Zhang Jingfang finally had the care that a mother should have, and her love overflowed, covering her brows and eyes, making Yuan An's heart melt.

She jumped into Zhang Jingfang's arms, as sticky as a three-year-old baby.

However, a cute little baby is a cute baby, and when it was time to lie, she was not ambiguous at all: "I'm fine now. I'm almost going moldy after recuperating at home." Seeing that Zhang Jingfang had no doubts, she cheerfully said: "Then

I'll tidy up. My company is nearby, just a ten-minute walk away. Don't wait for me tonight. Go to bed by yourself. I may have to work overtime until how long. When you're not at home, I often work overtime all night, hehe.

…”

Zhang Jingfang asked in confusion: "Why does your company often work overtime now?"

Yuan An answered very confidently: "The business is busy. If we don't work overtime, why would the company rent us such a good house to live in, right? Hehe, Mom, I will make a lot of money to support you in the future, so you can relax.

It's time to eat, it's time to sleep..."

Zhang Jingfang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not a pig, I can just eat and sleep."

"Hey, Mom, it's a blessing to be able to eat, and it's a blessing to be able to sleep." Yuan An hugged her tighter: "Mom, I know you want Ranran, and I want it too... Really, I think about Ranran every day.

.But I think that a good boy like Ranran definitely wants to make you live a happier life. Now I not only earn one person’s money, but also help Ranran earn a share of money to honor you. Mom..."

As he talked, it was very emotional.

This was the first time in recent years that mother and daughter had mentioned Gu Ran so frankly. It was a thorn in their hearts, a lingering pain.

Speaking of this, Yuan An even forgot to work overtime: "Mom, you feel sad, I know. You are angry with me and hate me, I also know. But..."

Zhang Jingfang shed tears and sobbed: "Actually, mom is not angry with you, nor does she hate you. You were still young at that time..."

Yuan An shook his head, his eyes were red, but full of smiles: "No, it's my fault, it's my fault. But you are my mother, mother and daughter don't have an overnight feud, right? In short, Mom, I have decided,

I will never get married in this life, as long as I live with you, that will be enough."

Zhang Jingfang was shocked: "What are you talking about?"

"Hey, I'm serious! Look, what happened when I fell in love with Brother Ye Cheng before? In fact, men cannot be relied on, and we have to rely on ourselves." Yuan An clenched his fists and said with determination: "Who should we compete with?

Everything is going well, Mom, look at me!"

Yuan An feels that he has the potential to engage in pyramid schemes, and his vows are so impressive.

Zhang Jingfang was silent, men were unreliable, and no one had more experience than her.

Yuan An became more and more enthusiastic as she talked, wishing she could draw a blueprint and hang it on the wall of Zhang Jingfang's bedroom to make her happy all the time: "Mom, you don't believe it, guess how much salary I get now in a month?"

Zhang Jingfang has never asked her daughter about money. In the past, Yuan An wanted to tell her, but she didn't want to hear it. Now, it's no different than before: "Three thousand?"

"Oh, my mother, why don't you think so highly of your lovely daughter, Yuan An? Guess better!" Yuan An's sister looked so proud, as if she had two wings.

Zhang Jingfang dared to guess higher: "Three thousand and five..."

Yuan An closed his eyes and grinded his teeth: "Mom! Guess it's higher!"
Chapter completed!