Chapter 8: You owe me much more than this

An Wen was shocked and even more distressed.

"Jiang E, I'm sorry."

"You're not sorry for me. An Ai." Jiang E shook her head. She stared at An Ai seriously, "Everything about me is my life."

An Wen was silent. She knew that if Jiang E's parents didn't change their route because of her request, why would Jiang E have to endure this? She should still be the little princess doted on by her parents, a good little girl who never touches the sun...

After settling Jiang E and the children, it was already ten o'clock in the evening when An Wen returned home. An Qi and Aunt Xie have already gone to bed.

She moved lightly, fearing to wake anyone. Fortunately, the sound insulation was good, and Anqi's sleep quality was better, so she didn't wake anyone.

After taking a shower, An Wen realized that his phone was not charged, so he took out his phone and charged it. After the phone was turned off for several hours and turned back on, countless messages poured in.

Only then did An Wen remember that she had promised to meet Dong Yihang today and return his things.

In fact, she could charge her cell phone, but for some reason, she forgot about it when she met Jiang E. Perhaps she deliberately ignored it.

Dong Yihang called her four or five times and sent five or six text messages, but she didn't read any of them or receive any of them.

"Five o'clock, Wangxiang Tower."

"You're late. I'll wait for you for an hour."

"Where are you? Send me your address."

"What a villain if you don't keep your word."

"An Wen, is it fun to play with me?" This was the last text message Dong Yihang sent to her.

The more An Wen read the message, the more he could sense his anger.

She didn't dare to call back and only replied with a message, "Sorry, my phone ran out of battery today. Something unexpected happened today, so I missed the appointment. I will definitely return your things to you tomorrow."

After sending the text message, he immediately turned off his phone, took out the things that he had packed and returned to Dong Yihang, and put them on the table with the intention of returning them tomorrow.

I thought for two seconds.

An Wen sat in front of the window sill, slowly squatted down, and used the key to open a box in the bedside cabinet. In the moonlight, a pair of rings inside shone. Her eyes were stunned.

She gently stroked the pair of rings, which were relics picked up at the scene after the car accident and the only relics left by her parents.

At that time, my parents decided to remarry, and my father also bought a new pair of rings, planning to wear them when they got married, but it was too late...

She did not let the pair of rings, which had not been put on by her parents, be buried with her, but kept them as a thought and a kind of wake-up call.

After a few seconds, An Wen took off one of the diamond rings and put it on her ring finger. The size was just right. Her hands were the same size as her mother's, so it fit perfectly on her hand.

After doing everything, An Wen began to sleep, but when she lay on the bed, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Tossing and turning at night, An Wen spent an hour putting on makeup in the morning to cover up the dark circles under her eyes and look refreshed. Then she put on a treasured skirt and instantly looked radiant.

I turned on my phone and saw two messages and a missed call from Dong Yihang.

An Wen ignored it. She opened the only safe in the house and carefully took out the diamond ring box hidden inside.

This is the only relic left by my parents back then. It was originally worn on their parents' hands.

After the car accident, the pair of wedding rings fell at the scene of the car accident.

An Wen did not let them be buried with them, but collected them, both as a reminder and as a reminder.

Every time she saw this pair of wedding rings, she felt like she was back when her parents were still alive...

She gently stroked the dazzling and delicate wedding ring, took out the smaller one, and put it on her hand.

The size is just right. She has beautiful hands born from her mother. They are slender, white and small, and the diamond rings on the pink fingers are very conspicuous.

"Ai An, I made ice cream last night and waited for you to come back. The ice cream melted and you didn't even come back." When he opened the door, An Qi looked at An An with aggrieved look on his face, "You can't even eat what I made." Ice cream, what a shame.”

An Wei felt confused, "Huh? You really made me ice cream? It's really a pity."

"Yes, the ice cream I made is more delicious than others, but it's a pity that you can't eat it. I forgot to put it in the refrigerator, so it melted..." An Qi's handsome face was filled with regret, and a look of grievance flashed across his face. Pass.

"Thank you, An Qi, can I come back early tonight? Can you do it for me then?" An Wei quickly comforted him.

"No." An An shook his head vigorously, "Ani, come with me to the store now, and I will make it for you again. Make a new ice cream that you can't buy outside."

An Wen felt helpless, "Okay. But I have to go to work now."

"Oh, then you go to work." An Qi lowered his head in disappointment, "I'm going to work too."

The job An Qi was talking about was selling milk tea in a milk tea shop.

An Wei felt a little bitter. The milk tea shop was actually clamoring to sell milk tea because An Qi said he wanted to support her.

She just treated it as having fun and didn't pay much attention to the location selection, but An Qi was very serious.

The milk tea shop is not far away, just on the street behind their rented house. The shop actually hires clerks, and the shop does not make any money. It is good to be able to maintain capital, but An Qi regards it as his job.

An Wen told Aunt Xie to take good care of An Qi, and then went out with a big box in his arms.

An Qi refused to let her go. He noticed the ring on An An's hand and said, "The ring An An is wearing is very beautiful. I want to wear it too."

Aunt Xie glanced at An An in confusion and didn't ask any more questions.

An Wen smiled awkwardly, "But this is what a girl wears."

"It's easy." An Qi turned around and ran to her bedroom. After a while, he came out with another ring on his hand, showing off proudly, "Ana, doesn't it look good?"

An Wen didn't know that An Qi had known where she hid the ring, and was speechless for a moment.

"I'm going to play with it."

"But... you must not lose it." An Wen said helplessly.

"Okay, I know, this is my parents' ring. I wore it for one day and then gave it back to them." An Qi said seriously, "I want my dad to buy one for me too."

An Wen:...

Half an hour later, An Wen appeared at Wangjiang Tower.

Dong Yihang booked a private room. An Wen opened the door and saw a man in a suit standing in front of the window sill talking on the phone.

An Wen is a suit lover. When she was in college, she bought a suit for Dong Yihang, but Dong Yihang refused to wear it at that time.

She had imagined that Dong Yihang would look like a man in a suit. He must have a majestic appearance and extraordinary temperament. After all, Dong Yihang is just a clothes hanger.

Now, she realized that Dong Yihang looked more handsome and stylish in a suit than she had imagined, and the young talents in the entertainment industry had to step aside.

His back was as unattainable as a mountain, as straight as a pine and cypress, and there was a sense of dignity and alienation in his movements.

After being stunned for a second, she immediately looked away as if she was being burned, walked into the box indifferently, and put the gift box in her hand on the table, "Dong Yihang, I have returned your things. From now on, we will not owe each other anything." goodbye."

Dong Yihang had already hung up the phone the moment she walked in, with a look of indifference and alienation all over his body, and his deep eyes contained complicated and difficult-to-understand emotions.

After hearing An An's words, his face immediately changed.

An Wen could sense that he was angry.

"Don't owe each other?" He pressed the back teeth and spit out four words.

An Wen nodded bravely, "It was my fault back then, I'm sorry."

"But what you owe me is much more than this." Dong Yihang stared at her indifferently, "You are the only one who is so arrogant about debts, Miss An."