President, she is only handsome for three seconds

The more An Xiaolei thought about it, the more she felt it was nonsense. If Yan Ruyu was really her father's illegitimate daughter, would she be sister to her?

That would indeed explain why the experiences are so similar, with and without a will and the difference.

It can also explain why Yan Ruyu is always helping her behind her back—or helping her hypocritically.

And why did the fake marriage find her.

And grandma's various reactions - obviously the rhythm of getting to know Yan Ruyu!

But... For more than 20 years, everyone has been telling An Xiaolei that you are the only child in the family, even grandma said so. Could it be that grandma is also hiding Yan Ruyu's illegitimate daughter?

An Xiaolei felt that the matter was very big, and this development was not right.

He even thought of going to test DNA with Yan Ruyu now to see if his father is the same person.

While she was thinking wildly here, Yan Ruyu had a good conversation with her grandma. Grandma asked her what she was doing here so late, Yan Ruyu replied with a smile: "I asked An Xiaolei in the morning if she wanted to marry me, and Xiaolei said to answer tonight. So I'm waiting for an answer."

Grandma's eyes turned to An Xiaolei: "What do you think?"

"Me?" An Xiaolei raised her eyebrows, feeling that she might have to reconsider her original rhetoric.

Originally thinking that grandma would not accept it, she wanted to refuse, but now it seems that grandma should like Yan Ruyu quite a bit, that is... grandma seems to know something, but she doesn't, so she is a little bit offended.

It felt like Yan Ruyu had snatched her grandma away, it was indescribably awkward.

"I...I'll think about it again." An Xiaolei felt quite embarrassed to say it herself. She said before that she was the one who gave the answer at twelve o'clock tonight, so she asked them to wait.

Then the time was postponed again.

If she were Yan Ruyu, she would definitely push herself to the ground and beat her up.

Only then can you relieve your anger.

But Yan Ruyu didn't, she just nodded to show that she understood, and she wanted to leave. Out of guilt, An Xiaolei would definitely stop her: "It's raining heavily, do you have a driver?"

In my impression, Yan Ruyu should have a driver, but when I met her recently, the driver didn't seem to be around.

"The driver has gone home." Yan Ruyu said honestly.In front of grandma, she is like a well-behaved elementary school student.

Don't know what happened, but the driver did leave, in a hurry.I can think with my toes that it has something to do with the old immortals in the group, but I don't know what kind of trick it is.

Yan Ruyu didn't take it to heart.

It wasn't the first time that the old immortals had set her a trap. Over the years, these old immortals had been testing her patience in various ways.

But it doesn't matter, after so many years of bearing the burden of humiliation, the huge net that has been laid down is about to be closed. It's hard to say who will win and who will lose.

"Are you going to take me home?" Yan Ruyu leaned closer to An Xiaolei, blinked and said, "I don't mind telling you where I live, and I'll invite you in for a cup of coffee—a little while ago Hu brought it back for me when he went on a trip, and if he thinks it’s hard, I can give you two extra candies.”

In front of grandma, both of them were very restrained, Yan Ruyu didn't dare to mess around, and An Xiaolei didn't dare either: "I don't know how to drive your BMW, and it's also raining in my car. Why don't you just make a mess here?" Forget it at night?"

It's really about it, An Xiaolei usually sleeps on the nursing chair overnight, but now that Yan Ruyu is here, at most she will give up the nursing chair and sleep on the bench outside.

Things like sleeping in a nursing chair are commonplace for An Xiaolei, but for Yan Ruyu, it may be the first time in her life.

After all, no one dares to neglect the president like this, right?

"Can't we sleep there?" Yan Ruyu pointed to the empty bed and said, "Since there is no one, then ask the nurse if they can sleep."

An Xiaolei didn't think about this level - she was afraid of causing trouble to others, "Probably... maybe it's okay?"

"I'll ask." Yan Ruyu said, turning around to leave.

An Xiaolei stretched out her hands, her hands were cold, and she said softly, "I'll go. Go take a shower. If I'm sick, don't ask me to take care of two people at the same time. I'm going to die."

Grandma also said: "It's windy and rainy now, and I'll catch a cold when I go back. Why don't you spend the night with Xiaolei here. Don't you have some clothes that don't fit? Take them out and give them a change."

An Xiaolei moved swiftly, just as grandma's voice fell, she had already finished her clothes, pulled Yan Ruyu to the bathroom door, and said to her: "There is only cold water here, but there is still some hot water from me in the thermos, you first Use it to wash your hair, I'll go down and buy you toiletries now."

"Eh?"

"Soon." An Xiaolei hung her clothes on the hook, and went out the door like a whirlwind, leaving behind Yan Ruyu's question: "Do you have an umbrella, mine is outside..."

But for a moment, there was no sound.

This man is simply a leopard.

When An Xiaolei said I'll be back right away, it literally meant that Yan Ruyu had just hung up her coat and soaked her long black hair in warm water, before she even had time to apply shampoo, An Xiaolei was already carrying two large pots of hot water He jumped back with a big plastic bag: "Here's the towel...why put so much cold water?"

