Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

When a white Rolls-Royce of the global limited edition drove into the community, Anhao and Zuo Hancheng had already put down their tableware and waited.

An Ping had sought a doctor in Los Angeles for nearly a month before returning. When she returned to New York, she accompanied her to the airport because her daughter wanted to go to Paris to watch a catwalk. However, because of the anger of Father An, she eventually took her daughter. come back.

"Mom, Grandpa has always disliked me. He gets angry every time he sees me. Isn't he still as angry today as before? You have accompany me to the airport, but you turned back halfway. My friends are all because I've let off the pigeons several times and I'm dissatisfied with me." An Xin walked beside An Ping, aggrieved as he walked home.

An Ping didn't say a word, just handed over the things in her hand to the servant and walked back all the way.

An Xin walked quickly behind her, feeling that her mother seemed to have been preoccupied ever since she went to Los Angeles, and many times she did not get a response when she talked to her.

An Xin looked at An Ping’s back with a delicate and sensitive mood, she could only trot to follow, raised her hand and put her hand in her hand affectionately: "Mom, in fact, I just complained, don’t tell me. Angry, there are only a few people in our family. Grandpa and grandma are not very close to me. You have loved me the most for so many years. If you are also angry with me, then there will be no place for me in this home. ..."

An Ping's footsteps suddenly stopped, and she turned her eyes to her daughter beside her, and saw that she and the other person in her heart had a somewhat similar face, concealing the sentimentality under her eyes, faintly hooked her lips, and then took her hand: "An Xin, Mom just isn't feeling well, don't think too much."

An Xin just laughed, and handed the Chanel limited edition bag in her hand to the servant who walked over. With both hands on An Ping's arm, she more intimately put her head on her shoulder and smiled with her. Walk back to the main house of Anjia together.

Ever since I heard Old Man An said that An Ping and the others suddenly changed their minds and they would come back directly tonight, Mrs An Hao has been sitting quietly beside An Hao. The deep thoughts in her eyes make An Hao always turn to the old lady occasionally. Take a quick look at the direction.

"It seems that tonight is destined to be more lively." Zuo Hancheng smiled lightly, his eyes dark and quiet, and he looked very cold and very cold.

Anhao glanced sideways at him, and to be honest, she was actually not ready to meet them so early.

However, just as Anhao swept his gaze in the direction of Zuo Hancheng, he turned his eyes to look at her, his eyes were light, but at the same time he held her fisted hand on his leg, although it seemed calm. Not moving, but Anhao knew he was encouraging himself.

Having reached this point, God has arranged for them to meet as soon as possible, and of course Anhao will not shrink back.

"Originally because of the cold and peaceful being here, the atmosphere of this dinner made people feel good, but the two unfilial things suddenly came back ahead of schedule, lively? Oh, old man, I just ask not to have any farce now!" Old man An His face was ugly: "If you want to go to Paris, go to Paris, and come back when you want to come back. What is it when we settle down? A hotel? Go back and stay for a few days. Don't come back after you leave.

"Don't say a few words, the young couple Hancheng is here, do you want to tell others about the ugliness?" The old lady suddenly pinched him under the table.

Old man An has stopped giving up at this moment. He glanced at Anhao's direction with an unpleasant face, and then whispered to the old lady: "I think Anhao is more like our Anhao granddaughter than that of Anhao. More sensible."

Hearing this, An Hao glanced at Mr. An. Zuo Hancheng's expression was calm and his thin lips curled slightly, and his handsome face with a thin smile in the coldness was a bit cool and inconspicuous mockery. .

The old lady did not look back at Anhao, but when footsteps heard outside the door, she suddenly stood up and blocked the position between Anhao and the front door, making Anhao unable to walk in the door. To be honest, the people in front of the door did not see Anhao the first time after they came in.

"Dad, we are back." An Ping's voice was light and there were no ups and downs.

"Good grandpa~ good grandma~ why did you have dinner at this time today? My grandma was not in the ancestral hall today?" An Xin's sweet voice followed at the same time.

However, the voices of the two paused when they noticed that there were other people on the table, An Ping's eyes fell on the only tall and stern figure that could be seen.

With a pair of cold eyes on Zuo Hancheng, An Ping stagnated, and instinctively looked at the figure blocked by the old lady.

An Xin's eyes were filled with surprise when she saw Zuo Hancheng, followed by an expression of ecstasy, trying hard not to let her express too much excitement, but her face suddenly turned red and she kept on Anping's arm. She couldn't help her hand tightening gradually, but her eyes inevitably still looked a little nervous and excited at the man who was absolutely charming in her eyes.

"Why are you here?" An Xin asked, and suddenly whispered beside An Ping: "Mom, he is the one I told you the other day, the man I met in the hospital, I still I thought there would be no way to see him again in my life. I didn't expect him to come to our house as a guest!"

Although An Xin's voice was small, there were not many people in the restaurant, and no one spoke. So An Xin's voice caught everyone's attention for a while.

Both Elder An and Mrs. An immediately glanced at An Xin with a bit of discomfort, but An Xin's attention was completely focused on the man whose lips were slightly hooked, but with a cold and deep smile.

When An Ping heard An Xin say that Zuo Hancheng was the man she had been talking about the other day, her brows were faintly furrowed, and her eyes looked at Zuo Hancheng's direction.

"Unreasonable!" Suddenly, the dining table was slapped heavily, and the angry voice of the old man instantly drew everyone's attention away.

At this time, An Xin suddenly recovered. She looked at the dissatisfaction in Grandpa An's eyes in a blink of an eye, shrank her neck, and stood carefully behind An Ping, whispering: "Grandpa..."

"Do you still know to call me grandpa? Since a little adopted daughter entered the hometown, the delicate and sensitive parts of the first two years needed to be coaxed by someone to coax, and now it has been filled with substances to run around in a limited edition new car. If you don’t even go home to watch a catwalk in Paris, you still have my grandpa? And this home?"

An Xin didn't expect that the old man would say this to outsiders. Suddenly his face couldn't hold back, but he did not dare to raise his hand and gently tugged An Ping's sleeve.