Chapter 92 Should I sell my body?
The door of the Yuhe Mansion was pressed anxiously.
The woman outside the door was wearing a light-colored long dress, her black hair was tied up low, her fair face was stained with an unusual blush, and she reeked of alcohol.
She stood at the gate, pressing the doorbell with a stubborn look on her face.
Li Quan stood inside the door, looking embarrassed, "Ms. An, don't press it, Mr. Lu is not at home."
An Ning raised her head and smiled, her steps were a little unsteady, and her voice was drunken, "I asked the security guards at the entrance to the park, and they said that Lu Xiyan's car came back in the afternoon and he didn't leave... Hehe, Uncle Quan, you lied to me..."
"This..." Li Quan saw the innocence in her eyes and exposed the thin lie, which was thinner than window paper. He sighed helplessly, "Miss An, go back. Mr. Lu won't see you."
She had been waiting at the door for twenty minutes, but the young master just said "no see you" and didn't give any instructions.
Li Quan naturally understood that the young master didn't want to see her, and he couldn't let her in no matter what.
An Ning clasped her hands together, holding a plastic bag with a takeaway box inside. She looked very cute and said, "Please, please, I'll just go in and see him, give him some porridge, and then I'll be out."
"Miss An——"
Uncle Quan was about to refuse when he was interrupted by a clear voice behind him.
"What can I do for you?"
At some point, Lu Xiyan appeared at the door downstairs. He was tall and slender, wearing a gray home suit, looking elegant and lazy.
An Ning was a little stunned.
Even though they were several meters apart and the light was dim, she could still clearly see his smooth and delicate facial features, and his indifferent and distant eyes that were both familiar and unfamiliar.
He refused to see me several times when I went to the company, but today he actually went with Cheng Wanwan to customize an engagement dress.
Thinking of this, An Ning's nose felt a little sore. Then she raised the takeaway box in her hand with a smile, "Lu Xiyan, I'll bring you some midnight snacks."
Her uncharacteristic behavior made Lu Xiyan frown slightly. He saw that the alcohol on her face could not be hidden and she was drunk.
He walked down the steps with his long legs and came to An Ning. "Have you been drinking?"
An Ning carefully raised a finger and grinned, "A little bit."
Then she pointed to the takeaway box in her hand, "The chicken congee I bought for you doesn't have shrimp. You can't eat it. You'll be allergic."
She waved her hands earnestly, her expression very serious.
Seeing that the other party was just staring at her and didn't take it, she stretched out the packaging box in her hand through the gap in the closed iron gate and urged, "Hey, take it quickly!"
Lu Xiyan's eyebrows were cold, and there was a sneer at the corner of his lips. What kind of trick was this?
"Need not."
He spat out two words in a cold tone and pretended to turn around and leave.
"Wait wait wait wait!"
An Ning anxiously held onto the door and stood on tiptoe, shouting, "This is the flavor you used to like. It won't taste good when it gets cold!"
Lu Xiyan stopped and turned to look at An Ning, his eyes cold as ice. "I don't like any flavor of porridge."
"Please..." He emphasized these two words, "Don't come again. I don't want to see you again. Do you understand?"
An Ning, under the influence of alcohol, didn't care what he said. Her eyes were slightly red, but she still curled her lips stubbornly, "You're lying! You used to like eating this very much. It's from that old shop in the south of the city. We used to eat there together. You can't eat shrimp, but you insist on ordering it with shrimp. I always picked out the shrimp for you..."
"You know..." An Ning's voice was a little choked up, with a hint of grievance, "It's really hard to queue up in that store."
After leaving Xiaoyu's place, she didn't go home directly. Instead, she took a taxi to the porridge shop and waited in line for almost an hour before she could buy the porridge.
As soon as she got it, she was afraid that the chicken porridge would become cold and have a fishy smell and would not taste good, so she quickly took a taxi to deliver it.
Lu Xiyan lived far away, and the taxi fare for this trip was quite a lot, which made her feel very distressed.
She was even more upset that he didn't appreciate it now.
Lu Xiyan looked at her slightly red eyes, and the way she stubbornly refused to let the tears fall, and tried to force out that ugly smile, which made him even more annoyed.
In order to discuss cooperation, she could actually go to such lengths. Last time, she rushed towards his car without caring about her life, and this time, she even did not hesitate to dig up those memories of the past to play the emotional card.
When he humbly begged for peace, she remained calm, but now she can do so many things because of work.
He really underestimated her.
Lu Xiyan frowned, his eyes full of disgust, "The past is the past, and the present is the present."
"I've never liked chicken porridge before, let alone now." He sneered, "Besides, people's tastes change. What do you think, Miss An?"
In this ever-changing world, people's hearts can change, let alone their tastes.
An Ning tried hard to open her big red eyes, "But my taste hasn't changed. I still like the shredded chicken and shrimp porridge. I don't like other places, I only like this one!"
I still like you, Lu Xiyan.
An Ning kept these words in her heart but could not say them out loud.
"Oh!"
Lu Xiyan smiled coldly, as if he had heard a huge joke.
He took a step forward and smelled the strong smell of alcohol on her.
He looked down at her, a layer of frost covering his deep eyes.
"It seems that Miss An really cares about this job, even more than your ridiculous self-esteem. For the cooperation between Hao Wei and Ou Teng, you even use these tricks?"
He curled his lips into a smile, "If I had known this would happen, why would I have done it in the first place? I'm curious, how far can you go for cooperation? Next time, should you sell your body?"
"But it's a pity." His thin lips curled into a smile, but his cold eyes were full of sarcasm, "I have no interest in you anymore."
"I've made it clear enough, Miss An, do you understand?"
His words were like an ice pick piercing An Ning's heart, chilling her to the bone.
Tears flowed down and into my mouth, tasting more bitter than alcohol.
His chest was heaving violently, as if someone was strangling him and he couldn't breathe. Even his hands holding the plastic bag were shaking uncontrollably.
She stared at Lu Xiyan's stern face in a daze, unable to utter a word.
She had never thought that such harsh words would come out of Lu Xiyan's mouth. In the past, he was reluctant to say a harsh word to her.
An Ning's face was covered with tears. She carefully placed the chicken porridge in her hand on the stone pier at the door, her fingers tightly clenched around her bag, and without saying anything, she turned and left.
Lu Xiyan watched her back as she left, taking one deep step and one shallow step. It was obvious that she had drunk quite a lot.
Suppressing the annoyance in his chest, he turned and went into the house.
"Lu Xiyan!"
Suddenly someone called him from behind. He turned around and met An Ning's red eyes.
At some point, she took a few steps and then turned back, pointed at his nose and shouted, "You're going to regret this!"
She choked with sobs, "You will regret bullying me like this!"
"Ha!" The man laughed after a brief moment of surprise. "The one who should regret this is you, An Ning."
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