Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 197 Poor Acting
evening.

I have gone shopping for all the shopping I should do, and bought all the things I should buy.

Bai Shao's enthusiasm continued and she sent the three little ones and An Yan to the car.

"Look at these big and small bags. Do you want me to take you back?" Bai Shao also wanted to take the opportunity to spend some time with the three little ones.

An Yan put the things in the trunk and declined with a smile: "It's getting dark, so Miss Bai remembers to go home early."

"Okay." Bai Shao said unhappy.

But after all, they had only known each other for a day, and she was too embarrassed to go back with him so shamelessly.

Watching An Yan start the car and drive away, Bai Shao waved her hand reluctantly.

Under the setting sun, An Yan saw the shadow of a girl standing on the roadside waving in the rearview mirror, and an inexplicable feeling arose in her heart.

After these few hours together, she was sure that she and Bai Shao had never met before, but where did that familiar feeling come from?
Could it be that this is what people often call eye contact?
Back home, Zhan Mochen also came back from get off work, and An Yan told him about it at the dinner table.

"I met a very special girl today..."

"Oh, who is it?" Zhan Mochen asked casually as he picked up a mandarin fish with chopsticks for An Yan.

"It's quite fun. She recognized Chenchen as her master in the game, so she insisted on treating us to dinner, and even stayed with us for the whole day today..."

An Yan told Zhan Mochen what happened during the day, including the funny scene between Bai Shao and her competing to pay the bill.

"Then this girl is quite interesting..." Zhan Mochen said thoughtfully.

A trace of suspicion flashed across his deep eyes.

This is a bit strange no matter how you look at it.

Is this girl named Bai Shao really asking Chenchen to be her master because she likes to play games?

Was it really a chance encounter today?
This white peony root should not be that simple, so we still need to look it up.

After eating, An Yan took the three little ones to wash up.

Zhan Mochen walked out and made a phone call.

"Look up the woman in the photo."

An Yan took a lot of photos of Bai Shao and San Xiaozhi today, and happily shared a few photos with Zhan Mochen.

Zhan Mochen hung up the phone, moved his fingers, and sent one of the photos to Ding Hao.

Ding Hao was moved when he received the message.

Thanks to the boss for not leaving the name directly for him to check.

The next day.

"Mr. An, good morning."

Qin Shu walked towards him and found that her boss was radiant, and her anxious heart finally settled down.

She saw that Mr. An was not in a good mood before, and she thought about whether to ask, but she was worried that this was Mr. An's private matter, and the two of them had not gotten to know each other well enough.

An Yan smiled at her: "Good morning!"

As soon as she walked into the office and sat down, her cell phone rang suddenly.

It's An Qi calling.

An Yan remembered the scene of their last meeting, and a flash of understanding flashed in her eyes. She had known that An Qi would not stop so soon.

The good show should be yet to come.

"My good sister, do you want to know more exciting news?" An Qi smiled proudly and wildly on the phone: "If you want to know, you can invite me to drink coffee."

Familiar tone.

An Yan slightly curled her lips, and she thought she was watching a good show for free.

She readily agreed to meet: "Okay, let's meet at Peninsula Coffee." After saying that, she hung up the phone.

An Qi was stunned.

Why did this bitch agree to meet her so quickly?Could there be any other conspiracy?
An Qi hesitated, but when she thought of the trump card in her hand, she immediately gained courage.

Peninsula Cafe.

An Qi walked in with high heels and saw An Yan at first sight.

She was sitting by the window. Her beige skirt outlined her beautiful figure. Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders. Her whole person exuded an elegant temperament, like a summer lotus blooming in summer.

An Qi lowered her head and glanced at her exquisite dress, feeling a little confident. She deliberately straightened her back and walked towards An Yan.An Yan happened to look up and her eyes fell on her, with no expression on her face.

An Qi sneered in her heart and walked over to sit down. When she looked at An Yan, a proud smile appeared on her face.

"Tell me what you want to say." An Yan said lightly.

"Sister, will Brother Mo Chen go back every night now?" An Qi suddenly asked.

An Yan glanced at An Qi, a little curious about what medicine she was selling in her gourd.

After all, it is rare to see her looking so calm.

"If you want to know so much, why not..." An Yan suggested kindly, "Call him directly and ask?"

"You!" Before An Qi could say anything, An Yan was so angry that she jumped up and down.

But she quickly adjusted her mood and smiled as if she had thought of something: "Of course I know whether Brother Mo Chen has gone back, after all..."

Before she finished speaking, a shy smile appeared on her face.

An Yan watched coldly, suddenly feeling that An Qi was probably depressed at home these days, and her acting skills were getting better and better.

"Keep acting." She said calmly.

The smile on An Qi's face faded, she was filled with hatred, and her long manicure pinched into the palm of her hand.

Since when did this bitch become so sharp-tongued?
However, she was not here to argue with An Yan today, she had more important things to do.

An Qi looked away bitterly and put on a proud smile again.

"I'm here to tell you that I have met Brother Mo Chen several times recently, and he has never forgotten me! Don't think that you are the only one in Brother Mo Chen's heart. If you are wise, leave Brother Mo Chen yourself. Don't die again. Face him!"

An Qi's chin was raised high, and even her hair exuded an air of arrogance.

But her arrogant look was really ridiculous in An Yan's eyes.

"That's it?" An Yan mocked lightly, "It seems I've looked down on you again."

"Okay, look what this is!" An Qi became angry and pointed the phone directly in front of An Yan, and opened the screen to show her the photos inside.

Are there really photos?
It seems that this is to implement the spirit of acting and doing a complete set.

An Yan sneered in her heart and glanced lightly.

But stunned.

Under the dim light of the bar, An Yan hugged the man's neck. The man tilted his head slightly, half of his face exposed.

At first glance, the profile of Zhan Mochen's face is indeed exactly the same!
only……

An Yan was about to take a closer look, but An Qi suddenly retracted her hand, with a happy smile on her face.

"Did you see clearly? While you, a yellow-faced woman, was working hard at home to take care of your children, Brother Mo Chen was holding me in his arms, talking sweetly to me in the bar, and vowed to only love me for the rest of his life!"

An Qi raised her phone with a provocative look on her face.

An Yan said nothing.

Even though it was just a glance just now, she had already seen clues from the photo.

She raised her hand and swept away the broken hair on her cheeks, and asked An Qi with a smile: "Since you have been following Zhan Mochen for so long, do you know his living habits?"

An Qi asked warily: "What do you mean?"

Then he yelled loudly: "You want to say that Brother Mo Chen never goes into bars? That's because he is with boring people like you. He likes being with me..."

"The floral shirt that man is wearing does not belong to Zhan Mochen at all. The clothes in his wardrobe are only black, white and gray." An Yan said lightly.

An Qi's pupils shrank suddenly.

How could she forget such important information.

Zhan Mochen, the clothes he wears all year round are indeed only three colors: black, white and gray.

Panic spread from her eyes to her face.

She was panicking in her heart, but she still said: "You are talking nonsense, how could Brother Mo Chen not have this clothes? This is what he was wearing that day..."

"Okay, stop acting."

As expected, An Qi's acting skills were still so poor, and An Yan completely lost the mood to watch the show.

(End of this chapter)