After the adopted daughter of a wealthy family was reborn, everyone was cremated

"Did your classmate ask something?" An Jing couldn't say that he was so anxious to ask them for help, but in fact, he hadn't reached an agreement with his sister yet. Not only had he not reached an agreement, but he had not made any arrangements at home.

"It's your sister." Ouyang Xiao said, "She said no one from your family would come to pick her up."

"She made a mistake." An Jing looked gentle and did not want to explain too much.

After thanking Ouyang Xiao, Wang Li, and Li Lin, he turned around and walked to the less crowded corridor on the other side.

Hua Zhan followed him, "Are you going downstairs to your sister's dormitory now?"

An Jing's face turned unhappy, "I'll call home first."

It was because he acted inappropriately. When he heard that his sister was sick, he wanted to take her home, but he never thought that she would refuse.

When he took out his mobile phone to call home, he frowned and complained to Hua Zhan next to him: "Why are rebellious children so difficult to deal with?"

He remembered that during his rebellious period, he just didn't like talking to people or listening to his mother.

——"My family won't listen to anything they say, and they will do whatever they want."

Not to mention being obedient, communication is very difficult.

She simply won't tell you.

"We don't have a sister at home, how do I know?" Hua Zhan shrugged.
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After Lao Zhang parked the car steadily at the door of An's house, he got out of the car at a trot and opened the rear door.

Mrs. An wrapped her fur tightly and stretched out a foot wearing a black leather boot towards the outside of the car. "Help me carry the things in the car and I will unload them. You go and have something to eat."

"Okay." Lao Zhang kicked his feet, rubbed his hands, turned around and walked back to the trunk of the car.

It's the end of the year, there are many festivals, and there are many banquets in various households. His wife said that she would prepare a batch of gifts. After lunch, he took his wife to the mall for shopping.

I had nothing else to do in the afternoon, so I just sat in the basement garage of the shopping mall and waited. I wasn’t hungry now, but I was just anxious to go to the toilet for a quick trip.

I was sitting in the car doing nothing in the afternoon and drank too much tea.

His wife made a huge pot of hot tea herself, put it in a thermos, and drank it all.

"Hold it carefully and don't bump it." Mrs. An saw that he was a little agitated and warned him strictly.

Lao Zhang's cell phone rang at this time. He hurriedly took it out of his pocket and looked at the caller ID. He couldn't help but muttered, "Master, what's going on right now?"

"Uncle Zhang, please come to school now. She has a fever, 39 degrees. Please hurry up and be there in twenty minutes."

As soon as the call was connected, the young master's urgent voice came from the other side. Lao Zhang panicked when he heard it, "What, the lady has a fever?"

"Correct."

"Okay, okay, I'll go over now." Lao Zhang didn't think too much. Hearing An Jing say that An Ran's fever reached 39 degrees, he felt anxious and agreed.

After hanging up the phone, he applied to Mrs. An who was standing aside, "Madam, the young lady has a high fever at school. The young master asked me to pick her up now. I will pick up the young lady first and then help you put the things in the car." Can you bring it down?"

Mrs. An didn't leave because of what he muttered before about her son.

After listening to what Lao Zhang said, he grabbed his bag and went into the house. His face, clearly illuminated by the corridor light, showed a very calm indifference.

"Why are you in a hurry? Bring your things in first. A high fever can't kill anyone."

Lao Zhang looked at Mrs. An's back without looking back. He was secretly worried but had no other choice. He had to take down the luggage items bought by Mrs. An in the car one by one and carry them into the house.

In the villa, Mrs. An had taken off her fur and was sitting on the sofa drinking hot tea. Two servants stood beside her and listened to her orders:

"This, take this to the warehouse."

"Take this and this to my room."

The servant leaned over and took the things on the floor one by one and arranged them according to her instructions.

When Lao Zhang saw that Mrs. An was busy for the time being, he turned around and ran for convenience. Then he returned to the living room and mentioned to her, "Madam, I'm going to pick up the lady from school now."

Mrs. An continued to drink the tea in her hand, "I won't go."

Just as he was about to leave, Lao Zhang paused and carefully confirmed: "What do you mean, madam, not to pick up the young lady?"

Mrs. An said no more.

Lao Zhang remained silent for a while before saying, "I'll go to the back to rest for a while and pick up the young master later."

After turning around, he went to the small kitchen in the back with a worried and puzzled face. After confirming that Mrs. An couldn't hear the conversation, he picked up the phone and dialed An Jing's number again.

