1840: Pretty Boy Xu Baohan

Pretty Boy Xu Baohan

An LAN looked at him in surprise. "You don't seem like the kind of people who would say something like that."2

"Once... I wanted to be a lawyer," Xu Baohan suddenly said, "It was my parents who wanted me to be a judge. They probably thought that having a judge in the family would bring glory to the Xu family, or they thought that I would be able to help them if I became a judge."

An Lan could hear a hint of sadness and helplessness in his words. This was the first time Xu Baohan had mentioned his parents in front of her, and it seemed to have given her a new understanding of him. "However, you didn't help them."

"That's right, because they have never understood the law." Xu Baohan's thin lips moved coldly.

An Lan looked at him and said jokingly, "Luckily you didn't become a lawyer, otherwise, I would have one more rival."

Xu Baohan was surprised and then chuckled.

Half an hour later, the car drove into An Lan's neighborhood.

When he backed the car into the parking spot, Xu Baohan saw a red Ferrari parked beside it. "This is yours?"

An Lan smiled. "Do you think what I said before was a joke?"

Xu Baohan shook his head and a faint smile appeared on his handsome face. "It feels so good to hook up with a rich woman."

An Lan rolled her eyes at him. "For the record, you're not hooked up with me yet, alright?"

"Fortunately, I'm never troubled by such things. I won't feel inferior or complacent to be with with a rich woman," Xu Baohan continued calmly. "I have never thought of changing careers."

Exasperated, An Lan put her on her forehead. "Let's go, Pretty Boy."

"..."

She turned around and smiled when she saw Xu Baohan's surprise. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, too. "I'm honored to be called a pretty boy at my old age."

An Lan, "..."

She suddenly felt that he had gained the upper hand.

...

An LAN's apartment was in the middle of the tall building. One of the four bedrooms had been converted into another living room. The decoration was not extravagant, but the place looked exquisite and comfortable. The 70 inch television was very large.

The apartment was tidy, but there were many shoes at the entrance...

An Lan blushed. Before she left the apartment in the morning, she had tried on seven or eight pairs of shoes, causing quite a mess. "I'm sorry, I have a lot of shoes."

"There are indeed a lot of shoes." Xu Baohan was stunned. There were high heels, cloth shoes, sports shoes and sandals.

He bent down to pick up the shoes one by one and put them into the shoe cabinet.

"Don't trouble yourself. I'll clean up later." An Lan was embarrassed to see him clean up her shoes the moment he entered the place.

"It's no trouble," Xu Baohan said calmly. "I'll get used to it."

An Lan was puzzled.

He continued, "In the future, if you marry me, I will definitely be the one to do all these things. I won't let my wife do it."

After saying that, he put another pair of high heels into the shoe cabinet.

An Lan looked at his bent back, her face burning up, but she was also a little touched. Maybe he just said it to make her happy, but who wouldn't like to hear sweet words? "Are you sure you can keep doing it?"

"You can try me. I hope you will give me a chance to try for the rest of my life," Xu Baohan raised his head.

An Lan was amused. "We're not dating yet and you are talking about a lifetime. Don't be greedy."

Xu Baohan stood up and took a step forward, his gaze as dark as the night. "I can't help it. The longer I know you, the greedier I get."

The air suddenly thinned, and An Lan subconsciously moved back, slamming into the cabinet behind her, her entire body tensing up.

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