1885: The Dreg He Was Here

The Dreg He Was Here

"Yes, your acting skills are indeed not bad. I'm not bad either. We are husband and wife, and our combined effort can help us achieve great things," Xu Baohan said with a faint smile.2

An Lan rolled her eyes at him. "Who's your wife? Do you have any shame?"

"It will be in the future. I have to get used to it early," Xu Baohan said as he suddenly carried her into the house.

An Lan was shocked. She suddenly covered her chest. "What are you doing?"

She had just asked him to send her off, why did he enter her house for no reason?

They were all alone, it was easy for something to happen in the middle of the night.

"Nothing," Xu Baohan placed her on the sofa, "I don't know when would your parents leave, but since we showed them that you were infatuated with me, they must have thought that we were living together, so I can't leave yet. Let's wait a little longer, you can go take a shower."

An Lan glanced at him warily, raising her eyebrows. "After I take a shower, I'm exceptionally sexy, and my skin is white with a tinge of red. Who knows if you'll be able to control yourself, I won't go for the time being."

Xu Baohan stared at her for a while, then suddenly pounced on her. "I can't control myself anymore."

The two of them laughed on the sofa for a while, then Xu Baohan served her a bowl of noodles before leaving.

...

The next day, Xu Baohan went to work at the court. When he passed by the security booth, he said to the security guard, "If anyone comes to inquire about me, remember to make me sound as cold-blooded and heartless as possible."

After that, when he left in the afternoon, the security guard at the door called out to him, "Chief Judge Xu, you really have a good grasp of things. This morning, a couple really came to inquire about you in a mysterious manner. I followed according to what you said, the couple looked rather uneasy when they heard it."

"That's good." Xu Baohan nodded. It seemed like An Zhehui and his wife wouldn't dare to cause trouble for An Lan for the time being.

...

Without her parents disturbing her, coupled with the fact that she was in a relationship, An Lan had been living like a fish in water, sweet and intimate with Xu Baohan.

Seeing that Xiao Si's wedding was getting closer and closer, An Lan found time to pick out a wedding gift for him in the afternoon.

Not long after she returned, Yan Wen came in with a frown. "Lawyer An, the dreg He is here."

An Lan was stunned for a moment before she realized that the dreg He she was referring to was He Mingqian. Thinking about it, Song Ruixue's lawyer's letter should have already been sent over. Presumably, when he saw Song Ruixue's name, his heart was already trembling with fear.

"Ask him to leave. I have a lot of things to attend to every day. Currently, my hourly salary is up to 2,500 an hour. He's nothing." An Lan lazily turned the pen.

Yan Wen laughed heartily and gave a thumbs up before running out.

Not long after, He Mingqian barged in.

Yan Wen followed behind him helplessly. "Lawyer An, I told him exactly what you said, but he's so shameless that he insisted on coming in and wasting your precious time. But don't worry, I've already called security."

An Lan calmly pressed the timer on the table. "Lawyer He, hurry up and say it. For speaking to me, it'll usually be charged per second."

He Mingqian was so angry that his heart was twitching. However, when he thought about how that lunatic Xu Baohan had actually found Song Ruixue, he still forced himself to smile, "An Lan, actually, I'm here to apologize. The reason why I said you were bad was because I loved you too much. I was too deeply in love with you, but you dumped me back then. That's why I let ove begets hate. Love has made me unrecognizable. I can't even recognize myself."

An Lan had just picked up her coffee cup when she heard his words. She felt so nauseous that she couldn't drink any more.

Yan Wen turned around and made a gesture of wanting to throw up.

He Mingqian was so angry that his face was white and red at the same time.

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