Chapter 9: No more entanglement

An Wen was stabbed and said, "I'm sorry. I was young and ignorant and bothered you too much. I will never do it again in the future. I swear."

She raised her hands and swore, "If I bother Mr. Dong even a little bit more, I will be struck by thunder from heaven."

Dong Yihang's eyes were firmly fixed on her hand. The dazzling diamond ring was so dazzling on her pink hand.

His eyes changed drastically, "Your hands..."

"I'm married." An Wen smiled sweetly, "So, you don't have to worry about me pestering you anymore."

Dong Yihang was unable to make a sound for a long time, as if his mute acupuncture point had been tapped.

An Wei thought, he must have believed it, so he should feel relieved now.

Turning around and walking out of the box, An Wen heard the sound of bowls and chopsticks falling to the ground behind him. He didn't know whether it was Dong Yihang who accidentally knocked over the bowls or chopsticks or the waiter who was careless...

An Wen shook his head, not wanting to think about this person anymore.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Dong Yuqian coming in from another door and directly into Dong Yihang's box. An Wen's hands tightened.

"Yihang, what you ordered are all my favorite dishes." Her voice came from the door, and as the box door closed, all sounds were cut off.

An Wen's heart ached and he let out a long breath.

Fortunately, she took a step earlier, otherwise meeting Dong Yuqian and witnessing their sweetness would make her even more ridiculous.

There was no class today, so An Wen took the bus back.

She was sitting by the window on the bus. She looked indifferently at the private cars outside like running water. She was stunned for a long time, feeling that the prosperity of this city seemed to have abandoned her.

A pregnant woman carrying a child and luggage came to the seat next to her. She was sitting there panting, obviously too tired.

"Why should I squeeze into a bus if I have a child? Isn't it uncomfortable for the child? I have to drag so much luggage and no one is there to help me." An enthusiastic aunt spoke up.

The pregnant mother was speechless, so An Yan stood up and gave up her seat. Her eyes casually looked through the car window, and her eyes were suddenly deeply attracted.

In a private car traveling side by side with the bus, the man's watch on the driver's seat was so familiar that she couldn't move her eyes away.

The man was wearing a meticulous suit and had an angular profile. He was extremely handsome and exuded the aura of a noble man, which also attracted the attention of the girls around him.

"That man is so handsome. He drives a Porsche. It's so rare to see such a handsome and rich man."

"If I could marry a man like him, I would be willing to shorten my life by twenty years."

The two girls beside him whispered.

An Wen pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, hiding the coldness and darkness in her eyes.

The man is Dong Yihang, and he is naturally very handsome.

But these girls only see his appearance. In fact, Dong Yihang is a man who cannot be touched at all. A touch will be fatal.

An Wen looked away and never looked out the window again.

The bus stopped at the entrance of the milk tea shop, and An Wen got off the bus and entered the shop.

An Qi was making tea seriously. When the clerk saw An Wen coming in, he quickly smiled at her, "Sister An."

An Wen nodded and sat down aside. When An Qi heard the voice, his eyes widened immediately. He wore a mask and shouted, "An Wen, I've made tea. I'll make you ice cream now."

An Wen smiled and nodded, "I'm looking forward to it. An Qi is always good at cooking."

When An Qi received the compliment, he jumped up with joy and started making ice cream with a smile on his face.

In less than two minutes, An Qi came over with ice cream, "Warm, it's creamy, with chestnuts added, and..."

An Wen took it and took a bite. The ice cream melted in her mouth, making her instantly energetic.

"It's delicious." An Wen nodded vigorously. An Qi was very talented in cold drinks and made ice cream well. She praised without hesitation, "This is the best ice cream I have ever tasted."

Hearing this, An Qi clapped his hands with satisfaction, "Ana, let's go shopping while eating. Aa's birthday is coming soon, and I want to give you a gift."

An Qi opened his pure eyes, took An An's hand, and walked out. As he walked, he turned around and told the clerk, "Sister Zhen, Uncle Liang, don't be lazy."

The clerk who was called Uncle Liang had a constipated look on his face. He was only eighteen years old, younger than An Qi.

Sister Zhen covered her lips and snickered.

An Wen looked into An Qi Chunche's eyes and nodded warmly, "Okay."

They held hands and walked to the night market together.

Although An Qi lacks IQ, he is tall and strong. He also inherited the appearance of An's parents. He is extremely handsome. When he is not talking, he has the temperament of a humble gentleman. When he is with An Wei, he looks even more handsome. .

"I'm so envious of couples like this. The man is talented and the woman is beautiful. The key is that the man is considerate and won't let go of his hand when crossing the street."

"The smiles on their faces show that they are deeply in love. They are not just a makeshift couple like us."

An Wen listened to these discussions with a smile on his face.

Even if she is misunderstood, she is not embarrassed. Does her appearance in the eyes of the world have anything to do with her?

She just wants An Qi to be happy.

An Qi was simple-minded and took An Wei directly to a street stall to buy hairpins for An Wei.

The night market stalls had just been set up and occupied half of the street. It was very crowded with people coming and going.

A white Porsche slowly drove into the night market, making the already crowded night market street even more crowded.

When the stall owner selling jewelry saw that all the customers were being driven away by the car, he cursed angrily, "It's great to have a car, but a Porsche is so powerful? Is there something wrong with you? You actually drove the car into the night market..."

An Wen raised his head, his eyes met Dong Yihang's in the Porsche, his heart suddenly shook, and he looked away.

"Beautiful boy, these pair of hairpins are beautiful and match your wife's temperament." The stall owner tried his best to sell his goods to An Qi.

An Wen:...

An Qi stared at the hairpin seriously, unmoved by the stall owner's words.

Even though his IQ is now regressing, his habit of being serious about his work and turning a blind eye to what is going on around him has not changed.

After researching for a long time, he finally chose a hairpin and clamped it on An Wen's head. "It looks good."

An Wen smiled sweetly at him, "Thank you An Qi."

The Porsche had not yet left the night market street and was stuck in a traffic jam halfway.

Dong Yihang took out a pack of cigarettes in the car and lit one randomly. His eyes were gloomy, and his cell phone rang countless times without hearing it.

"Bang bang bang..." Someone was knocking on his car window.

Dong Yihang rolled down the window and saw the angry look on the visitor's face, "Are you going to leave? Are you stuck here and asking everyone to do business?"

Dong Yihang put out his cigarette without saying a word, glanced at the other party coldly, and then drove in silence.

While driving, I called Fa Xiao, "Let's go out for a drink and see you at the bar at night."