Quick Transmigration System: Talking about the cultivation of a delicate woman!

Chapter 1 Autism and Psychologist【1】

It is just dawn in the morning, and the fog has not dissipated. For the season of long summer, it may only be five or six o'clock in the morning.

The servants of An's family also got up early to prepare breakfast for Mrs. An's family. When they heard the doorbell ring at this time, they came forward to welcome them with smiles.

"Ah, Miss Meng is here, why did you come so early today!" The maid hurriedly ushered him into the house, walked through the long corridor to the front hall, and enthusiastically served tea and water.

Meng Qianran looked at the magnificent corridors and front halls, every piece of exquisite antique porcelain on the sandalwood frame, every time she saw it, she felt resentful.

All this should be mine, just because you were born well, a fool deserves to have it all.

"Miss Meng, drink water." The maid respectfully served tea and snacks.

"I don't know if Ran Ran is up?" Wei Wei sipped her black tea, and asked with a noble and elegant air, slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

"It's probably not up yet. I have to trouble Ms. Meng for a long time. What else does Ms. Meng need?" The maid replied respectfully with her head bowed.

"No, you can go down." Meng Qianran waved her hand and waved the maid away and went down.

When Meng Qianran heard the familiar footsteps coming down the stairs slowly, her hands that were neatly placed on her lap tightly grabbed the edge of her skirt excitedly.

The An family's house is sheltered from the hustle and bustle of the city, and it occupies a large area and is built in the suburbs far away from the city center. Although the Meng family is not powerful, it is rich, but it pales in comparison to the An family, so from the Meng family It takes an hour to drive from home to Anjia.

Meng Qianran rushed to An's house two hours earlier at six o'clock every day just to meet An's eldest son - An Zihao.

Six o'clock was the time An Zihao woke up for morning exercises.

The person who was thinking about it was slowly pacing down the stairs, and the excited Meng Qianran was still sitting upright, maintaining the aristocratic etiquette that had been secretly and painstakingly trained for a long time.

"Brother Hao."

"En." Seeing the person sitting below, An Zihao frowned slightly, politely agreed and turned to leave.

He talked to me, although it was only a short sound, but it was enough to make me happy for a day, if there is no such fool.The sky outside became brighter, and Meng Qianran became more and more impatient to wait. Seeing Mrs. An who had gone downstairs, she stepped forward and asked:

"Auntie, hasn't Ranran woke up yet? Otherwise, I won't be able to catch up."

"Well, I heard that you all organized a rafting trip to Jing'an Mountain today?" Mrs. An asked.

"Yes, we will set off at the meeting point at nine in the morning. After rafting, we will go exploring the canyon together. There is a natural cave down there!"

"Ah Qing, go and see if Ran Ran is awake, if not, forget it, she won't go."

Meng Qianran maintained the superficial smile, but the hands hidden in the cuffs were squeezed hard and deformed.

"Yes, ma'am." The maid who was called agreed, and walked upstairs to An Ran's room. Halfway through, she saw An Ran who was slowly going downstairs. "Miss, you're up." The maid asked, but she didn't get any reply, her expression was flat and she got used to it.

Mrs. An watched An Ran come down the stairs with her bag on her back, and asked with a polite smile, "Ran Ran, do you want something to eat before leaving?"

An Ran was no longer silent as before, but she just shook her head to express her meaning.

"Be careful on the road." Mrs. An smiled slightly, straightened An Ran's clothes, and said gently.

An Ran nodded slightly, and followed Meng Qianran out.

(End of this chapter)