Chapter 317 A Joke
"I'm afraid you don't want me." He, a tall man, looked like a puppy, wagging his tail at her, completely destroying the serious atmosphere.
An Zhixia couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, and continued to hum: "I'm telling you, I'm really cold-hearted. If you lose an arm or a leg one day, I will immediately take the money from my family and remarry!"
Fang Yuan's eyes widened. He was not willing to do that. He just picked her up and slapped her lightly on the flesh. "You are heartless. I have never seen a woman say such words directly. You obviously want to do good for me, but you say it as if you can't wait. Do you think I should hit you?"
She pursed her lips, "You are a bully!"
He smiled evilly and came closer, saying, "I still have something to use, do you want to try?"
An Zhixia pinched the tender flesh on his waist, but spoke softly and obediently: "What are you talking about? I don't understand..."
Damn it!
Fang Yuan threw the man onto the bed and stood up, saying sullenly, "I'm going back first. If I stay any longer, I'm sure the whole family will get upset."
An Zhixia pursed her lips and smiled, lying on the bed with a hint of charm, pinching her voice like a woman in an ancient brothel, and waved at him: "Sir, take care."
He glared at the woman fiercely and said through gritted teeth: "You can keep making trouble. I'll put down everything for you. The principal and interest will be enough to pay you back for decades!" Then he opened the window and jumped out nimbly.
This is the second floor, three or four meters high!
She was so scared that she quickly got up from the bed. She saw that the man had landed steadily, turned around and waved at her, then walked away with his hands in his pockets and a proud look on his face.
Looking at the tall and strong figure, An Zhixia felt warm in her heart.
She had been very tired these past few days and it was rare for her to sleep through the night. When she got up lazily to wash up, she heard the children chirping happily in the yard.
She was stunned for a moment, realizing that Fang Yuan had indeed come and that last night was not a dream.
She went back to the house and changed into a lace-up puff-sleeved turmeric-colored ankle-length skirt with scattered flowers. An Zhixia had fair skin, a slender figure, and a tall stature. She put on silver lace-up sandals, and she looked as bright and beautiful as the most blooming peony in the yard!
She braided her hair into a loose pigtail and dyed it with a lazy and elegant touch.
She went downstairs again, but did not go out. Instead, she sat at the dining table and leisurely ate candied date and red bean rice dumplings and drank the slightly bitter but rich and mellow soy milk.
The door was pushed open, and several children came in tiptoeing with smiles on their faces. When they saw An Zhixia eating breakfast, they stopped trying to be quiet and cried happily, "Sister, my dad is back!"
Behind them was Fang Yuan, a tall man with long legs. She could see him clearly during the day, but she just glanced at him casually. Her eyes were fixed on him, and she couldn't help but feel tender and affectionate.
He had been gone for half a month, and he was darker and thinner than before, but his eyes were brighter, and his aura was calm and explosive, unlike the low-key and restrained one in the past. And such a person was even more difficult to pull back, and she sighed helplessly and sweetly in her heart.
"Why are you here so early? Have you eaten?" she asked with a faint smile.
Fang Yuan looked at her with a green, hungry look in his eyes. He strode over, pulled out a chair and sat down next to her, saying with a smile, "I've eaten. I'm picking you up to go to work. I'll take the three little ones back with me."
Old Mrs. Jiang came over with dissatisfaction: "The three children are so well-behaved. You are a grown man who only goes to work at noon and in the evening. How can you have time to accompany them? Why not let them continue to accompany the two of us old people? Before school starts, let them learn something from us. They can also have a balanced diet and not delay their growth.
Or are you alienated from us?"
The last sentence directly put a accusation on him. Fang Yuan smiled helplessly and said, "Grandma, you can't be unreasonable. They have been bothering you and grandpa here for more than ten days. You have to go home and let you have some peace and quiet."
"What do you mean by quiet? Children are so lively. We old people like to see pretty, well-behaved and smart children. Why do you occupy our darling and are you not willing to give up the three children to accompany us?" Old Mrs. Jiang's face was long, she touched one with one hand and the other with the other, then smiled and said to the children: "Didn't we agree before? You will live at your great-grandmother's house before school starts, so that your father won't be busy all the time."
An Zhixia smiled and stretched out the tone: "Grandma..."
If the three children were really hers and Fang Yuan's, it wouldn't matter where they were, but they were the children of Fang Yuan's brother. They were sensitive and needed a stable home. No matter how good the Jiang family was, it was not a place that gave them a sense of security. If they thought too much, they would think Fang Yuan was going to abandon them after getting married.
Old Mrs. Jiang sighed helplessly and reluctantly told the children: "You must remember your great-grandmother and great-grandfather. Come over on the weekend. Great-grandmother will have someone make delicious food for you!"
The children smiled and nodded, making the promise over and over again.
After dinner, Fang Yuan left with one child, one adult and three children.
After sending An Zhixia to the downstairs of the TV station, Fang Yuan said reluctantly: "Let's go eat together at noon. I'll take the children back first."
She smiled and waved, and once everyone left, she turned and walked towards the studio to prepare for a morning meeting with the employees.
"Teacher Xiao An," Shao Tongfeng strode over with an anxious look on his face, followed by two assistants.
An Zhixia's face darkened slightly. "What happened?"
"The conference room caught fire last night, and the two thousand letters you selected along with four tables were all burned!" He spoke without even catching his breath, "Because there are trees behind our office building, the security guards on duty in the studio didn't notice it. The fire went out by itself after the tables were burned. We have asked our comrades in the police station to check it out."
She pursed her lips and followed them to the office building. The meeting room was on the second floor, which was the place with the most lush trees outside the house. The leaves covered the area from top to bottom and from left to right, making it difficult to notice from a distance.
"Director Xiao An," the director said with a look of pain on his face, "I did indeed close the doors and windows when I left last night, but I don't know how the bad guys took advantage of the opportunity. Our hard work for a week has all been wasted."
There were so many office staff in the station, and many people from the radio station and newspaper were borrowed to work overtime for a week. The whole of Kyoto and even the whole country knew that their TV station was recruiting. Nearly 140,000 letters were collected here, just to select the most outstanding and capable young people. Now they can only hand in blank papers. The leaders were also paying close attention to them. A fire turned all their efforts into nothing. No, it made the TV station a joke!
"What do the comrades in the police station say?" An Zhixia asked sternly, without showing any panic or anger.
Seeing her like this, the director, who had been panicking all morning, suddenly calmed down.
(End of this chapter)
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