Tang Yuchen sneered and thought, how do you know she doesn't want to live here forever.
"Okay, it's okay not to let her leave. When will you take care of the stock issue?"
"..."
She had thought about this matter, but with An Xin looking like this, how could she have the nerve to come and ask for shares?
After this period of time passed, she no longer had any interest in the shares.
An Ruo lowered her eyes and said calmly: "To tell you the truth, in my eyes, the shares are actually not important at all. If it weren't for the hard work of my parents, I would never have thought about taking them back. The shares were only worth 6 million back then.
, if my uncle didn’t annex it quietly, he would make the decision to sell it for us, and then use it to raise me and Xiaoji, and it wouldn’t be worth what it is today. So, if they really don’t give it back to me, I’ll admit it..."
"You are so generous." The man's tone became more mocking.
"An Ruo, some things are not as simple as you see, nor as simple as you think. Haven't you seen An Mingqi's character and his deception to you through this incident?
"
An Ruo remained silent.
Why didn't she see it? She knew all this.
But what can she do if she understands it? Anyway, her uncle will not let her get her shares back easily. If he does, she won't know how to take care of it.
In fact, she hasn't thought about the next thing, so she should just take it one step at a time.
An Ruo had a headache and said, "Let's talk about this after the peace of mind is over. I don't have the time to worry about so many things now."
Tang Yuchen glanced at her, stood up and walked downstairs.
An Ruo is too soft-hearted. As long as she is given a little time, any hatred in her heart will be resolved. Should he say that she is kind at heart, or should he say that she is heartless and doesn't care about anything?
The man went downstairs with a bad look on his face. He didn't even realize that he felt upset because of An Ruo's lack of effort.
An Anxin was sitting in the living room watching TV. Seeing that he was not in a good mood, a look of concern suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Tang Yuchen walked to the bar and sat down, poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.
An Xin stood up and walked to him, reached for several bottles of different types of wine, opened the corks, and poured a little of each into the cocktail shaker.
Her fingers are slender and white, her nails are pink and pointed, and every movement she makes when pouring wine is elegant and charming.
Tang Yuchen glanced at her with indifferent eyes, An Xin raised his lips and said softly:
"There is a kind of wine called Quyou, which is homophonic and means to remove sorrow.
Making this kind of wine is actually very simple. I learned it by chance from a bartender. After drinking this kind of wine, it feels a little sweet at first, then sour, then bitter, and finally spicy.
People say that it is right to taste bitter first and then sweet. In fact, among the four tastes, spicy taste is the most enjoyable.
Once the spiciness is over, you will feel relaxed and all the worries in your heart will disappear."
As soon as she finished speaking, the wine was mixed.
An Xin took a goblet and poured the wine into it. The bottom was blue and the top was light yellow. It was ready.
She pushed the wine glass to Tang Yuchen and smiled sweetly: "Master Chen, if you don't mind it, just give it a try. Drinking Quyou can relieve a thousand worries."
The man picked up the wine glass and drank in no hurry.
He looked at An Xin, curved his lips and smiled slightly: "Miss An, can you also mix drinks?"
"I know a little bit about it."
"I don't know if there will be any others. Next time I have a chance, Miss An must make a few more drinks for me to drink."
