Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 67 Is it a boyfriend?
An Zhaoran, a weather anchor, has a relatively relaxed job.

Aside from unexpected weather changes, most of the time all that's needed is to record in advance and wait for the broadcast the next day.

As evening approached, I finished my workday.

After exchanging pleasantries with the other staff members, he turned and walked out of the studio.

She returned to her private rest room and sat down in front of the vanity mirror.

Leaning forward, he observed his face reflected in the mirror.

He smiled, but quickly suppressed it.

Hold it back, don't laugh.

An Zhaoran kept telling herself to calm down.

In the afternoon, I ran into Lin Wanran, whom I disliked very much, at the hospital.

She even slapped the other person and left immediately afterward, not giving them a chance to retaliate.

An Zhaoran felt incredibly refreshed after slapping him.

Especially before leaving the hospital, I saw Lin Wanran's indescribably ugly face by the second-floor railing.

It was incredibly satisfying.

Back in school, Lin Wanran, who was in the same class, was quite conspicuous.

She would often deliberately do intimate things with Liu Changcun in front of her.

At first, the teachers would try to stop it, but due to Liu Changcun's top score in the whole school and Lin Wanran's steadily improving academic level, they were able to stop it.

So I just turned a blind eye.

Over time, An Zhaoran grew tired of being harassed by the woman and began to dislike her.

Originally, she didn't dislike Liu Changcun, but Lin Wanran was always seen with him back then. After a while, she, who had initially admired Liu Changcun, became indifferent to him.

She even started to dislike him a little.

It was from that time that An Zhaoran truly regarded Liu Changcun as a rival in his studies.

Thinking that once his grades surpassed hers, he would have a good talk with her and tell her to keep that annoying Lin Wanran in check so she wouldn't show off in front of her.

However, things didn't go as planned. In the subsequent tests, both big and small, she consistently ranked second.

It was from that time that An Zhaoran's original intention changed.

Instead of advising the couple in love to stay away from him, he went on to surpass Liu Changcun in exam scores.

She didn't finish it until she graduated from high school.

Although the goal of defeating Liu Changcun head-on has not yet been achieved, teaching Lin Wanran a lesson is enough to make An Zhaoran happy all day.

Looking at his reflection in the mirror, at the serious expression he could no longer maintain.

"Hehe~"

An Zhaoran finally couldn't help but let out a smug chuckle in her private rest room.

"Ran-jie, what's making you so happy?"

The sudden sound from the door startled An Zhaoran, who was secretly delighted. She hurriedly turned around in alarm, looking at the door that had been opened at some point.

And... there was also... the little head that assistant Ma Qianqian poked in.

"Why didn't you knock?"

"Yes, I knocked. I knocked three times."

"..."

Perhaps she was too engrossed in reminiscing to hear the knocking at all.

Ma Qianqian pushed open the door and walked in, looking at the expression on An Zhaoran's face.

He sighed and gave the instructions again.

"Ran-jie... watch your facial expressions. You're doing it again. Your expression is always so funny when you're scared."

"???"

After being startled, An Zhaoran quickly raised her hand and patted her cheeks before returning to a blank expression.

Before she could speak, Ma Qianqian spoke again from the side.

"If the other people at the station saw this, I wonder what they would say about you behind your back. It was so funny, that expression you just made."

"I don't care what other people think."

Hearing An Zhaoran's calm and composed answer, Ma Qianqian did not offer any rebuttal.

Having worked with An Zhaoran for the past few years, she, as her assistant, has thoroughly figured out her true personality.

To outsiders, she appears to be an unapproachable, aloof beauty, but in private, she's a girl with a bit of a childish temper.

He usually maintains a serious expression, appearing aloof and unapproachable.

In private, however, he is often confused and does things that are hard to understand.

She picked up the makeup remover from the table, poured it onto a soft face towel, and began removing her makeup in front of the mirror.

As An Zhaoran's assistant, Ma Qianqian would do her makeup before the recording started and remove it after the recording ended.

Although it wasn't the first time she'd seen that face, she couldn't help but feel a little envious that someone in their early thirties could maintain such smooth skin.

