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

Chapter 50

An Ran took a deep breath, barely restrained her emotions, and replied in a calm tone: "No one made me angry, I'm just dissatisfied with your behavior."

An Tu felt a little confused. He didn't realize that his behavior would arouse An Ran's disgust, nor did he realize what made An Ran reject him so much. "Didn't I just drink two glasses of wine? Why are you so angry?"

An Ran looked at An Tu with a look of disappointment on his face, "Dad, you are always like this. When you are drunk, you become smelly and annoying."

"Dad, you care about you, why are you annoying?" Antu felt a bit strange in his adopted daughter tonight. She was obviously not like this some time ago.

Some time ago, she was docile, well-behaved, beautiful and delicate. When people look at her, they can't help but feel loved and want to...

Thinking like this, Antu felt an indescribable feeling coming out of his body.

He squeezed the wine glass in his hand and looked at the disappointment on his adopted daughter's face, but she did not put the wine in the glass into her mouth.

"You don't care about me. If you really care about me, where were you when my mother asked me to perform on stage?" An Ran became more and more excited as he spoke. He looked like an angry and angry little lion. " When I need you, you're always not there. When I don't need you anymore, you just pretend to say a few nice words, but it's of no use!"

Seeing An Ran's appearance, An Tu calmed down, "Are you angry with your mother?"

"I said, I'm not angry with anyone, I'm just unhappy."

"Isn't being upset just because you are angry?" An Tu smiled inexplicably, and there was a trace of disgust in his eyes that he had never seen in front of Mrs. An. "Your mother is like that, why are you angry with her? Are you willing to listen to what she says? Just listen to a few words, and if you don’t want to listen, just turn a deaf ear and keep her high."

Although An Ran knew that An Tu was obsequious to Mrs. An and that the couple was not as loving as they seemed, he didn't expect that An Tu's dislike of Mrs. An was so obvious at this moment.

"Dad, do you have a big opinion against my mother?" she asked pretending to be surprised.

"I don't." Antu turned his head and retorted, "What can I say to her?"

"Oh." An Ran's beautiful eyebrows drooped, "Then you don't listen to her in everything, and you still say you care about me, huh! You're a big liar."

"How did I lie to you?" An Tu looked at An Ran as if he were an unreasonable child. "Just tell me what you want. If I can agree, I will help you tell your mother."

"Really?!" An Ran quickly raised his head and looked at An Tu with a startling light in his eyes.

An Tu's eyes showed pride, "Whether it's true or not, you won't know until you test it?"

"Then I said, you must help me."

"You said."

"I want to cut my hair. My hands hurt from washing my hair last night." An Ran frowned, with a distressed look on her face, "I want to cut my hair shorter so that it will be more convenient when washing my hair."

An Tu waved his hand, "That's it, go ahead and cut it."

"Remember what you said." Having achieved his goal, An Ran turned around and left.

"Hey -" An Tu quickly reached out and took An Ran's wrist, "Dad helped you, and you didn't even say thank you?"

"Isn't it right to help me?" An Ran looked at him with eyes full of surprise, "What else can a family want to say thank you for? This is too unfamiliar."

"..."

An Tu was told by An Ran that he didn't know what to say. He wanted to say that what she said was wrong, but he was afraid that the child he had just coaxed would get angry in public again.

An Ran saw An Tu's dilemma, but didn't want to give him any steps to step down.

She said confidently, "Dad, let me go."

"You have nothing to do. While your mother is busy right now, we, father and daughter, can have a nice talk."

"No!" An Ran firmly refused, "I have nothing to say to you. If you get drunk and your father's love is overwhelming, go find your son."

"I don't know where your brother went to play with his friends. If I didn't look for him, I would look for you." An Tu's eyes slowly moved down, extending from An Ran's beautiful collarbone to her slender waist.

Although An Ran seemed to be making trouble unreasonably, in fact, from the moment An Tu appeared beside him, he was tense throughout the whole process.

Alerted by the scene in front of her, she felt as if there were thousands of tiny bugs crawling out of her body. Seeing a waiter carrying red wine coming from behind Antu, she slowly moved back. After calculating the angle and time, she stumbled and hit the tray in the waiter's hand. A tray of more than ten or twenty glasses of red wine fell down and splashed on her body...

The waiter tilted his hand in fright, and the glass shattered on the floor.

