Sijia didn’t think there was anything else to waste words with An Ran, so she turned around and left with her things.
"Hey, sister, don’t do this. Even though you have cut ties with the An Family, we’ve lived together for so many years. I’ve always considered you my real family. Does all those years of affection an nothing just because of that one paper agreent?"
Sijia followed closely behind An Ran, chattering non-stop.
An Ran turned around again, raised an eyebrow, and said arrogantly, "Yes, it’s because of that one paper agreent. As for affection, I’m sorry, I don’t have the ti for it."
After saying that, An Ran went into the Longteng Xinyuan station and said to the guard beside her, "Stop the person behind. I don’t know her."
Sijia wanted to say sothing more, but a tall guard blocked her path.
"Sorry, you’re not a resident of this community. Please leave."
"I’m with her. She’s my sister," Sijia said.
The guard lowered his brows, unmoved, "Sorry, that lady said she doesn’t know you. Please leave."
Sijia watched An Ran’s figure disappear into the distance, then glared hard at the guard, "You’re just a snob."
After cursing, she left Longteng Xinyuan furiously.
"An Ran, just you wait. Sooner or later, I will step on you. Do you think you’re so great just because you hooked up with a guard? If I want to, all of this will be mine one day. It has to be mine!!"
An Ran wasn’t affected by Sijia’s matter. Now that the nominal relationship was gone, seeing Sijia actually made her feel liberated.
The feeling of clearly disliking her but being unable to shake her off was really miserable.
She put the ingredients she bought into the kitchen and changed her clothes when she went back to her room, then started cooking.
By the ti Mu Xingfeng returned, it was already dark. After parking the car and getting out, he naturally looked up at a certain spot upstairs. A light was on there, and the warm light made his heart feel warm in the night.
His steps quickened a bit.
He opened the door. The house was brightly lit, but the little one was nowhere to be seen.
There were sounds coming from the kitchen and two dishes already on the dining table.
Mu Xingfeng’s lips curled up slightly. He put down his keys, changed into different shoes, and walked to the kitchen.
An Ran was concentrating on cooking when she was suddenly embraced by a slightly cool body. In just a second, she could feel the familiar scent.
"You’re back. You walk so quietly I didn’t even hear you co in." An Ran said while stirring with the spatula.
Mu Xingfeng rested his chin on her neck, buried his face in her neck, took a deep breath, and greedily inhaled her faint fragrance. He murmured vaguely in her ear, "You were too focused and it’s a bit noisy here."
"Then hurry up and go wash your hands. This will be ready soon," An Ran moved her body slightly, signaling him to let go.
"Don’t move. I want to be with you. Let hold you for a while," Mu Xingfeng’s deep, sexy voice murmured gently to her.
The warm breath tickled her ear, making An Ran move involuntarily.
"It tickles when you talk into my ear."
"Really? How about this," Mu Xingfeng said as he kissed her.
For so many years, Mu Xingfeng’s life goal had been to excellently complete one task after another, striving to prove his worth. Each dal he received was a recognition of his value.
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