That sentence means: If I strangle you to death, you won’t have to ask, and I won’t have to wait for you to ask.

Yuan An didn't understand, so she sat up and raised her head: "Come on, strangle me to death." She was wearing pink pajamas, her face was very rosy, and there were basically only a few marks on her injuries.

She fell on the bed, met Mo Yiyang's deep gaze, and said sadly: "Mr. Mo, best friends also have their own space. I have told you before, you..."

Mo Yiyang interrupted her suddenly: "Okay, I got it." After saying that, he picked up his coat and went back to his room.

Yuan An was a little at a loss and didn't know what he had done wrong. He just had a feeling that maybe Mo Yiyang wouldn't treat her like he did before, being intimate with her and playing with her.

Her intuition was right. The next day when she returned to City A from Baihu Island, Mo Yiyang was silent and polite, and basically used "um" instead of chatting. Yuan An had a very reasonable premonition that using

The days are not far off when email will replace verbal work arrangements.

For this reason, she did not dare to mention buying a house to Zhang Jingfang after returning home.

However, Mo Yiyang still remembered this and quickly completed the procedures for her. That night, he sent an email instead of speaking: "Leave the decoration of the house to me, and I will also decorate it. It is more convenient to do it together.

I will send you a bill for the cost."

Yuan An carefully replied to the email: "Thank you, Mr. Mo. I would like to ask, how much does the decoration cost in total? I want to think about the budget. In fact, what I want is to simply decorate it so that people can live in it. Once I have the money, it will be enough."

, and then slowly reinstall."

Mo Yiyang replied to the email: "Within 10,000 yuan, it is just a simple decoration so that people can live in it. I will arrange it."

"Thank you, Mr. Mo." Yuan An clicked send, stuck out his tongue, clenched his fists, and made up his mind: "We must make good money and pay off our debts as soon as possible."

There are only two days until the end of the year, and the company is full of joy and everyone is waiting for the holiday. Usually it is a seven-day holiday, but the company has issued a notice that the holiday will be held during the Lantern Festival. The whole company cheers and is full of joy.

Yuan An gave the couple's necklace he bought to his colleagues in the company, one of whom was Liu Xiaomei.

Liu Xiaomei liked it very much: "I'll let our guy wear it when we get back. If he doesn't wear it, I'll divorce him!"

Yuan An laughed dumbly: "Don't leave, I will become a sinner by then."

After Yuan An got off work, she and Zhang Jingfang went to the supermarket to do some New Year shopping, mainly buying things for gifts. Because Zhang Jingfang was going to take her daughter back to her hometown for the New Year this year, she still had to give gifts to relatives and friends.

After Zhang Jingfang learned that the house had been bought, her joy was indescribable. After a while, she said to Yuan An: "There is something I want to tell you. After you left, Anxinru came to see me..."

"What? She still dares to come!" Yuan An lit up when he heard the name: "Mom, is there anything wrong with you?"

Zhang Jingfang was in a good mood and became very tolerant: "That's what I think. Her daughter just died, which is quite pitiful. How about we not sue her?"

In fact, Yuan An didn't really want to go to court. It would be annoying if this kind of thing would cause trouble: "Mom, you can decide, I can say it easily."

Zhang Jingfang sighed lowly: "We're all mothers, forget it. Besides, I'm living a better life than her now, so why bother with her?"

This is in line with Yuan An's principles of life, which is to be merciful and merciful.

Yuan An sent a text message to Mo Yiyang: Mr. Mo, I discussed it with my mother and don’t want to sue Anru. What do you think?

After a long time, Mo Yiyang replied with a text message, coldly: You decide.
Chapter completed!