie pay for everything!"

"Silly child." Grandma came over, took his hand and said earnestly.

"We have to keep some money with us. How are we going to live if we take all of it from you?"

Anbo's heart sank. Staring at his selfish family in front of him, he suddenly felt very lonely.

He felt an unprecedented disappointment and helplessness.

He thought of his aunt's care and concern for them all the time, and how she had given him all her savings.

"How can you be worthy of my aunt and cousin..." An Bo shook his head, his eyes red as he said, "I would rather be sentenced..."

The old woman slapped him on the back and said angrily, "What nonsense! She still has the wonton shop to support herself, and An Ran also makes money. You should worry about us old people!"

An Qiang rushed to An Bo, grabbed his collar and glared at him.

"I've sold my car, what else do you want? Do you want us to sleep on the street to make you happy?"

An Bo bit his lips, tears welled up and dripped onto the back of An Qiang's hand.

He said bitterly: "I paid for the car with my salary, and you forced me to borrow money from the company..."

An Qiang was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he pushed him to the ground with force.

"Bastard thing!"

"Wake up your mind and why do you care so much about them! I am your mother!" Rong Jiaojiao stood in front of him, looking down at him.

An Bo looked at the family in front of him and felt heartbroken.

He could no longer tolerate this selfish family.

"Ah!" He roared, got up and ran away.

"Hey! Where are you going!" Rong Jiaojiao shouted, wanting to chase him.

An Qiang held her back and said, "Who cares? He has no money and will be back soon in disgrace."

"How could you raise such a stupid son like a pig?" The old woman rolled her eyes at Rong Jiaojiao and looked at the street where An Bo ran away. "He has no money. At worst, he will go to his aunt. You can worry about it yourself."

"Mom, should we still follow the original plan and go back to our hometown early tomorrow morning to avoid the storm?" Rong Jiaojiao asked.

"If you don't go back, do you want to be torn to pieces by those neighbors?" The old woman glared at him.

Rong Jiaojiao nodded.

***

After dinner, Anran took a bus back to her apartment in Shenzhen.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Jiang Huaian was seen standing at the door.

She was stunned.

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Huainian glanced at her calmly and said, "I was worried about you, so I came to see you."

His pupils suddenly shrank, and he strode towards An Ran. He lowered his head, stared at her face closely, and frowned, "What's wrong with your face!"

An Ran suddenly remembered the wound on her face and quickly covered her face with her hands, "It's okay."

Jiang Huainian grabbed her wrist, pulled her hand away, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked calmly: "Who did it!"

He held An Ran's hand tightly.

An Ran twisted her wrist, trying to break free from his hand, "It's really okay, let me go first."

"relative."

Jiang Huaian didn't let go, his eyes full of heartache and anger, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay. We are no longer relatives." An Ran replied calmly.

Jiang Huaian was silent for a moment.

He let go of her wrist, "I told you, if you have something to say, I'll help you with it."

An Ran stood at the door of her house, looking at Jiang Huai Nian, her voice calm and polite, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang, I'm going to rest now."

She did not invite him in, but simply expressed her thanks and turned to go in.

Jiang Huainian stood there, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

He watched An Ran enter the house, enter the password, and close the door.

He stood there silently, his thoughts surging like a surging tide.

After An Ran closed the door, she looked out through the peephole and saw Jiang Huaian walk into the elevator.

Sighed.

She took her pajamas and walked into the bathroom. The hot water washed over her body, and all her fatigue and annoyance seemed to be washed away.

She was blowing her hair when she heard the doorbell ring outside.

He frowned slightly and walked out of the bathroom in confusion.

She looked out through the peephole and saw Jiang Huainian standing at the door.

She was shocked. Didn’t he go back?

"Mr. Jiang, is there anything wrong?" An Ran asked carefully.

"Open the door." Jiang Huainian's voice was low.

"You wait."

An Ran went back to the bedroom, quickly put on her underwear, and opened the door.

Jiang Huainian didn't wait for her to ask, he walked straight into the room, walked to the coffee table and put the bag in his hand on it.

An Ran followed behind him, her eyes full of confusion.

She watched Jiang Huainian take out an ice cream and a bag of ice cubes from the bag, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Ice cream." Jiang Huainian took things out of the bag.

An Ran was stunned.

This was the ice cream she and Jiang Huainian had at the store they went to last time.

"This is ice. Apply it with a towel." Jiang Huainian explained while tearing open the ice bag.

He handed the ice to An Ran and pointed at her face, "Apply it to relieve the pain."

An Ran took the ice and looked at everything Jiang Huainian had prepared for her, and was dazed for a moment.

"What are you daydreaming about? Go get a towel." Jiang Huainian's voice was gentle.

An Ran nodded blankly, as if she had not yet recovered from her previous thoughts.

She turned and headed to the bathroom, grabbed a clean towel, and then returned to the living room.

Jiang Huaian took the towel from her hand, wrapped the ice cubes in it, and handed it to her.

He pulled An Ran to sit next to him and handed the ice cream to her.

"You eat the ice cream and I'll apply a facial mask on you." Jiang Huainian's tone was very gentle, as if he was coaxing a child.

An Ran was startled.

"No, I'll do it myself." She reached out to take the towel from Jiang Huainian's hand.

Jiang Huaian put his hand back and smiled gently: "Do you have so many hands? The ice cream will melt if you don't eat it now."

An Ran blinked and looked at him in confusion.

This man's behavior today really made her unable to understand.

"Boss Jiang, what are you doing?"

Jiang Huaian looked at her deeply, his eyes full of affection, "I'm pursuing you, can't you see?"