"This is my personal secretary Zhang Cheng. He came here to bring me something."

Seeing the two people coming out, Leng Junli explained.

"It's okay, it's okay."

An Qiaoqiao waved her hand when she heard this.

"I came here a little hastily today and didn't prepare any gifts. I just asked Secretary Zhang to buy these at the counter. They're all things girls like. I hope you like them."

After Leng Junli finished speaking, Zhang Cheng immediately put the bags in his hand on the coffee table.

"No need to be like this, Mr. Leng is too polite."

Seeing him so formal, An Qiaoqiao felt a little restrained, but when she thought that she was Shu Yan's only relative, she straightened up quickly.

"Then we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau first. Next time we have time, we'll formally invite Miss An to have dinner with us."

Leng Junli nodded to An Qiaoqiao, went over to put the household registration book in Shu Yan's hand into her bag, and then pulled her towards the door.

"Let's go, talk later."

When they reached the door, Shu Yan turned around and waved to An Qiaoqiao who had walked them there.

"Yeah, go ahead."

An Qiaoqiao also waved.

In the car, Shu Yan felt depressed when she thought of An Qiaoqiao's lost look just now.

The two grew up together, went to school together, worked together, and depended on each other. Now they are suddenly separated, which makes her feel very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?"

Noticing that she was in a bad mood, Leng Junli turned around and asked with concern.

"It's nothing. I just feel a little uncomfortable because I'm suddenly separated from the sisters I grew up with."

Shu Yan smiled.

"If you can't adapt, we can go live in Beiyuan. I have two apartments there, just up and down the stairs. I can transfer one to Miss An's name."

Seeing that she was not in a good mood, Leng Junli suggested.

"No, no, no need..."

Hearing that he wanted to give her a house as a gift, Shu Yan was so scared that she quickly waved her hand to refuse.