"Sister, just sell it. We don't need to spend energy on An's family. If you want An's family in the future, I will build another An's family for you."
She also thought the same, "Okay, then I'll sell it."
Keeping An's family is a drag, and it is better to deal with it decisively, and then she can only live the life she wants to live.
After talking about this topic, Anji asked her if she was doing well, and An Ruo naturally said that she was doing well.
She didn't tell him that she was murdered by An Xin, otherwise he would be very worried.
An Ruo also asked him how he was doing. Both siblings reported good news but not bad news, neither wanting the other to worry about them.
After a brief conversation, they hung up the phone reluctantly.
I really don’t know in which year or month that they will meet again and never be separated again.
After making the decision, Anruo pushed the wheelchair out of the bedroom.
Tang Yuchen is sitting in the living room working. Recently, he likes to deal with some unimportant official matters in the living room.
It seems that in a place where he is popular, he is more energetic at work.
An Ruo pushed the wheelchair in front of him and tried to say to him: "Can you do me a favor?"
The man raised his eyes slightly: "What's the matter?"
"Xiao Ji and I decided to sell An's, but I don't understand these things. Can you help me sell it?"
"Sell shares?"
An Ruo nodded: "Well, sell our shares."
Tang Yuchen put down the computer on his lap, put his legs on the coffee table, clasped his hands and placed them casually on his abdomen, "An's will create more profits in the future. Are you really determined to sell?"
"I don't know how to manage it. It's in my hands and it won't create more benefits. Besides, no matter how many benefits there are, it doesn't mean anything to me." She doesn't seek wealth, she just wants to live her life smoothly.
.
The man nodded lightly: "Okay, I'll handle it for you."
"Thank you."
Tang Yuchen's lips curled up slightly: "If you really want to thank me, I will give you a gift that I like on my birthday the day after tomorrow."
An Ruo was slightly stunned and asked in surprise: "The day after tomorrow is your birthday?"
The man leaned over and pinched her face, narrowed his eyes, and said in a bad tone: "Baby, you failed to be my wife. I know your birthday, but you don't know mine."
She really didn't know. Besides, she didn't know what his birthday was for.
Of course, this cannot be said.
An Ruo asked him hurriedly: "What gift do you want? What gift do you like best?"
Tang Yuchen let her go and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Think about it for yourself, I've told you, is the gift still meaningful?"
An Ruo really wanted to say, I don't know your preferences. How can I know what you like if you don't tell me.
She endured it and did not speak out.
Anyway, she can ask Uncle Tao. Uncle Tao knows him so well and must know what he likes.
An Ruo quietly asked Uncle Tao about this matter, but Uncle Tao said in rare distress: "Young mistress, to be honest, I don't know what kind of gift the young master likes."
"You don't know either?" It's over, no one knows now.
"Yes, I only know what kind of food the young master likes to eat, I know he likes to be quiet, I know he is impatient with many things, and I know his temper, but I really don't know what gifts he likes."
An Ruo asked him again: "What did other people give him on his birthday in the past?"
Uncle Tao immediately recounted the treasures and said: "Some people gave luxury houses, some gave famous cars, some gave land, some gave airplanes, and some gave cash. Another time, someone gave a beautiful woman to the young master." "Sister, sell it.
.We don’t need to spend energy on Anshi. If you want Anshi in the future, I will re-establish an Anshi for you."
She also thought the same, "Okay, then I'll sell it."
Keeping An's family is a drag, and it is better to deal with it decisively, and then she can only live the life she wants to live.
After talking about this topic, Anji asked her if she was doing well, and An Ruo naturally said that she was doing well.
She didn't tell him that she was murdered by An Xin, otherwise he would be very worried.
An Ruo also asked him how he was doing. Both siblings reported good news but not bad news, neither wanting the other to worry about them.
After a brief conversation, they hung up the phone reluctantly.
I really don’t know in which year or month that they will meet again and never be separated again.
After making the decision, Anruo pushed the wheelchair out of the bedroom.
Tang Yuchen is sitting in the living room working. Recently, he likes to deal with some unimportant official matters in the living room.
It seems that in a place where he is popular, he is more energetic at work.
An Ruo pushed the wheelchair in front of him and tried to say to him: "Can you do me a favor?"
The man raised his eyes slightly: "What's the matter?"
"Xiao Ji and I decided to sell An's, but I don't understand these things. Can you help me sell it?"
"Sell shares?"
An Ruo nodded: "Well, sell our shares."
Tang Yuchen put down the computer on his lap, put his legs on the coffee table, clasped his hands and placed them casually on his abdomen, "An's will create more profits in the future. Are you really determined to sell?"
"I don't know how to manage it. It's in my hands and it won't create more benefits. Besides, no matter how many benefits there are, it doesn't mean anything to me." She doesn't seek wealth, she just wants to live her life smoothly.
.
The man nodded lightly: "Okay, I'll handle it for you."
"Thank you."
Tang Yuchen's lips curled up slightly: "If you really want to thank me, I will give you a gift that I like on my birthday the day after tomorrow."
An Ruo was slightly stunned and asked in surprise: "The day after tomorrow is your birthday?"
The man leaned over and pinched her face, narrowed his eyes, and said in a bad tone: "Baby, you failed to be my wife. I know your birthday, but you don't know mine."
She really didn't know. Besides, she didn't know what his birthday was for.
Of course, this cannot be said.
An Ruo asked him hurriedly: "What gift do you want? What gift do you like best?"
Tang Yuchen let her go and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Think about it for yourself, I've told you, is the gift still meaningful?"
An Ruo really wanted to say, I don't know your preferences. How can I know what you like if you don't tell me.
She endured it and did not speak out.
Anyway, she can ask Uncle Tao. Uncle Tao knows him so well and must know what he likes.
An Ruo quietly asked Uncle Tao about this matter, but Uncle Tao said in rare distress: "Young mistress, to be honest, I don't know what kind of gift the young master likes."
"You don't know either?" It's over, no one knows now.
"Yes, I only know what kind of food the young master likes to eat, I know he likes to be quiet, I know he is impatient with many things, and I know his temper, but I really don't know what gifts he likes."
An Ruo asked him again: "What did other people give him on his birthday in the past?"
Uncle Tao immediately recounted his family treasures and said: "Some people gave luxury houses, some gave famous cars, some gave land, some gave airplanes, and some gave cash. Another time, someone gave a beautiful woman to the young master."
