Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 1089 It's All His Fault
But for a certain period of time after the divorce, An Ran's number was imprinted in his heart by accident, but it never sounded again.

Now it rang suddenly, but it made him a little dazed, and he couldn't believe the numbers he saw with his eyes.

It wasn't until the chess player opposite him couldn't stand it and pushed him, that he smiled shyly, picked up his phone and got up to connect: "Hello, is it right?"

Unknowingly, there was a tremor in his voice.

Unaware of the urgency in An Haiwen's tone, An Ran asked, "What's going on with An Haiwen's enterprise?"

An Haiwen choked, and an inexplicable expression appeared in his eyes: "What, what's going on?"

"Let me ask you, isn't An's Enterprise under your name?" An Ran spoke again, her tone still icy cold.

A sense of loss appeared in An Haiwen's heart: "You, didn't your mother tell you? An's Enterprise has returned to her name, and I'm just a small shareholder under An's Enterprise."

Is An's under my mother's name?
Why didn't my mother tell myself?

"When did it happen?" An Ran asked again, not caring much about who An's belonged to.

"Well, it happened years ago, didn't your mother tell you?" An Haiwen opened his mouth, and when he wanted to say something more, the phone suddenly stopped.

Looking down at the screen that had been restored to a screen saver, he felt too much loss in his heart.

He and his biological daughter have come to this point, should he be blamed for having a mistress, or should he be blamed for being too greedy?

Either way, it was all his fault.

"Hey! Old An, you can't play chess anymore? Everyone is waiting for you!"

An Haiwen's latest chess friend opened his mouth, and his idle appearance made An Haiwen stunned for a moment.

In the past, he was high-spirited, in suits and leather shoes, and talked about cooperation with people everywhere, but now he has fallen to the point where he plays chess with retired old men to pass the time.

man!It's really a step by step.

"No, it's time for me to go home and cook. My wife will give birth in a few months, so I have to watch over it."

An Haiwen waved his hands, his old back was hunched, and he didn't have the same dignity as before.

Boom, a group of people laughed and ridiculed An Haiwen's wife slave.

Obviously there is a nanny at home, but every day is like a 24-hour filial husband.

When he was only middle-aged and strong, he acted like a little old man every day.

The laughter of the crowd had long been used to An Haiwen's ears.

He has long since worn down his fighting spirit and lost his personality. He only thinks about nurturing and cultivating his child with all his heart after his child is born, so that he can fulfill his original ideal.

After all, he is not as vigorous as when he was young.

……

An Ran hung up the phone and sighed slightly.

For such a big matter, my mother kept it so tight that she didn't reveal it to her at all, which is really good enough.

Compared with mother's concealment, An Ran believed that it must be Leng Chengtian's handwriting.

Ask her if she will be angry.

The answer is simple, she is not angry.

The reason why Leng Chengtian did this was also to vent his anger on her.

An's originally belonged to his own mother, so it was only natural to bring it back to her mother.

While An Ran was in a daze, the car suddenly bumped into something, and started spinning in circles.

Although it wasn't rush hour, it was still the main road in the city. Many cars crashed into it one after another. The violent impact caused the airbags on the front and rear seats to pop out with a 'bang'.

An Ran and Leng Tingting were squeezed between the seats and could not move.

(End of this chapter)