An Youcai’s hands hanging at his sides tightened repeatedly, and finally, he raised his footsteps and walked inside with heavy steps.
Song Yu hadn’t expected Mu Xingfeng to co to the café at this ti, and seeing him co alone, she hurried forward to greet him.
It’s been a month since returning to Nan’an. An Ran had co twice; she also knew Mu Xingfeng had been intensively training with the Guard Team lately. Just as she was about to ask if he had co with An Ran, she saw the man approaching from outside.
Looking at An Youcai and then at Mu Xingfeng, fiery emotions surged in Song Yu’s eyes, and an intense light erupted from Mu Xingfeng’s gaze.
Mu Xingfeng gave her a reassuring look.
Only then did Song Yu silently exhale, looking at the newcor, she smiled and spoke, "Boss An, have you co to Nan’an for profit? I heard you’re negotiating a big project with Wenshan recently."
An Youcai, his eyes shimring, looked at Song Yu in front of him. Although the matter hadn’t been revealed, he already sensed that the issue was probably no longer hidden, and one could even say, they all knew.
An Youcai didn’t imdiately answer Song Yu’s question but sat down opposite Mu Xingfeng, "I’ve co to discuss sothing with Chief Mu. Manager Song, could you give us so privacy?"
Song Yu smiled confidently, "Guests who co are entitled to special requests, and as the manager, I will certainly comply. What would you two like to drink? I’ll prepare it for you."
"Aunt Xia, I’d like an Espresso," Mu Xingfeng said.
Song Yu raised her eyebrows. If she rembered correctly, An Ran had once teased Mu Xingfeng with an Espresso. She couldn’t help but cover her mouth with a smile, "Xingfeng, your taste is indeed peculiar."
Then she turned towards An Youcai, "Boss An, what would you like to drink?"
The ntion of Aunt Xia and Xingfeng had already thrown An Youcai off guard. Did they really know everything?
Upon hearing Song Yu’s question, An Youcai wiped the sweat from his forehead and suppressed the emotions bubbling inside him, saying, "I’ll have a glass of ice water."
"Oh, Boss An, why are you sweating so much? Is my little shop’s air conditioning not set low enough? Shall I ask soone to lower it by two degrees?" Song Yu portrayed great concern, yet inwardly sneered repeatedly.
"No... no need, it’s too hot outside; I’ll be fine soon." An Youcai bowed his head, concealing his guilty conscience.
"Alright, please wait a mont. It won’t be long." Song Yu said, gracefully turning to the bar.
Only when the footsteps faded did An Youcai lift his head to take a deep look at Song Yu’s departing figure.
"Mr. An, say what you need to say quickly, my wife is waiting for at ho." Mu Xingfeng didn’t plan to waste much ti here; all he wanted now was to quickly buy groceries and return to enjoy ti with his wife.
"Wife?" An Youcai gently chewed on these words, and a touch of tenderness transford his gaze, "She is also my daughter."
"I believe Mr. An seems to have forgotten; An Ran’s custody is currently with . She is now my wife and has no relation whatsoever to the An Family," as he spoke, Mu Xingfeng couldn’t help but recall the events at yesterday’s banquet.
"Mr. An, since you’ve co looking for , I also have sothing to remind you. Please keep your wife and daughter from disturbing my wife’s life.
Regarding the deal I made with your wife, I think you should be aware. As for yesterday’s incident, it’s surprising that your wife and daughter still haven’t understood An Ran’s status, insisting she is the An Family’s adopted daughter, and even tarnishing my wife’s reputation.
Was it possible that your wife didn’t understand what I said before? I’m wondering whether I need to make it clear to her again?"
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