320. Chapter 320 Remember to change the double bed for me 2
"Ha." Xiang Yutian sneered mockingly, as if he had long been sure that Ancheng would agree, without any surprise, "Congratulations, you defeated me, Xiang Yutian, and raised your entire AN."
"..."
An Cheng lowered his eyes, clenched his fists very tightly, and said in a low voice, "I hope you will keep your word."
Xiang Yutian stood up from his chair handsomely, took a deep look at Jiang Weiwei and turned around.
Suddenly, as if I suddenly remembered something.
Xiang Yutian turned around again and said with a low smile, "By the way, blind man, remember to change me to a double bed."
"Bang!"
An Cheng stood up suddenly, pounded his fists on the long table, his face full of anger, "Xiang Yutian, don't go too far!"
The fist came down.
The water glass fell over.
The steaming water sprinkled Ancheng's hand.
Jiang Weiwei looked over in shock and saw that Ancheng's whole hand was so hot that it turned red...
Xiang Yutian raised his eyebrows disdainfully when he saw this.
Anjo clenched his fists.
"Don't enter my room casually in the future, lest you see things you shouldn't see." Xiang Yutian continued to stimulate him, his tone was extremely sarcastic, "Forgot, you are blind and can't see anything."
"..."
Anjo swept the cup away angrily.
Jiang Weiwei looked at Xiang Yutian complainingly. Xiang Yutian shrugged and stared at her lovingly, "Okay, I won't say anything anymore. I'll wait for you and come here soon."
Jiang Weiwei nodded silently.
After Xiang Yutian went out, Jiang Weiwei looked at An Cheng's back and asked softly, "Are you okay?"
She didn't ask if he had been seriously injured before.
Now my hand is burned again.
"Yiyi, in your eyes, am I a mercenary person?" Ancheng stood there with his back to her and asked in a low voice.
She could hear no emotion or anger in his voice.
"You never care what other people think."
Jiang Weiyi said honestly.
Ancheng was silent for two minutes before he said gently and lowly, "That's right. You go out first."
"Your hands..."
"I'm fine."
"It would be better to apply some burn ointment." Jiang Weiwei said lightly, turned around and walked out of the empty room without looking back.
If she turned around, she could see the loneliness on An Cheng's face.
Ancheng leaned back, sat down heavily on the chair, and held up his burned hand, which felt like it was being burned by fire...
He lowered his head, unable to hide the sadness covered by his long eyelashes.
It contains a loneliness that no one can understand...
She didn't understand his eagerness. If Xiang Yutian couldn't be convicted this time, he might not have such an opportunity again in this life.
He never cares about other people's opinions...
"But I care what you think."
Anjo whispered to himself in a low voice, and put a hand on his chest, covering the position of his heart...
In the whole world, I only care about what you think of me.
But now, you obviously have no opinion of me anymore...
———☆————☆————☆————☆————
It was already dark when Jiang Weiyi returned to the penthouse apartment.
The lights illuminate the modern and simple apartment brilliantly, filling it with the clean and neat atmosphere of young people.
Without eating, Jiang Weiwei walked directly to the closet and started packing simple luggage.
Before leaving the AN Building, she passed by the bathroom and heard Mu Yao hiding inside and crying.
When she entered, she saw Mu Yao sitting under the sink crying loudly, her makeup was all stained from crying, half of the false eyelashes on her eyes fell off, and her tears flowed down the dark eyebrow pencil... "Haha
." Xiang Yutian sneered mockingly, as if he had long been sure that Ancheng would agree, without any surprise, "Congratulations, you defeated me, Xiang Yutian, and supported you throughout AN."
"..."
An Cheng lowered his eyes, clenched his fists very tightly, and said in a low voice, "I hope you will keep your word."
Xiang Yutian stood up from his chair handsomely, took a deep look at Jiang Weiwei and turned around.
Suddenly, as if I suddenly remembered something.
Xiang Yutian turned around again and said with a low smile, "By the way, blind man, remember to change me to a double bed."
"Bang!"
An Cheng stood up suddenly, pounded his fists on the long table, his face full of anger, "Xiang Yutian, don't go too far!"
The fist came down.
The water glass fell over.
The steaming water sprinkled Ancheng's hand.
Jiang Weiwei looked over in shock and saw that Ancheng's whole hand was so hot that it turned red...
Xiang Yutian raised his eyebrows disdainfully when he saw this.
Anjo clenched his fists.
"Don't enter my room casually in the future, lest you see things you shouldn't see." Xiang Yutian continued to stimulate him, his tone was extremely sarcastic, "Forgot, you are blind and can't see anything."
"..."
Anjo swept the cup away angrily.
Jiang Weiwei looked at Xiang Yutian complainingly. Xiang Yutian shrugged and stared at her lovingly, "Okay, I won't say anything anymore. I'll wait for you and come here soon."
Jiang Weiwei nodded silently.
After Xiang Yutian went out, Jiang Weiwei looked at An Cheng's back and asked softly, "Are you okay?"
She didn't ask if he had been seriously injured before.
Now my hand is burned again.
"Yiyi, in your eyes, am I a mercenary person?" Ancheng stood there with his back to her and asked in a low voice.
She could hear no emotion or anger in his voice.
"You never care what other people think."
Jiang Weiyi said honestly.
Ancheng was silent for two minutes before he said gently and lowly, "That's right. You go out first."
"Your hands..."
"I'm fine."
"It would be better to apply some burn ointment." Jiang Weiwei said lightly, turned around and walked out of the empty room without looking back.
If she turned around, she could see the loneliness on An Cheng's face.
Ancheng leaned back, sat down heavily on the chair, and held up his burned hand, which felt like it was being burned by fire...
He lowered his head, unable to hide the sadness covered by his long eyelashes.
It contains a loneliness that no one can understand...
She didn't understand his eagerness. If Xiang Yutian couldn't be convicted this time, he might not have such an opportunity again in this life.
He never cares about other people's opinions...
"But I care what you think."
Anjo whispered to himself in a low voice, and put a hand on his chest, covering the position of his heart...
In the whole world, I only care about what you think of me.
But now, you obviously have no opinion of me anymore...
———☆————☆————☆————☆————
It was already dark when Jiang Weiyi returned to the penthouse apartment.
The lights illuminate the modern and simple apartment brilliantly, filling it with the clean and neat atmosphere of young people.
Without eating, Jiang Weiwei walked directly to the closet and started packing simple luggage.
Before leaving the AN Building, she passed by the bathroom and heard Mu Yao hiding inside and crying.
When she entered, she saw Mu Yao sitting under the sink crying loudly, her makeup was all stained from crying, half of the false eyelashes on her eyes fell off, and tears flowed down the dark eyebrow pencil...