Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 887 Hold hands with him

Leng Chengtian rushed home the first time, but he didn't see An Ran's figure, and he was very worried.

"Aunt An, if you come back, please give me a call." After leaving a word, the man didn't dare to stay for a moment, and went straight to Tang Xueer's house.

She couldn't think of where An Ran could go other than Tang Xueer's house.

Shui Miaomiao's nails were done very quickly. When the woman carried An Ran out of the nail shop with a bag and nine-inch high heels, the sporty sports car spun and stopped in front of the two of them.

Reminding An Ran of the thrilling scene a few days ago, she subconsciously backed away, afraid of being hit by a car.

The man opened the door and got out of the car, looking a bit embarrassed, but the excitement on his face could not be concealed: "Auntie, An Ran is here, why didn't you tell me in advance, so I can come here sooner."

After saying that, he didn't forget to tug on his coat to make himself look energetic.

Glancing at her nephew, and then at the comb that was too late to put away at the front of the car, Shui Miaomiao smiled knowingly: "I was notified all of a sudden, how could I tell you?"

Facing strangers, An Ran was a little shy, looked at Shui Miaomiao and asked, "This is..."

Sheng Jialun's smile froze for an instant, but he reacted quickly, and stretched out his hand: "Hello, my name is Sheng Jialun, we met before, at the door of your company."

"Ah! I remembered, I'm really sorry, I don't have a good memory." An Ran reached out her hand politely, and shook hands with him.

Seeing her nephew's nympho, Shui Miaomiao couldn't bear to expose her, so she pulled An Ran into the driveway: "Hurry up, we're hungry, take us to dinner."

An Ran didn't see it, she withdrew her hand, and when she followed Shui Miaomiao into the car, Sheng Jialun looked happy.

He put his hands under his nose and smelled it again and again, it was all the fragrance from An Ran's hands, he was so excited that his heart was about to burst.

If it wasn't for Shui Miaomiao's probe to urge him, he would probably still be standing there smiling foolishly.

It was not the first time for An Ran to ride a sports car, but it must be the first time for her to ride in a car that is two years younger than her and also a fan of her own.

Looking at the photo of herself in the car curiously, An Ran asked with a smile: "Why do you have my photo?"

Sheng Jialun's hands were shaking excitedly, but he deliberately set the speed of the car and said: "Screenshot, the one in your hand is the best one in my opinion, but I have spent a lot of time and slowed it down several times. It’s cut from the Internet speed, isn’t it pretty?”

"It's really pretty. I didn't expect that I would still be so pretty."

In the photo, it was her appearance when she was speaking at the award ceremony. She was so beautiful that she didn't even know herself.

"If you like it, I'll give you the one in your hand, but you have to sign it for me." Sheng Jialun said, staring at the rearview mirror without blinking, as if afraid that An Ran might fly away.

"Really, then I put it away. As for the autograph and so on, it's easy to say."

The editor-in-chief's nephew is also his own nephew, not to mention that she is so admired by others.

Of course she couldn't disappoint her fans.

Since getting in the car, Shui Miaomiao has been silent, watching the two chatting with a gentle smile on her lips.

If it weren't for the occasional one or two sentences, An Ran would have thought that there was no such person here!
An Ran, who has eaten delicacies from mountains and seas, is not interested in Thai food.

It's just Sheng Jialun's humor that made her laugh for a long time.

Opposite the restaurant, Leng Chengtian looked into the floor-to-ceiling windows, the woman's cheerful little face exuded a chill all over her body.

(End of this chapter)