"Master, the madam asked the young lady to live in the school."

An Jing's face immediately darkened, "Why would my mother know?"

As soon as Lao Zhang sighed and explained the situation at home, An Jing had no choice but to hang up the phone with a sullen face.

After listening to Ouyang Xiao, he understood An Ran's concerns, so he called Lao Zhang directly, thinking that he would cut it off first and tell her later. When An Ran got home, his mother wouldn't say anything, but he didn't expect that when Uncle Zhang answered the phone, My mother was actually there.

"What's wrong?" Hua Zhan asked with concern when he saw An Jing's expression was bad.

An Jing clenched her phone tightly with an ugly expression on her face, "Why are you so stubborn?"

"Why are you so stubborn?"

An Jing held back his anger and told Hua Zhan about the situation.

"It seems that your sister really made your mother very angry, otherwise your mother wouldn't be like this." Hua Zhan clicked his tongue after hearing this.

In his heart, his best friend's mother had always been an elegant and kind person, and she was kind to her children. If An Ran hadn't been so outrageous, he wouldn't have been so cold-hearted as not to take her home this time.

"My sister wasn't like this before." An Jing sighed, his brows furrowed into a frown at such a young age.

He also thought that An Ran made too much trouble, which made Mrs. An so angry, and she is still stuck up to this day.

Seeing An Jing's embarrassed and angry look, Hua Zhan asked, "What should we do now? Are you really letting your sister stay together in the dormitory like this?"

"Of course not," An Jing said, "I'd better call my sister and ask her to tell my mother."

"Will she listen?" Hua Zhan hasn't seen An Ran for a long time, but he still has lingering fears about how she acted like a little firecracker some time ago and looked at him with a bad face.

"I don't know." An Jing picked up the phone with a gloomy look and dialed An Ran's number again.

An Ran answered the phone very quickly this time, "I have something to say."

An Jing choked at An Ran's somewhat irritated tone, "Call your mother and tell her to go home tonight and ask Uncle Zhang to pick you up."

"I'd better continue to lie down in the dormitory."

Because she had already prepared herself mentally and had no hope, An Ran's mood was not affected at all at this moment.

But An Jing didn't understand this, "You are still in the mood to laugh."

"Why can't I smile?" An Ran suppressed her smile. "You..." An Jing opened his mouth.

"Do you think I should feel sad now that my mother didn't take me home?" An Ran laughed and said, "An Jing, I'm already sick and feel uncomfortable all over, so don't waste it on other things. Some Things can’t come by forcing them.”

"No, I just want to..."

An Ran was calmer and more independent than he thought. An Jing knew that he should be more relieved, but he didn't know why. At this moment, something seemed to be draining from his heart.

It's like quicksand that can't be grasped in the palm of your hand.

"Okay, thank you for your concern. I received it." An Ran did not blame An Jing for choosing him to compromise between her mother and her. Instead, she said in a calm tone, "You have nothing to do, so go about your business."

"Your sister hung up on you again?" Seeing An Jing being speechless by An Ran on the other end of the phone, Hua Zhan also felt a little tired, "Are you sure this is the belated rebellious phase?"

An Jing put away the phone with a sullen face, "Why do you think my sister is so stubborn?"

"How do I know? Maybe, as you said, she will get better after she passes this rebellious period?"

Hua Zhan also sighed. He felt that he was no less anxious than An Ran when facing An Ran.

"How long will it take?" An Jing looked down at the playground with street lights on downstairs.

"At least it will take a while." Hua Zhan thought of some of the adverse reactions during his youthful rebellious period and raised his hand to hit him. An Jing, with a distressed look on his face, continued to rub salt into his wounds, "You know someone gave you some help this morning. Did my sister send you a love letter?"
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Since Wei Yuanfeng knew that An Ran was An Jing's sister, he thought that he would have to be careful when facing this cold senior in the future, but he did not expect that his counterattack would come so quickly.

After leaving the meeting in the student union office and borrowing a classmate's day card to go out for a meal, An Jing and Hua Zhan found the door of his classroom.

"Wei Yuanfeng."

They are all from the student union and know each other.

Seeing Hua Zhan and An Jing, the boy who came up from downstairs with Wei Yuanfeng immediately tensed up and said, "Senior An Jing is here to settle a score with you."

He was none other than the boy sitting next to him during the student union meeting in the afternoon.

It was very different from watching the excitement in the office in the afternoon, but now he was really worried about his brother.

