1931: Too Aggressive

Too Aggressive

An Lan opened her mouth. She was indeed not his ex-girlfriend.0

In other words, she understood Xu Baohan a little better.

"An Lan, I never thought of breaking up with you." Xu Baohan held her hand a little harder.

An Lan stared at his deep gaze, a layer of ripples surprisingly swirled in her heart.

Actually, looking at the furniture was not bad. At least in the future, if there were any differences in style, she would definitely not tolerate it.

The two of them wandered around. An Lan took the tea from the salesperson and drank two sips. When she looked up, a couple walked in from the door. The man was good looking, he was wearing a blue jacket and was about 1.78 meters tall. Beside him, a delicate and cute woman was holding his arm, they looked intimate.

When the man saw An Lan, his initially unnatural expression suddenly turned stiff as if he had been hit with hyaluronic acid.

However, in less than a second, he regained his composure and turned around to leave.

"Hey, Zhicheng, where are you going? Didn't you say you were going to take a look at this shop?" The woman held onto him coquettishly.

Xu Baohan was conversing with the salesperson in a low voice. At first, he didn't pay much attention to the two of them, but when he saw An Lan walking towards the door with tea in her hands, he turned around.

An Lan walked straight towards the door, her voice cold and hard. "Deng Zhicheng, who is this woman?"

Only she knew how tense the atmosphere was. She really did not expect to see Li Shuang's hubby holding hands with another woman when she was shopping at the furniture shop.

Deng Zhicheng did not turn around. He pulled the woman and left. The woman seemed to have realized something and left with him in a hurry without saying anything.

"If you dare to take another step, try it. I'll take a picture with my phone," An Lan said coldly. "The pixel of my phone is really good now. It's even better than the DSLR. I heard that it can even take a photo of the moon. Do you know that? I'll send it to Li Shuang, I don't believe that she can't see clearly."

Deng Zhicheng finally stopped moving. He quickly turned around and smiled at An Lan in surprise, "An Lan, why is it you? I thought it was strange just now as I heard someone calling me from behind. Why are you here at the furniture shop? This is... I didn't hear Li Shuang say that you've found a boyfriend."

"Why did you turn around at the door just now?" An Lan asked with a fake smile. "Who's that woman? Is she a colleague of yours?"

"You're right, my assistant." Deng Zhicheng quickly pulled the woman beside him over. "Don't misunderstand. This furniture shop is too stuffy. It's filled with the smell of furniture. She doesn't feel comfortable smelling it, so I helped her up. It's not what you think."

"Yes, I... I don't feel comfortable," The woman explained with a pale face.

An Lan glanced at her. It was indescribably glaring, "Since it's only your assistant, why did I hear her calling you Zhicheng just now? Oh right, you guys are also here to look at the furniture. My boyfriend and I are here to look for furniture, while you and your assistant are also here to look for furniture. Interesting! This doesn't seem to be a place for desks and chairs, right?"

"I'm here to look at the furniture for my family. Isn't my son going to primary school? I want to buy him a desk, and I happened to pass by here today to take a look." Deng Zhicheng stopped smiling. "An Lan, don't think too much, okay? I don't want Li Shuang to misunderstand."

An Lan smiled as she looked at him for a while. Suddenly, she raised her hand and slapped the woman's face.

Deng Zhicheng and the woman did not expect this slap. Neither did Xu Baohan expect it. Even though he could tell that there was something wrong with the couple, it was too aggressive to slap them with a smile.

"Don't treat me as a fool." An Lan's smile tightened, "I've seen all kinds of people, so can't I tell the relationship between you two? When you guys just entered the room, you two acted so obviously. Even if you really haven't crossed that boundary, it's still ambiguous."

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