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There were red marks on An Qingyan's fair face, and he touched the back of his neck with some embarrassment, "I guess it's been cold for a long time."

As he spoke, he picked up the plates that covered the two bowls. The two bowls were full of small wontons in clear soup, with seaweed and green onion added, which looked very appetizing.

It's just getting cold.

Looking at the two bowls of wontons on the table, Song Shuman was both guilty and relieved. With tears in her eyes, she opened her arms and gave her little son a hug. "It's okay, there are still some to eat. It just so happens that mom is hungry."

"Thank you, baby."

An Qingyan was a little confused, it was just a bowl of wontons, why was his mother so moved, he said with a smile: "It's okay, then I'll go to the kitchen to warm up the wontons, it will be ready soon."

"Brother will help you."

"Okay."

An Jing helped her younger brother to bring the wontons into the kitchen. He was standing next to him, watching the young man's skillful movements, with mixed feelings in his heart, "Yan Yan, did you always have to do housework and cooking before?"

"Yeah." The boy's side face became softer under the light, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile, and he said lightly: "When I was young... my adoptive mother went to work to earn money, and my adoptive father didn't care about us. I had to take care of my younger brother at home." , no one to help, so you have to learn these life skills."

When he was six or seven years old, he was very proficient in housework such as washing and cooking. Lin Jianxiang completely let go of it, and Zhou Yuelan actually didn't care much about him. If he didn't learn how to cook, he would only be hungry at home alone.

When he grows up, all the housework will fall on him.

The children of poor families are in charge early.

He didn't want to say anything else, he smiled and said, "However, I can only cook some home-cooked food."

An Jing looked at the smile on his younger brother's face, there was no trace of complaints about the past, the smile was very pure, he was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Yan Yan, I'm sorry."

The soup in the pot had boiled and was steaming, An Qingyan closed the lid, turned to look at An Jing behind her, her delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, "Brother, don't say sorry to me again. "

"You didn't apologize to me for anything."

The young man's expression was extremely serious, An Jing was silent for two seconds, then smiled softly, raised his hand to rub his head, and said softly: "Okay, let's not talk."

"Well, the wontons are ready."

An Qingyan turned around and turned off the fire, put the wontons in the pot into a bowl again, suddenly remembered something, he asked casually: "By the way, what happened to you on the road?"

An Jing: "It's nothing, I took a picture of a gift for you at the auction, but I found it left there halfway, and went back to pick it up, so I wasted time."

An Qingyan actually didn't quite believe this reason, he always felt that something was wrong with his mother and elder brother tonight, but he didn't get to the bottom of it, he just asked what gift An Jing bought him.

An Jing said that she would know later.

An Qingyan's cooking skills are indeed average, but Song Shuman and An Jing only felt that the ordinary bowl of wontons in front of them looked like delicacies from mountains and seas, and there was not even soup left in the end.

After eating the wontons, An Jing took out the gift. It was the famous watch he had fancy at the auction just now, and it was later bought by a certain rich man. Bought it in hand.

It looked really good on his brother's hand, and the millions were worth it.

The one from the auction must be very expensive, An Qingyan looked at the finely crafted and beautiful watch on his wrist, but he still didn't say no to it, this was the eldest brother's wish.

He has to accept that he is now the son of a wealthy family.

A rich and noble son...sounds good.

"Thank you brother, I like it very much."

"By the way, brother, an actor in our crew was injured, have you heard?"

An Jing: "Really?"

An Qingyan: "Well, the actor who played the wolf clan's young master had a car accident today and suffered a comminuted fracture of his arm. It will take three to four months at the earliest to recover."

"That's a pity, then he has to leave the crew."

An Qingyan nodded, "I just recommended Yu Qi to the director to audition for this role."

"Lu Yuqi?" An Jing raised her eyebrows in surprise. Hearing the name Lu Yuqi, she couldn't help but think of what she learned from Lu's mother just now, "He can also act?"

An Qingyan said that the other party was a student of Nancheng Film Academy.

An Jing thought, isn't that his primary school brother?Even though he's one, two, three years younger... Forget it, I don't know how many years, he smiled and cursed in his heart.

After thinking about it, he pretended to be casual and asked An Qingyan if he had any idols to worship.

When it comes to idols, An Qingyan really doesn't have one.

"Really, I thought all of you young people had idols." An Jing leaned on the sofa with a natural expression, and said logically, "What about Lu Yuqi, does he have an idol?"

An Qingyan didn't think too much, he thought for two seconds before expressing his denial, "Idol? It doesn't seem like he has any, he never told me about it."

