Chapter 141
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"Auntie, repeat yourself."
Tang Xinrou shook her finger. "It's not in the past. It never happened."
She had only heard that when her auntie was young, oh, when she was about 18 or 19 years old, she was infatuated with someone she had only met once.
His surname seemed to be Huo.
Now that she thought about it, he was probably the 'lover' that Yaoyao mentioned.
"You little brat!"
Xia Rao clicked her tongue. "I doted on you for nothing." She adjusted her shawl. "Your uncle is still waiting for me outside the school. I'll leave first. Bye bye."
With that, she walked away flirtatiously in her high heels.
Tang Xinrou chuckled and cupped her hands around her mouth. "Auntie, take care! Say hello to uncle for me! "
Xia Rao ignored her and waved her hand casually with her back facing her.
After the stimulation, she felt a little empty.
Tang Xinrou looked around and scratched her head. "Eh? When did Shen Xun leave? "He didn't even call her.
This was too much!!
"Feiran, what happened to your face?"
An Jun frowned and looked at his son with concern.
This son of his had been brought abroad by his mother since he was young. An Jun had no plans to find another son. An Feiran was his only son and also his pride.
"Dad, I'm fine!"
An Feiran scratched his head and smiled shyly, but his eyes were bright. "Those people who hit me have been taught a lesson. Look …" They were much worse off than me.
An Jun looked in the direction he was pointing and couldn't help but cough softly. He was afraid that he would laugh out loud.
This child …
He was beaten up quite badly.
And he was crying with tears and snot all over his face. He looked a little dazed.
Compared to them, how could her son be any better?
However, even if his son was scratched, it would be a big deal in An Jun's eyes!
"Feiran, who helped you? We have to thank that person properly! Oh yes, do you know what she likes? I'll prepare some gifts for her. "
"Ah? Thank you gift? "
An Feiran blushed and thought carefully. Finally, she said, "Money."
"Hmm? What did you say? "An Jun suspected that something was wrong with his ears.
"Money!" An Feiran raised her voice. "She likes money!"
Looking at the way she asked Yan Ruoyang for money, her whole body was brimming with enthusiasm. She probably liked money, right?
"Hey, I like this hobby!" An Jun laughed heartily. "By the way, is that student here? Dad wants to thank her in person. "
No one disliked money, but An Jun found it refreshing to be so straightforward and generous.
"She just left."
An Feiran blinked. "Dad, didn't you see that just now?"
"Ah? Which one? "
"The one that Mr. Huo carried away just now."
The father and son exchanged questions and answers, and then there was a long silence.
At the same time, the people who hadn't left were also sizing up An Jun discreetly. The more they looked, the more shocked they became.
Wait a minute, why does this person look so familiar?
Although he was dressed shabbily, he looked a little like the chairman of An International Group …
An Jun didn't know about the doubts in their hearts and didn't feel that his dressing was embarrassing.
He was obviously shocked. "You mean that girl?" He didn't see her face clearly, but he heard her sobbing.
So, she wasn't bullied and even helped his son?
An Feiran nodded. Her eyes curved as she pointed at the bodyguards who couldn't get up on the ground. She said admiringly, "Yes, and these. She beat them up too. She's amazing, right?"
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