President Satan, don't love me

Chapter 29 Reasons for being late

"Tomorrow night...do you have time?"

"Tell me what you want to do first."

"There will be a charity auction tomorrow night. I have my eyes on something, but you know, I'm poor and I can't afford it. Please buy it for me."

Qiao Yuchen looked at her, frowning: "What kind of trick are you trying to do?"

"If you really want to play a trick, I won't wait here for you for two and a half hours. Of course, if you don't think it's a trick, then take it as a trick."

She pursed her lips and smiled, clasped her hands together: "Please."

Qiao Yuchen got up: "Let's talk about it tomorrow, if I have time, I will accompany you there."

"If you don't have time, I can replace you. You just need to be responsible for paying the money."

He gave her a contemptuous look, and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

"Then I'll take it as your promise," she said, clapping her hands together: "Waiter, pack up."

Qiao Yuchen looked at the dishes on the table and said, "There's nothing else to pack."

"This soup tastes good. You can eat instant noodles at night."

"With your body, why do you still eat instant noodles? Is the aunt you invited just for display?"

An Ran shrugged: "Auntie asked for leave today."

When Qiao Yuchen returned to the company, Tan Zhengnan was waiting for him.

The two entered the office together, and Tan Zhengnan handed over a document.

"Boss, here is what you want."

When Qiao Yuchen was about to open it, Tan Zhengnan said: "I just received the latest news that the second young master is back."

His face turned cold, "Who allowed him to come back."

"This... I'm not sure."

Qiao Yuchen said coldly, "Let him come to see me."

"Yes."

After Tan Zhengnan went out, Qiao Yuchen opened the folder.

Inside is a copy of An Ran's study report card in Beicheng No. [-] Middle School.

Seeing An Ran's results, Qiao Yuchen felt a little surprised.

For three years in a row, he was the number one in all ranks?

His brows were a little darker, this is what a top student should have.

An Zhantang said that relying on An's family's support, An Ran was ignorant in school and often got into trouble...

He pinched the center of his eyebrows, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

When An Ran returned home, she received a call from An Xin.

An Xin said: "An Ran, how does it feel to wait for someone?"

An Ran's face was as cold as ice, and she didn't respond.

"Do you know why Yu Chen was late at noon today? Because he was with me. I told him that I wanted to eat Lao Ji's vegetable soup. He drove himself to the west of the city to buy it for me. He watched me finish eating before leaving of."

An Ran jokingly smiled: "So, you came to announce your victory to me?"

"I'm warning you, Yu Chen is mine."

An Ran slightly hooked her lips: "Really, An Xin, I might as well tell you, Qiao Yuchen is a man I don't like at all, but now because of you, I will try my best to seduce him, you just hold on tightly He, stare wide-eyed, look at him carefully, little by little, give his heart to me."

After speaking, she hung up the phone directly.

Thinking of the fact that she had waited for Qiao Yuchen for two hours at noon today, her dislike for him increased even more.

In the evening of the next day, An Ran put on a short black off-the-shoulder dress, stepped on eight centimeter high heels, and put on delicate light makeup, and appeared beautifully at the auction.

She sent Qiao Yuchen a text message, telling him that she had arrived.

If he doesn't come, please send a card.

When it was almost six o'clock, Qiao Yuchen appeared in person.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked in gracefully through the gate.

His appearance caused quite a commotion.

Among the crowd, he found An Ran sitting in the last row at a glance.

She is so beautiful today that people can't take their eyes off her.

He walked to An Ran's side and sat down, crossing his legs.

An Ran pursed her lips: "I didn't expect Joe to come here in person."

"What did you see?"

"The third lot is not here yet."

Qiao Yuchen picked up the auction table and glanced at it. The third lot, a giraffe carved by an unknown wood carver?
When is this kind of thing eligible to enter the auction house?

"What's so special about this lot?"

She smiled: "This is my grandfather's work, it should have belonged to me."

(End of this chapter)