An Ruyu shook her head, her clear black and white eyes shining brightly, a strong smile playing on her lips, her sweet voice choked with emotion, "It's okay, I understand, Dad."

Isn't it just favoritism towards Anhe?

You think you can get rid of her with this little money?

It's true that blood ties are a blessing; even twelve years of companionship can't compare to this meager blood relation.

An Ruyu was almost driven mad with jealousy. Why was An He so lucky?!

"It's good that you understand. Ruyu is the best girl."

Father An patted An Ruyu's head and nodded with satisfaction. As expected of the daughter raised by the An family, she has such a broad perspective.

An Ruyu smiled gently, her obedient and sensible demeanor prompting her father to deposit another sum of money into her account.

"Dad, where's Xiaohe?"

They should at least bring her along to the hospital to see her, since they appear to be as close as sisters.

An's father said nonchalantly, "She left with your aunt."

What? !

Anhe ran away?!

How could she use An He to highlight herself when An He was no longer around?

This situation, which was out of her control, made An Ruyu purse her lips tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

An Ruyu forced a smile. "It's good to be with my aunt. Have they said when they'll be back? I really like Xiaohe."

"Probably in three months."

MNB has opened a branch in K City, so Mingyue will definitely come back. There's no reason why Anhe shouldn't come back either.

Three months later, An Ruyu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't too long. With An He's personality, what could he possibly change in three months?

"I understand, thank you, Dad."

An's mother, feeling jealous, said, "Yes, yes, you only have eyes for your father, not for me, your mother."

An Ruyu immediately hugged her mother's arm and acted coquettishly, "How could that be~ Mom is the best mom in the world~"

The family of three was filled with laughter and joy, their happiness warm and sweet.

To deal with Anhe's matter, Mingyue rushed from M country to K city overnight. If it weren't for a deluxe hand-pulled pancake, Mingyue would have been finished.

After Mingyue brought Anhe back to a manor in M ​​country without stopping, she lazily instructed the servants in the manor, "They can speak the language of Z country. Tell them what you want. I'm going to sleep."

"Okay, Auntie."

Anhe watched helplessly as Mingyue went upstairs. She was still wearing the dress she wore to the banquet, and the blood from her arm, which had been cut by shards of glass, had already dried.

"Miss An, shall I treat the wound on your arm for you?"

A woman who looked to be in her forties was carrying a medical kit and looked at Anhe gently.

An He shook his head slightly, "I can do it myself."

"It's alright, Miss An, you can just call me Aunt Zhang." Aunt Zhang was very talkative. Noticing An He's discomfort, she took the initiative to introduce Mingyue's situation. "Are you wondering why a foreigner like me has the surname Zhang?"

"This is the Chinese name Zhang Li that I specially chose for myself after consulting with Miss Ming. Doesn't it sound nice?"

An He nodded, his attention drawn to Aunt Zhang, and affectionately extended his hand to let Aunt Zhang treat his wound.

"Miss Ming is the most outstanding woman I have ever met. I can say that there are very few women I admire, and Miss Ming is one of them. You don't need to be too nervous. Miss Ming is very kind."

They informed us yesterday that someone would be coming today, and told us to treat you the same way we would treat Miss Ming.

An He was deeply moved, his timid eyes sparkling with anticipation as Aunt Zhang continued speaking.