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Chapter 248 More than one stroke

 "Why are you filling in this?" Jian Anran was a little confused.

I heard gossip from classmates in the department that Chu Chen’s family’s company is located in Luojiang. Generally, those who apply to stay during the holidays are those who cannot go home easily from outside the province. Very few local students like Jian Anran choose to stay.< /p>

"Multiple choices." Shen Huainan's answer was an understatement.

After hesitating, Jian Anran opened the educational system again, "Then wait."

After downloading another copy from the academic administration system, Shen Huainan stood at his desk while waiting for it to be printed.

Suddenly feeling the pressure to say something to break the silence, Jian Anran began to speak, "Actually, my mother and I had a fight."

"My dad didn't say anything, but I thought that was what he meant, so he asked my mom to argue with me. I didn't want to compromise, so it ended up like this."

Jian Anran subconsciously raised her eyes to secretly watch the other party's reaction, only to see Shen Huainan sinking at first, "I can't even quarrel with my mother."

"She's not here anymore."

Hearing this, Jian Anran instantly understood Shen Huainan's silence just now. After knowing that she had stepped into a minefield, she immediately began to apologize.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know..."

Seeing the aggrieved Jian Anran in front of her, nervous, anxious and a bit regretful, Shen Huainan laughed out loud instantly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"What are you thinking about?" Shen Huainan suppressed his smile, "My mother is skiing in Switzerland and won't be back for the New Year this year."

Switzerland... She thought about the largest deposit in her card history - 70,000 yuan. She couldn't even imagine such high expenses as going to Switzerland for skiing. Even Jian Anran, who was born in the south, has not been able to see her yet. Over the snow.

Along with the sound of paper coming out of the printer, Jian Anran stood up and walked to the printer and took out the form.

"Here, here you go."

After taking the form and looking at it, Shen Huainan curled his lips slightly and said, "Thank you."

"Are you leaving? Let's go to dinner together?" the other party asked.

Without much hesitation, Jian Anran nodded and turned around to pick up her bag.

……

"Thump thump——" "Thump thump——" "Thump thump——"

As soon as she arrived at the cafeteria and sat down, the cell phone in Jian Anran's pocket started ringing wildly.

Seeing that the person in front of him was unmoved, Shen Huainan couldn't help but said: "Don't you take a look? What if there is some important news."

She said, "Probably not." She still took out her phone frankly.

Knowing that she is not so important that others need her very much, Jian Anran's cell phone usually rings like this when her friends are gossiping in the group.

At this time, if she replied to a message, ten messages would pop up instantly. She was quite experienced in this field and originally planned to wait until she finished eating before reading them.

[Mom: An Ran, it’s because I’ve been in a hurry these days, so I spoke a little too harshly, so don’t take it to heart]

[Mom: You have such a large amount of money in your hands at such a young age. What if you don’t know how to manage it and spend it all?]

[Mom: I wanted you to transfer it to me at that time not for your own good. If you don’t want to, forget it. It’s almost the Chinese New Year holiday, so you should go home then]

[Mom: You can’t be so close to home and still not go home, right? What will others think of us when they hear it?]

She obviously wanted to apologize, but Yang Yahui still couldn't say the words "I'm sorry" to her child.

"What happened?" Shen Huainan asked. Her face had not looked good since she picked up her phone.

Jian Anran shook her head, "My mother asked me to go home during the New Year."

"Are you going back?"

She shook her head subconsciously, and then nodded, "Go back, but I still have to submit my application form and give myself multiple plans."

There are many things that she wants to know, and there are too many questions that she wants to ask. Whether Yang Yahui asked Wen Siheng to borrow money, or she noticed the low pressure between her parents as soon as she returned home, Jian Anran vaguely noticed that during her absence, , a lot of things must have happened at home.

There was a feeling of being on the verge of life and death, and Jian Anran felt that she had to go back.

……

The winter vacation at Luo University started very early. Just after finishing the exam and before the official day of the holiday, Ning Beibei immediately left.

Jian Anran stayed in the dormitory until New Year's Eve. She spoke to the dormitory aunt and took the subway home.

Familiar community, familiar corridors, most people who went out to work during the Chinese New Year have returned. Along the way, Jian Anran met many brothers and sisters who she played with when she was a child.

They had even brought their family with them. Looking at their backs leading their children away, Jian Anran truly felt how time was passing.

But considering that she is divorced, compared to the pace of life of her peers, she even laughs at herself for being ahead of her time.

Having lived here for decades, she didn't even have to look up at the floor when she came home, she just walked to the door based on her feeling.

Stepping onto the last step, she raised her head. Just as she was about to take out her wallet, she saw the white A4 paper taped to the door and the broken seal.

Seal? She stepped forward and took a look. It said "Luojiang City People's Court" and the signature below was from three days ago.

I don't know if she noticed the movement in the stairwell. Before she could open the door, Yang Yahui had already opened the inner door. The moment she saw Jian Anran, she suddenly felt guilty.

As soon as she walked in the door, before she had time to take off her shoes, Jian Anran immediately asked: "What is that at the door?"

"Come in and say, come in and say, don't stand at the door." Yang Yahui pulled her in and quickly closed the door.

"There are so many neighbors up and down, and everyone can see them coming and going. It's not embarrassing when I put the seal on, but now I'm afraid of being embarrassed if I ask?" When her emotions came up, Jian Anran couldn't control her tone at all.<

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"Is it the two hundred thousand from the online loan?" She got straight to the point.

"This... is very complicated." Yang Yahui hesitated.

Looking forward, Jian Anran saw Jian Shaobo sitting on the balcony smoking at a glance. The balcony door was not even closed, and the entire guest restaurant was filled with a strong smell of smoke.

"What's so complicated? And why do online loan calls come to me?" Jian Anran became angrier as she thought about it.

"Eat first, eat first, don't say such unlucky words during the Chinese New Year." Yang Yahui changed the subject again.

Sensing that something was not right, Jian Anran subconsciously turned around and opened the door. On the A4 paper attached to the door, the amount of Jian Shaobo's debt was written in detail——

The moment she saw 600,000 yuan, she even felt like her eyes went dark.

"How much have you borrowed? This is not even about online loans? Is this why you asked me to come back?" Jian Anran raised her voice specially.


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