The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

The thin and small man seemed to be the tall and bald boss, he had no scruples when he pushed the bald head away, and although he looked so thin, the push made the bald head who seemed to weigh two hundred catties almost staggered and fell to the ground. on the ground.

His voice is not as weak as his size, but very thick, as if he has practiced martial arts for many years.

The moment Yuru saw the robbers, his legs trembled a little. He inadvertently hid his body behind An Yan, but his mouth was very firm: "I heard that there are bandits on this road, but when there are many people, you If you don’t want to rob, but come to see us poor scholars and weak girls, even if you are robbers, you have to have a bottom line!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The thin man seemed to have heard something funny, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile. Then he said loudly to the tall man with a knife in his hand, "I didn't hear it wrong, did he? What did he say? Bottom line? He actually talked about the bottom line with the robbers. Are you stupid for reading!"

The last sentence has already yelled at Yuru with a ferocious face, but even so, Yuru still has no intention of paying the money. He tightly clutches the bag containing the silver, for fear that if he is not careful, he will be snatched away.

An Yan had a headache, she couldn't just be robbed by the robbers, so she could only discuss with Yuru in embarrassment, "Young Master Yu, otherwise you can give it to them first, and treat it as if I borrowed it from you. When I get to the capital, I will pay you back by myself."

Facing An Yan's request, Yuru's heart relaxed a bit, but she still shook her head, her expression a little ugly: "I'm sorry Miss An, this is all my money, if I give it to them, how can I go on my way, You don’t know how to get fame in the examination, the current examiners are all for money..."

Yuru started a series of calculations, and An Yan had no patience to listen to half of it.

"But if you were arrested, wouldn't you be empty of money and people?"

After Yuru finished speaking, An Yan finally patiently explained the truth to him. Sometimes what should be discarded must be discarded. If you are greedy for a while, you will lose more.

Her words made Yuru, who was seriously explaining the use of his money, froze, but he still said with a single muscle: "Miss An, although you are right, at least I was robbed and my money and I are together." , you believe me, I will definitely have the ability to escape..."

An Yan felt that she really shouldn't reason with this stubborn scholar, she would only drive herself half to death with anger.

So, under Yuru's insistence, An Yan and Xiuxiu were successfully taken up the mountain by the robbers.

The three of them were locked in a house, which was extremely dilapidated and had a musty, damp smell. The ground was covered with hay for horses, and the walls were so dirty that spiders refused to spin their webs.

An Yan squatted on the ground in despair, looking at Yuru in the corner, covering her head.

As she expected, all his money was robbed before he went up the mountain.

"If I knew this earlier, why should it be in the first place."

An Yan felt that although it was bad to speak sarcasticly to her savior, if she didn't say it now, he would do something stupid if she didn't keep it.

When you encounter something, you must teach a lesson, otherwise you will not have a long memory in this life.

Yuru has already started to feel annoyed, how could he not give out the money at that time, he lost face in front of An Yan, and was brought here, if he listened to An Yan, could it be that he is still on his way to the exam.

Even if he lost his money, he could still earn money, but it was still unknown when he would go out now.

Compared to the sinking of the two, Xiuxiu's mood has not been affected much, he is a person with a very good attitude, even if he is about to die, he will find some fun for himself.

At this moment, he was lying on a brick, looking at something through the crack of the brick.

"time to eat!"

At this time, a ferocious man walked outside the house, and pulled casually on the wall, unexpectedly a square window appeared, he threw the food on it casually, touched his oily mouth, and left swaggeringly .

As soon as Xiuxiu heard that there was food, she ran faster than a monkey. He rushed over to serve the meal, but saw that there was only one steamed bun on the plate, and half a bowl of green vegetables that could no longer be seen on the bottom.

But fortunately, there is no mold, I guess it just tastes bad.

Xiuxiu was already hungry, he didn't eat much during the trip, he swallowed, and was about to pick up the steamed bun and bite down, but suddenly thought of something, put the steamed bun back, and put the plate on An Yanmian forward.

"Miss An, you can eat, you must be hungry after falling into the water and tossing a lot."

Although Xiuxiu was able to look directly at An Yan, she couldn't help but blushed when she spoke. When he saw An Yan's delicate red lips, he thought of that scene, and suddenly his mouth became numb, which made him control I can't help being happy.

In his eyes, An Yan is already half of his wife, so if there is anything delicious, of course he has to eat it closely with his wife.

An Yan didn't refuse. Although she didn't have any appetite looking at the dishes, she was indeed hungry, so she stretched out her hand and picked up the steamed bun. Just when Xiuxiu thought she was going to eat it, she saw her breaking a steamed bun into pieces. After eating in half, he shouted behind him: "Young Master Yu, come and eat some too."

Xiuxiu, who was sandwiched between the two, froze for a moment, and a soreness suddenly appeared in her heart.