"I want you to tell me." Wei Yuanfeng was also nervous.

But he knew that his brother had already found himself at the door of the classroom, and there was no way to hide.

After the two of them whispered a few words carefully, they walked up to An Jing and Hua Zhan, both of whom said with flattering faces, "Hello, senior."

"Do you like my sister?" An Jing looked at Wei Yuanfeng, with a handsome face and eyes full of anger, without any of the politeness he usually saw in the office.

"Senior, she rejected me." Wei Yuanfeng didn't care about face at this moment and just explained in a low voice with a blushing face.

You really can't blame him for being spineless, the main reason is that this person is An Jing.

An Jing, who never gave anyone face in school, although he never bullied others, no one dared to offend him, because those who offended him would hardly get any good results.

Hua Zhan looked at Wei Yuanfeng's spineless look from the side, with a trace of amusement flowing in his eyes, and gave a slight "tsk".

We cannot say that Wei Yuanfeng is unlucky, I can only say that he is very unlucky.

What's wrong with a young person doing something in school, having to worry about the good cabbage carefully raised by others?

Just him, is he worthy?

"Next time, I'll chop off your claws!" An Jing, who was angry and had nowhere to vent, said little and said nothing, and the look in his eyes on Wei Yuanfeng was also full of sternness.

Looking at him like this, Wei Yuanfeng felt like he was being stared at by a cold beast. He had never seen such an aggressive An Jing, and had never been so nervous and scared.

It's just that he is young and energetic.

He also has his own pride. Being threatened like this outside his classroom in front of countless classmates coming and going, he is really embarrassed to step down.

"Senior, there's no need for you to be like this." Wei Yuanfeng's handsome face was both green and white, but he forced himself to smile and said, "Your sister doesn't dislike me either."

"Tsk~ You are so courageous." Hua Zhan said beside him, adding fuel to the fire, "I really think I am something."

An Jing just said harsh words, while Hua Zhan just looked down on him.

This kind of look down upon is far more hurtful than anger.

Wei Yuanfeng glared at Hua Zhan angrily, and the corners of his eyes were red with anger, but he could only hold back a very crude and unsophisticated sentence for a long time, "Can you look down on people if you have money?"

Ask yourself, Wei Yuanfeng's own family is not bad, otherwise he would not be able to raise a young man with his temperament and self-cultivation, but his family cannot compare with the An family and the Hua family.

No. 1 Middle School is a public school, and the family background of students has always been hidden if possible, for fear of comparing students to each other.

Many people like Wei Yuanfeng don't know how rich the Anjing and Hua Zhan families are.

But being really rich can't be hidden just like being really poor.

Anyone who is interested can find out by asking around. The students have nothing to do with eating too much and like to gossip. In addition, Hua Zhan and An Jing are so conspicuous. They are the center of the topic wherever they go, and everything related to them is You can't keep a low profile at school.

Although Wei Yuanfeng knew the facts Hua Zhan said, he still felt hurt.

An Jing, who had just been rejected by the stubborn An Ran, saw that Wei Yuanfeng was also so clueless and sneered, "You try it."

After saying that, he left.

Hua Zhan followed closely behind.

It was not yet time for class, and there were obviously many people around, but there was silence.

When Hua Zhan and An Jing walked away, the scene seemed like broken machines that had been reinstalled with kinetic energy and started to rotate. Like countless sparrows, they chirped and expressed their thoughts:

"Wei Yuanfeng is chasing sister An Jing."

"You're really brave!"

"Don't you think Hua Zhan and An Jing are looking down on others?"

"It's really too much."

"...Why?"

Wei Yuanfeng listened to the narration's discussion, looked at the arrogant backs of Hua Zhan and An Jing with red eyes, and clenched his fists.

At this moment, he felt as if he had been burned on a fire and then thrown into ice water and rolled around. His whole body felt cold and hot.

He had never been looked down upon so much, nor had he ever felt so embarrassed. A wave of shame and anger rushed to his head, and he forcefully said, "Damn it, what the hell!"

He was obviously very angry.

The boy next to him was also angry.

Although it was not him who Hua Zhan and An Jing were humiliating and looking down on today, he was very involved and could sympathize with Wei Yuanfeng at this moment.

After all, he faced the arrogant faces of Hua Zhan and An Jing, two of the most favored men in the world.

It turned out that the little bit of admiration and appreciation they had for them because of their idol halo was completely shattered into pieces. 1314(End of this chapter)