"You can live here as long as you want, I have no objection." Geshasa wisely did not continue the topic.
Obviously, Mi Xiaojia doesn't want to mention men, so should she tell Mi Xiaojia that An Ran called?
In the end, Geshasa didn't say anything. She thought that it was impossible for a playboy like An Ran to have any consequences with Mi Xiaojia, so it was better to save some trouble.
In this way, Mi Xiaojia stayed with Geshasa for three days to recover from her injury. When she returned to Miye, her foot injury was no longer serious, but her walking was a little unsteady.
The moment she entered the night, someone quickly came to meet her. Before she could realize what was going on, the person hugged her tightly and said, "Xiaojia, I miss you so much!"
Mi Xiaojia struggled to get out of the man's arms, frowned and looked at him and said, "Young Master An, why is it you?"
"It's not me, who do you think it is?" An Ran pulled Mi Xiaojia around and then shook his head: "It seems like you have lost weight. You didn't eat out, okay?"
Mi Xiaojia remained silent. She clearly remembered that she and An Ran were just acquaintances.
An Ran walked away, and soon he pulled Mi Xiaojia to sit down. Not long after, a pile of delicious food was handed to Mi Xiaojia.
"These are what you like to eat, eat them quickly." An Ran said with great interest.
Mi Xiaojia couldn't resist the delicious food, and didn't want to guess what An Ran wanted to do, so she just started eating.
An Ran watched with gusto, as if he was enjoying it.
After Mi Xiaojia ate a little, he stood up and gave An Ran a hundred yuan.
An Ran was confused: "What are you doing?"
"I ate a lot, almost a hundred yuan, and I don't want to owe you anything." After Mi Xiaojia finished speaking, he threw the money in front of An Ran and walked to the work area.
An Ran quickly followed Mi Xiaojia, grabbed her arm, and said in a deep voice: "We need to talk!"
Mi Xiaojia looked at him coldly, but he was unmoved, and directly moved Mi Xiaojia to the corner, and said word by word: "I hope we are still friends! I hope you can be more generous and don't talk to you because of me.
We had a little relationship with each other, so they listed me as a person who refused to interact with me."
Mi Xiaojia looked at An Ran coldly and said nothing.
This frustrated An Ran. He would rather Mi Xiaojia scolded him or even hit him like before, instead of being so cold and indifferent now, as if he was just an insignificant stranger.
"If Mr. An wants friends, I believe many people are willing to be friends with Mr. An. If Mr. An wants to make a confidante, I believe there are many women who are willing to have a heart or a relationship with Mr. An. But I don't have what Mr. An wants here.
Mr. An has already emptied out all the things. Mr. An, please don't bother me anymore, this matter has already caused me trouble." After Mi Xiaojia finished speaking, he picked up the dinner plate and walked away, starting a busy night.
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An Ran scratched his head in annoyance. He had been looking forward to seeing Mi Xiaojia for the past few days, and now that he had seen her, it annoyed him even more, just because Mi Xiaojia's lukewarm attitude made him uncomfortable.
Just because they were once together and then he left, did Mi Xiaojia deny everything about him?
Mi Xiaojia said that he had emptied her. He just got her innocence. Does this count as emptying her? He really couldn't understand the meaning of this.
When An Ran called Zhuang Qiao to his villa overnight and asked about this matter, Zhuang Qiao remained silent for a long time.
"I called you here just to listen to your opinion, not to let you stay here in a daze. Secretary Zhuang, tell me, what does her words mean?" An Ran urged impatiently.