The master is the master, and his appearance is still handsome, which is not comparable to his servant. If he were Miss An, he would not have a good impression of him.

Even though he thought so, desolation still appeared in Xiuxiu's heart. He silently retreated into the corner, using his curly body to resist the hungry stomach that twitched a bit, watching An Yan eat the half piece of steamed bun in small mouthfuls. It tastes even better than eating it myself.

After not eating, and carrying her luggage on her back for so long, Xiuxiu finally couldn't bear it anymore and slowly fell asleep.

The steamed buns in her mouth were a little tasteless, which made An Yan very uncomfortable to eat. Although she was poor before, the steamed buns she got when begging were all hot, fresh, not to mention tasty, but here, there are It's good to eat.

She frowned and swallowed, but saw Yuru spit it out after taking a bite, "Bah, bah, what is this, can I eat it?"

He looked disgusted, as if it was some kind of poisonous poison, like a young man who is used to food and clothing, when he suddenly came into contact with common people's things, he tasted them and talked about them foot.

An Yan was dissatisfied with Yuru's waste of food, so she simply took the steamed buns in his hand and said coldly, "Since you are not used to eating them, then don't wrong Mr. Yu."

What kind of rich man is this young man? Since he is not used to eating, he would not eat it even if he starved to death. Since he chooses to eat it, then don't put on a condescending attitude. This food is not for him to eat, no He still has people to eat!
An Yan took the steamed bun and walked over to Xiuxiu who was curled up aside, and stuffed the half steamed bun into his palm.

At this moment, Xiuxiu is dreaming of marrying a wife.

An Yan was wearing a bright red wedding dress. He rode a tall horse and led her into the house with a swagger. When they were setting up the hall, he kowtowed to his in-laws and begged for gifts, but when he reached out, he took two big steamed buns.

Looking at the bride next to her, she also turned into a big red bun.

This sight scared Xiuxiu to wake up, it was already midnight, the dark room was getting darker and darker, only a few white moonlight from the small window allowed him to see that Anyan and Yuru were both asleep.

Only then did he realize that his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and he was about to reach out to wipe it off when he felt something in his hand, which turned out to be half a steamed bun.

An Yan must have left it for him worried that he was hungry.

Suddenly his heart warmed up, and excitedly stuffed the half steamed bun, chewing with puffed cheeks, seeing An Yan sleeping soundly, he felt that the steamed bun became sweeter the more he chewed.

After eating the steamed buns, Xiuxiu felt a little cold, so she groped to take out Yuru's clothes from the package that hadn't been snatched, and put them on An Yan's smear, then went back to her corner, and slept soundly.

In the early morning, An Yan was woken up by the voice of the cook. When she opened her eyes, the room was already bright, and it must have been noon.

She found that no matter where she was given, she could sleep for so long. In that gloomy old castle and this dilapidated moldy house, she couldn't help but feel that her heart was very big, and she could still sleep at this time.

When I woke up, I realized that there was an extra piece of clothing on my body. Looking carefully at the material, it was not bad, so it could only be Yuru's.

He is quite careful.

An Yan was suddenly moved by this detail. She was afraid of the cold, and it was even more uncomfortable in this kind of place. Fortunately, she had this dress, otherwise she would really not be able to survive.

I don't know what happened to her An An. When An Yan entered the environment, she realized that her An An had been taken away. Otherwise, she wouldn't have ended up in such a situation.

"Your clothes, um, I spoke a little louder yesterday, don't be angry."

An Yan folded the clothes, walked over to Yuru and handed them to him, without seeing the surprise when he took the clothes.

Yuru touched the clothes that were still warm, and set her eyes on Xiuxiu. Could it be that he covered her?
What's the matter with this kid, why is he always staring at An Yan recently?

Yuru was a little dissatisfied, this Xiuxiu was his book boy, how could he put his mind on other things instead of serving him wholeheartedly, besides, he is a slave, is it possible that he still wants to marry Miss Anyan?
"You're welcome, this is what I should do," Yuru smiled, but still didn't deny that he didn't make the clothes. Since you don't need to be famous for anything, you can come to the door, isn't it beautiful?

An Yan smiled, and began to drink the half bowl of porridge they left for her. Although the soup was watery, it was fresh and clean, so she drank it all.

Xiuxiu was still lying on her stomach, looking at the crack in the corner, which aroused An Yan's curiosity, so she asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Hush," Xiuxiu put her fingers to her mouth in a mysterious way, watching more intently.

An Yan didn't ask until Xiuxiu stopped watching.

"Let me tell you, the next door to our room is a treasure house."

Xiuxiu didn't say it out loud for some reason, but chose to avoid Yuru, and leaned into An Yan's ear to tell her the secret.

This surprised An Yan, she never expected that there were gold and silver treasures beside this dilapidated house.

"Then how do we steal them?"

The things belonging to the robbers must have been stolen, and An Yan wanted to take them away and distribute them to the poor people.