Su Anle had just sat down on the edge of the bed when she heard the person behind her hurriedly get up. He didn’t co closer, but the two of them were obviously very close, and Su Anle could clearly feel the warmth from the man behind her.
Glancing at her phone to check the ti, Su Anle spoke, "It’s almost nine, aren’t you going to work?"
Sheng Jianan replied without thinking, "No, I’m not."
What work? If I go, my wife might run away.
Su Anle frowned and turned back. Sheng Jianan’s voice ca through at the sa ti, "Anle, don’t worry. Even if I don’t go, I can still take care of you."
Her movent and his voice happened at the sa ti, so when Su Anle turned back, she t a pair of eyes filled with laughter.
The arrogance in Sheng Jianan’s eyes seed to have revived sowhat, but Su Anle felt a headache coming.
Anle?
He’s calling it so naturally, huh.
Also, this isn’t right.
With Sheng Jianan’s temper, it shouldn’t be like this. She had spoken so decisively yesterday; it would be normal for him to get angry. But now he’s clearly acting cute and trying to please her, what’s the aning of this?
However, Su Anle didn’t dwell on it, after all, how Sheng Jianan was didn’t concern her anymore.
She got up and walked towards the bathroom, the person behind her followed closely, making Su Anle a bit speechless, turning back calmly, "I’m just going to the toilet, do you have to follow?"
Sheng Jianan’s clothes were a bit disheveled, and he awkwardly touched his nose, "I’ll wait by the door, it’s slippery inside, just in case... in case you fall."
Su Anle squinted her eyes but didn’t expose him.
The floor tiles in all the bathrooms of this villa are anti-slip, what a lie!
After washing up and coming out, Su Anle looked at the tall man still standing at the door and sighed, "You..."
Before she could finish, there was a sound from outside the bedroom door.
Walking over to open the door, Mrs. Zhang stood at the entrance, her expression a bit strange, "Young Master, soone is here downstairs, saying they are looking for the Young Madam."
Sheng Jianan didn’t think much of it, just assuming it was Qi Cheng and the others, after all, he knew how close the four of them used to be.
He smiled ingratiatingly at Su Anle, "You go on, I’ll wash my face and co down."
eting her friends, of course, Young Master Sheng had to tidy up a bit.
Su Anle didn’t pay him any mind and walked downstairs on her own.
In the living room, Shen Jiyan was sitting on the sofa with Su Weiyi on his lap. The little girl seed a bit sleepy, but as soon as she saw Su Anle, her dark eyes opened wide and she ran over to Su Anle, "Mommy."
Su Anle’s face softened, she picked up Su Weiyi, "Xiao Yi, did you miss Mommy?"
Su Weiyi kissed Su Anle’s face and nodded heavily, "Yes."
Shen Jiyan had already gotten up and walked over, a slight smile on his lips, "Is everything alright?"
"Everything’s fine."
Sunlight stread through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, spilling over the three of them, giving an indescribable warmth. Sheng Jianan ca down from upstairs and saw this scene. His previously gentle expression disappeared in an instant, like a torrential downpour, dark as water.
Su Anle was holding Su Weiyi, and Shen Jiyan stood beside them, looking every bit like a harmonious family of three, but such a scene was glaring in Sheng Jianan’s eyes.
Sheng Jianan’s sharp aura was undeniable. Su Anle and Shen Jiyan looked over simultaneously, and the little girl in her arms shrank back as if frightened.
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