"Madam, Mr. Yan Su's belongings have also been packed." The nanny carried a suitcase down and placed it at Anna's feet.
Although Yan Su has been living here for the past two years, there are not many things left behind, but only two changes of clothes and some simple daily necessities. Even a 20-inch suitcase is not full, as if he is ready to leave the house at any time. .
Ana couldn't help but feel sore, her Susu was really wronged. She knew that her son had real estate in Yuecheng, and she had been living in Jiang's house just to be with her from time to time. It was not his home at all, it was more like a cave for shelter.
Now that Susu has someone in love, and is about to form her own family, Ana is both distressed and moved, and her eyes are slightly red when she looks at the little suitcase.
Xie Ya saw in her eyes that Ana was regretting and desperate because she was about to leave the wealthy. She leaned back triumphantly and said to the nanny: "Who is your wife? The hostess of this house is now my thanks. Ya."
Sister Chen , the nanny, has worked in this house for more than ten years, and Anna never put such a big air on her, and immediately said coldly: "Are you the hostess here having something to do with me? I am Following his wife, it's not sold to the Jiang family. What kind of music is a slut who plays as a junior."
Ana let out a low sneer.
"You say it again!" Xie Ya was stepped on her tail and exploded immediately. She stood up with her eyes rounded, her expression wishing to eat the nanny alive. She hated others in her life for saying that she was a junior. When Qin Yiran scolded her when she was in the mall, the staff in the mall immediately knew that she gave birth to a married man and was a third party to destroy other people's families. , So that even her subordinates are pointing to her from behind!
Jiang Zhaolin and Ann have long since had no relationship, how could she be a junior!
"What's the quarrel?" When Jiang Zhaolin brought Jiang Wenbo down, he saw Xie Ya panting, and immediately cried when he saw him, thinking that he was bullied by Ana, Jiang Zhaolin said to Ana with a black face: " Why are you still not leaving? From now on, you don't have a relationship with the Jiang family, and you don't need to worry about anything in the family."
"Mom!" Jiang Wenbo looked at Xie Ya's flushed face and thought about it with Jiang Zhaolin, and immediately ran to Xie Ya's side, staring at Anna hostilely. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, she is full of youth and restlessness, just like a wolfdog who can't provoke her, "You dare to touch my mother's hair, believe it or not, I will kill you!"
His mother has suffered all kinds of grievances for the title of junior. Jiang Wenbo had already harbored a grudge against Anna.
"Who kill?" A clear, lazy voice came in from the outside, and several people turned their heads and looked around, only to see the door was pushed abruptly. Two slender and tall figures walked in from the backlight, with an overwhelming momentum. , For no reason, people feel that they are a little shorter.
Nie Jia wore a long dark windbreaker and walked to Ana and sat down without squinting. He glanced at Jiang Wenbo and Xie Ya indifferently, "Mom, someone bullied you? Are these two not long-eyed?"
After Jiang Wenbo came into contact with the opponent's murderous eyes, the raging energy immediately slumped, and he couldn't help but step back.
"Mr. Huo...Why are you here..." Jiang Zhaolin was stunned when he saw Huo Qing.
"I see a joke, it's okay. I asked Sister Chen to tidy up the things you left behind to see what's missing." Ann laughed as soon as she saw her son and future daughter-in-law." Huo Qing is here too. Su Sulai will pick me up. What are you doing here?"
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[MTL, BL] The Villain Slaps The Protagonist's Halo
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