"Hmm... The idol of King Zhuan should be himself."

An Jing chuckled, and echoed, "It makes sense."

"Brother, why did you suddenly ask this?"

"Well... just ask casually."

It was very late, and the two brothers chatted a few more words, said good night to each other, and went back to the room to rest.

hospital.

An Nanyi was destined not to have a good rest tonight. He sat on the hospital bed, thinking about what just happened in a mess. He did have a fever, but he was faking it.

He also deliberately wore only a long-sleeved T-shirt in the winter. No matter he was sick or fainted, he had only one purpose, which was to gain the sympathy of An's family, especially Song Shuman.

Song Shuman is a person who is easy to soften his heart.

She really softened her heart just now, and even when he pretended to faint, she rushed herself to the hospital, her mother must still have feelings for him.

It's just An Jing...

Thinking of the unfeeling words that An Jing said to him, An Nan and Nan Yi frowned irritably. She didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup Lin Qingyan had poured into An Jing.

An Nanyi didn't know whether he could go back to An's house again.

It was such a restless night.

The next morning, An Nanyi, who hadn't slept much all night, was lying on the bed in a daze. When he saw the person who opened the door and came in, he immediately sat up excitedly.

"Brother, you're here." His voice sounded weak, and he looked even more haggard after not sleeping all night. After he finished speaking, he coughed twice, looking expectantly at An Jing who was walking inside.

Did brother change his mind? !

There was no expression on An Jing's face. He stood by the bed, looked down at his former "brother", and said in a calm tone, "I know you pretended to be dizzy last night."

An Nanyi's body froze for a moment, and then she denied it, "I didn't, I really didn't..." He looked at An Jing with a puzzled and aggrieved face, and his words were full of disappointment, "Brother, why don't you believe it? I?"

An Jing pulled the chair next to her and sat down, her cold and stern gaze seemed to penetrate the flesh into the other person's heart, "Do you think your acting skills can fool me?"

An Nanyi was silent for a moment.

"Then why did you send me to the hospital?" He grabbed An Jing's arm and said excitedly: "You still have feelings for me, right? Am I not your most beloved brother? Why do you treat me like this? Why...how can you be so cruel!"

The person in front of him seemed to be dazed. No matter what he said, it was useless. He kept saying that he had done something wrong, but in the end he still didn't really repent, and he didn't really realize his mistake.

An Jing felt powerless, and he didn't want to say anything more.

He pushed An Nanyi's hand away, took out a bank card from his pocket, and put it on the bedside table next to him, "There is 100 million in this card, which is enough for ordinary people to spend for many years. After taking this money, I hope you can leave Nancheng."

An Nanyi: "Brother, I don't want money. I just want to be with you. You are my family. Where do you want me to go... Where can I go?"

"Go anywhere, you agree, the money is yours." An Jing didn't show any emotion at all, it was impossible for him to return to An's house, no one would agree.

This 100 million has been regarded as the best of benevolence.

An Nanyi still didn't believe it, "Where's my mother? She still cares about me, she will definitely not let me go, I want to see me!"

"You're wrong, she doesn't want to see you."

Song Shuman originally wanted to come with her, but she was afraid that her heart would soften.

An Jing: "Do you want this money or not?"

He looked at An Nanyi quietly, waiting for the other party's answer.

An Nanyi clenched his fists. He lowered his head silently and gritted his teeth. He seemed to have recognized the reality, and finally said a word: "Yes." After a pause, he added: "Don't worry, I will leave Nancheng."

"I hope you can do what you say, and you will have nothing to do with An's family in the future... so you can do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, An Jing turned and left. When he stepped out of the ward, his tense expression eased, and he sighed almost inaudibly, but his deep eyes were firm.

That's it, it's good for them.

I hope there will be no further troubles.

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"Master Gu, An Nanyi stopped An's car at the gate of the villa area late last night. Mrs. An and Young Master An got out of the car to meet him. They didn't know what they said. Later, An Nanyi fainted and was sent to him by them. Went to the hospital."

Gu Fei listened to the other person's words with no expression, his quiet eyes unknowingly became a little colder, he asked calmly, and then what?

"Ten minutes ago, Young Master An went to the hospital to visit An Nanyi again. He left after a short stay. I don't know exactly what he did. I didn't follow him to the ward for fear of being discovered."

"Well, continue to follow An Nanyi."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Fei frowned in displeasure.

Bitter tricks?

The An family still hasn't broken up with An Nanyi completely?