Maybe it's because she has been taking care of grandma for too long, An Xiaolei has developed a habit of being a mother. She can live a rough life and take a bath with hot and cold water casually, but the people around her must use water with just the right temperature.

Immediately, he reached out to pick up Yan Ruyu's long hair, washed the newly bought towel with one hand, and let Yan Ruyu wring it dry to wrap the hair.

Her hands are slender, but with well-defined joints, able to hold a mouse and carry a big knife, they don't look like the hands of a rich lady—even a former lady.

Nails are trimmed short and look clean, without any decorations.

Doesn't snag hair either.

Yan Ruyu's long hair was held in her hand, still obediently, water drops fell into the basin along the long hair, splashing a small ripple, circles of small ripples emerged from the water surface, towards Spread out around.

Then, it was washed away by the hot water poured in by An Xiaolei, and the vigorous heat rose from the basin, covering the head and face of the two of them.

Yan Ruyu pulled her hair back, looked up at An Xiaolei, and found that the ripples just now were not caused by herself, and that person's short hair was already drenched in the rain, dripping down.

Leaves new ripples in still water.

Sensing Yan Ruyu's gaze, An Xiaolei stared, and said uncomfortably, "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen someone in the rain? Keep your head down!"

"It's hot." Yan Ruyu said in the vigorous steam.

Her face was originally white, the kind that was made with expensive cosmetics, but now that she took off her makeup and was fumigated by water vapor, her face turned red, and she didn't look so serious.

Inexplicably, An Xiaolei had a desire to protect her.

As soon as this idea came up, An Xiaolei ruthlessly suppressed it.

Where does anyone need her protection? It's Boss Yan, the president who calls the wind and rain. If he waved his hand as an assistant driver and bodyguard, he would be desperate, so where would he need her protection?

"You're the only one who has a lot of shit..." An Xiaolei complained in a low voice, reached out to test the temperature of the water, and it was indeed a little too hot, so she closed her mouth and began to pour cold water. "It's pretty good to remove makeup, why do you need makeup?"

I have watched too many makeup videos, and I also like heavy makeup. An Xiaolei has always thought that makeup and makeup removal are two people, but Yan Ruyu is really not that different. She looks good with makeup, and she looks good without makeup, but when she wears makeup It's amazing.

And now...

Good looking.Comfortable.

It is the kind that old people will like.

Yan Ruyu asked: "Then do you like it?"

"It's okay." An Xiaolei said, she reached out to test the temperature of the water, and was about to tell you to wash it yourself, when she saw the president's beautiful and exquisite manicure in a blink of an eye.

Such fingers... don't feel suitable for washing hair.

Can you hook your hair?

So he forcibly restrained the tendency to stand up, moved the stool beside him and sat down, under Yan Ruyu's suspicious gaze, unnaturally squeezed the shampoo, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and said in a low voice, "I'll wash it for you."

"Need not……"

"I'll wash it for you." An Xiaolei looked at her jokingly, and said, "I was very strong when I was sent home! Now I am also strong, you can't refuse...my territory, still want to Reject? Bow your head!"

"It's really not necessary..."

An Xiaolei made a gesture to paste the foam on her face, and said fiercely, "I'll wash your face if you don't bow your head."

"Shampoo?"

"Ah."

Yan Ruyu smiled, lowered her head obediently, and handed her wet long hair into An Xiaolei's hands, and heard the person say: "I don't wash people's hair often, so I do it for grandma occasionally. She I won’t say whether my hands are heavy, so you have to tell me if you feel pain.”

Yan Ruyu hummed.

Her hair is long and soft, which made An Xiaolei feel that "this hair is really expensive", and she couldn't help but sigh: "I probably never thought that this shampoo can be used on the head of Mr. President!" pretentious."

"I never thought that one day I would let you wash my hair." Her voice was vague, with the coquettishness of a little girl, twisted and charming, and for a moment An Xiaolei thought she had heard it wrong.

It really doesn't match her usual image.

But unexpectedly...not annoying.

Maybe it's because it's so different from usual.

Rare to see, so not annoying.

"You asked me if I could marry you..." An Xiaolei scooped up water and splashed it on her hair, slowly washing off the foam.

When warm water flows behind the ears, there will always be a sudden buzzing in the ears, and Yan Ruyu vaguely heard An Xiaolei say: "I didn't want to, but now I decided to get married...Grandma likes you, I can see Come out. I will try to cooperate with you."

"As much as possible."

When Yan Ruyu heard this, she suddenly raised her head, splashing water all over An Xiaolei.

Some drops of water fell into the basin, and there were circles of ripples.

Start at the center and expand elsewhere.

This time there was no hot water to stir.

Only An Xiaolei complained in a low voice, as if muttering to herself: "You are going to die...why look up?"

Yan Ruyu wanted to hug her, but in the end she didn't.