The actress' ex-wife is very popular

Chapter 3217 Is this sending warmth?
Cheng Anyue glanced at the car on the side of the road, saw that it was the car coming to pick her up, looked at Song Chao and said, "I'm leaving first, see you next week."

"Can we go home together next Monday?" Song Chao asked.

Seeing Cheng Anyue looking at him, Song Chao turned his head, coughed lightly, and said, "This way the tutoring will be more convenient."

Cheng Anyue nodded, they are neighbors, they can study together after returning home, and they are not afraid of being surrounded by Liu Xinbei and the others.

"En!" Cheng Anyue nodded, "Then I'll go first."

Song Chao stood in place, watching Cheng Anyue walking towards the black Maybach step by step. For some reason, he had an illusion in his heart, as if it was an abyssal black hole.

He suddenly felt a little uneasy, frowned, and walked directly across the road.

Inside the car, a pair of sharp and cold eyes had watched the scenes at the school gate early on. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and the dangerous color in his eyes flashed past. The temperature in the whole car was extremely cold.

An Yuan in front looked forward, but his palms were sweating because he knew that the young master was not in a particularly good mood.

That's right, anyone who waited at the school gate for more than an hour would not be happy to see the person who was waiting talking and laughing with other boys.

What's more, this person is still the head of the An family, a person who counts in hundreds of thousands per second.

So just now he pressed the horn, or rather, he had to.

No one could withstand the wrath of Patriarch An's family, but maybe not to that extent.

The car door opened, and the air-conditioning came in. Cheng Anyue was stunned for a moment, and saw the young man sitting in the back seat of the car at a glance.

She said in surprise, "Master?"

Why did he come to pick her up again?

An Shijue seemed to know what she was thinking, and said indifferently, "By the way!"

Cheng Anyue nodded, and got into the car without thinking too much.

An Yuan glanced at An Shijue at the back through the rearview mirror, just in time to meet his gaze, he understood, and started the car.

Cheng Anyue leaned on the back of the chair. Although she still didn't dare to approach An Shijue, it was obvious that her current posture was much looser than before. It was obvious that she was no longer on guard, or even afraid of the people around her.

It was very quiet inside the car, or rather, the quiet atmosphere was the same as before.

But Cheng Anyue just felt uncomfortable, so she secretly glanced at the person next to her.

He crossed his legs, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked forward with cold eyes. The whole figure was like a statue, motionless, but even if it was a statue, it was also a handsome and cool sculpture.

Cheng Anyue felt that she should say something to ease the atmosphere, she said, "Master, are you a little late for getting off work recently?"

An Shijue didn't speak, but if you look carefully, you will find a slight looseness in his dark eyes.

Cheng Anyue lowered her head, and said to herself: "Master, I don't want to interfere with your work, but I just think you should take a good rest."

Because several times when she was thirsty and poured water, she found that the light in the study was still on, and the clock was already turning.

In fact, she vaguely knew that An Shijue had a bad relationship with An Zhengyang and his son in An's house, as she could imagine from the fact that he lived alone in such a big house.

She felt that living alone in An's house would make her feel lonely, and An Shijue would have the same thought in the dead of night.

She was going to leave soon, and she always felt that if she didn't say something, she might not have a chance to say it in the future.

"Who taught you?" The person next to him suddenly asked.

Cheng Anyue was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at him, and replied, "No one taught me."

An Shijue's eyes tightened slightly, and he said indifferently: "So, this is sending warmth? Moreover, it was before parting."

(End of this chapter)