An Zhaoran has a very good appearance, and she only needs to apply a full layer of base makeup every time she appears on camera.

The more delicate the facial features, the less makeup is needed to cover them up.

Simply apply a little concealer while maintaining your facial features.

After removing her makeup, Ma Qianqian leaned against the vanity table, tilting her head to look at An Zhaoran's almost unchanged face.

"Speaking of which, Ran-jie, what were you secretly laughing about just now? I could hear you laughing very happily from outside the door."

"Hmm? Was it very loud?"

"It's really big, like the kind that makes a 'hahaha' sound."

With her head thrown back, Ma Qianqian let out a hearty laugh, describing it with a slight exaggeration.

However, when these words reached An Zhaoran's ears, although her face remained serious, her heart was in turmoil.

She was clearly holding it in... When did she burst out laughing?
"Facial expression management." "Oh."

He responded, raising his hand to pat his cheek again.

An Zhaoran calmed down again, and after a long while, she looked at her assistant beside her again.

"Where's my phone?"

"At this."

Reaching out of the drawer beside her, Ma Qianqian retrieved An Zhaoran's phone, which she had left in the break room before the recording.

He handed it to the other person and watched as An Zhaoran took it and hurriedly typed something.

Because of the angle, Ma Qianqian couldn't see what the other person was typing.

After An Zhaoran finished sending the text message, she put her phone back on the table.

Only then did he tentatively ask the question.

"Who have you been texting with lately? You're always glued to your phone."

"a friend."

"Oh~"

If the tone is drawn out slightly, Ma Qianqian immediately becomes interested.

"Is it your boyfriend?"

"How, how is it possible!"

"Pay attention to your facial expressions."

"Clap clap."

An Zhaoran returned to normal and looked at Ma Qianqian, who was squinting and scrutinizing her.

He slowly looked away, pretending to be nonchalant.

"I'll head home now if I don't have anything to do tonight. If anyone needs to reach me, please call me."

"Okay, so about the people you've been exchanging text messages with lately..."

"Let's go, see you tomorrow."

In an instant, An Zhaoran stood up from her seat.

As I walked towards the door, I heard Ma Qianqian's voice as soon as I left the room.

She didn't hear clearly, but fearing the other person would continue to ask questions, she quickened her pace.

After walking three or four meters, I heard shouts coming from behind.

"Ran-jie! You forgot your bag and phone!"

"..."

He quickly turned around, his face down, and excitedly returned to the rest room.

He took the things handed to him and turned to leave without saying a word.

He left only his back view to the assistant standing at the door.

They walked faster and faster, even starting to jog.

Until it turned the corner and disappeared from sight.

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After leaving the TV station, I waited a moment by the roadside and successfully hailed a car.

Sitting in the back seat, I told the driver my apartment address and immediately took out my phone.

Looking at the text message I sent not long ago.

I'm off work and getting ready to go home.

"Ding Ding~"

As the phone rang, the sent text message received a reply.

He hurriedly opened the message and saw it was from Liu Changcun.

I've finished work too, and I'm about to go home and cook. Have you eaten yet?

"..."

Cook?

Looking at the text on her phone screen, An Zhaoran was surprised to learn that the other person could cook.

He quickly tapped the nine-grid keypad on the screen with one hand and sent another message.

I haven't eaten yet.

After sending the message, An Zhaoran, sitting in the back seat of the taxi, stared intently at the screen.

Then his fingers flew across the keyboard, and the second text message was sent immediately afterward.

Can I come to your house?

The text message was sent, but this time Liu Changcun on the other end of the phone replied very slowly.

The taxi received another text message only after passing the third traffic light.

Yes, in Xingfuwan residential complex, building 3, unit 2, the elevator is broken and unusable; you'll have to walk up the stairs to the fourth floor.

After reading the contents of the text message, An Zhaoran suddenly looked up and shouted at the driver.

"Driver, take me to Xingfuwan Residential Area!"

Which Happiness Bay?

"..."

"Wait a moment, let me ask."

After a few seconds of silence, An Zhaoran immediately picked up her phone again.

They started typing like crazy.

(End of this chapter)