An Ran felt a chill seep into her clothes and skin, and the wet touch made her calm down a little.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I..." The waiter was startled by this scene, his face turned pale, he apologized to An Ran and An Tu in a panic, and then took out the handkerchief from his pocket and thought He wiped An Ran's body, but when he saw the wet parts of her body, he didn't dare to continue.

"It's okay, it's okay." An Ran bent down, comforted the waiter, and apologized to him, explaining, "I don't blame you, I accidentally sprained my foot just now." The waiter in front of him was very young and looked younger than 20 years old, a part-time job hired by the family for tonight's banquet.

An Tu stood aside and wanted to reach out to help An Ran, but she quickly dodged it.

So, he turned around and scolded the waiter in a low voice, "Why are you working? You're carrying so much wine and you don't even look at the way."

"Dad, I said it was my problem, why are you still scolding me?" An Ran looked at An Tu, her eyes filled with anger, and her heart filled with powerlessness and regret.

If he didn't have anything now, he wouldn't have to use these means to avoid him and affect others.

The waiter who broke the thing apologized hurriedly. The other service staff were free for a while and quickly came around to help clean up the scene. Other customers also turned their heads to look at the situation here.

An Ran didn't pay attention to the looks around her. She just wanted to take this opportunity to leave here quickly.

"Dad, I'm going back to the room to change clothes first."

An Ran picked up her wide skirt and was about to leave. At this time, a lady onlookers suggested, "Mr. An, it's better to find someone to send your daughter to change clothes. How can she walk like this?"

Today An Ran wore a pink taffeta body-hugging dress. The fabric was soft and delicate. After being wetted by the red wine, it almost stuck to her skin.

The girl has a slim figure and fair skin. She was wearing a dress that made people unable to take their eyes away. Now that she was splashed with wine, not only did she not look embarrassed, but the burgundy red made her look even more gorgeous. color.

Let her go out like this without any protection...

The woman who spoke looked around quickly and found that many men were staring at the girl.

"Mrs. Shi is right." Other thoughtful ladies followed suit.

Antu was reminded by several ladies and hurriedly prepared to take off his coat, "Anran, daddy will take you back."

"No need." How could An Ran want his clothes, but after being reminded by several ladies headed by Mrs. Shi, he understood that it would be inconvenient for him to go like this.

She turned her head and searched for An Jing in the crowd, "Where is my brother?"

As soon as An Ran finished asking, he felt a warm coat put on his body, "I'll accompany you there."

It turned out that An Jing was standing behind her at some point, "Thank you."

An Ran grabbed her suit jacket. If she had to choose between An Tu and An Jing, she would choose An Jing for now.

……

"It will be more stable if you hold your arm with me." An Ran was wearing over 12 cm high heels that Mrs. An prepared for her tonight. When she walked, her suit slid down a bit with every step she took, causing her to worry. The clothes on my body didn't care about the road under my feet, and I was stumbling when I walked.

An Jing moved closer to her, raised his arm and whispered, "Hold me, you will walk more steadily."

An Ran hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and took An Jing's arm.

After walking a few steps, she found that the clothes on her body really stopped falling off, so she stopped thinking about letting An Jing go.

The brother and sister walked hand in hand and walked out of the banquet hall. After there were fewer people around, An Jing slowly asked An Ran, "I have never seen you so disgusted with dad drinking before, why are you suddenly so picky about him today? "

Being able to ask such a question means that An Jing heard clearly what she and An Tu just said.

"Before was before, today is today."

An Ran's tone was cold and indifferent, and An Jing felt a little uncomfortable listening to it, "You are so picky, aren't you afraid of driving away everyone who wants to care about you?"

"Are you trying to quarrel with me?" An Ran and An Jing stood together in high heels, taller than him.

Therefore, in An Jing's view, An Ran was condescendingly scorning him, which made him even more uncomfortable, and his tone was a bit harsh, "I am advising you to cherish other people's care and love for you, and don't act like a hedgehog at all times. God bless you, no one wants to hurt you, don’t put up all the thorns in your body as if you’re going to fight with someone at any time.”

"Really?" An Ran turned to look at An Jing, with a pair of clear eyes filled with darkness that An Jing couldn't understand.

After a moment of silence, An Jing replied firmly, "Of course not."

"I hope you can always be like this." An Ran nodded slightly, then let go of An Jing and strode forward into his room.

After locking the door, she went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and rinsed her body soaked with alcohol with cold water.

Water droplets flowed down her cheeks, and she felt her heart still beating violently, but she decided that no matter what happened tonight, she must stay calm and persevere. 1314
(End of this chapter)