The ancients shocked the old feudal society when they watched modern women raising babies.

"Of course! Flowers are no longer red, and people are no longer young."

The first sister smiled and shook the information in her hand: "So, I choose to join if I can't beat you!"

An Ran carried the information to her workstation and quietly sent a message to her mother.

"Mom, I'm making a difference. I'm going to get a promotion and a salary increase. Just wait and wait for me to enter the Forbes list!"

An Ran was smiling brightly, and the people of Tianyun Kingdom were also infected by her.

[Congratulations to Miss An, congratulations to Miss An. 】

[Miss An, you are so amazing. You have been promoted in less than half a month of work.]

The women from Tianyun Kingdom felt that Huaxia was so good. An Ran could be promoted without doing much, and the first sister not only did not suppress An Ran, but also gave her investment help.

China is really a place full of opportunities.

[What is there to be happy about, other than to wear less clothes and sit there shouting: Family members, get in the car! What's so difficult? If Tianyun Kingdom has a live broadcast, I can do it too. 】

[If you can do it, you should first develop the technology to live broadcast. Don’t think about what Tianyun Country has? Think more about what you can give Tianyun Country. 】

[Hahaha, the previous comment was well made. Some people just don’t know how much they weigh. It's easy to work in China. It's not like those ancestors worked hard to make it or they haven't watched the video. 】

"Xiaoran, are you going to work like that first sister in the future?" Yun Chenyu was the only one in the world who was worried.

The first sister wears cool clothes every day. He really doesn't want others to see An Ran's beauty.

"Yes, if you can become a big anchor like Sister Yi, you can make a lot of money. From now on, you won't have to worry about Zhao Zhao's study abroad expenses."

An Ran told Lin Jing'er and Yun Chenzhan to break down the expenses of raising a child in China.

But before Enron could be listed on Forbes, her anchor training plan was cancelled.

Photos of Wang Yuanchuan and An Ran went viral on the Internet.

Wang Yuanchuan smiled and stared at An Ran affectionately. An Ran held the cup and lowered his head without saying a word.

It was Wang Yuanchuan who was chatting with An Ran in the tea room and was secretly photographed.

"Who took this photo? You specifically found this angle to mislead netizens. You obviously didn't pay attention to him at the time!" Xiao Ke complained for An Ran.

During that time, she and An Ran were inseparable, and they met Wang Yuanchuan several times in the tea room together.

Xiaoke could see An Ran's attitude towards Wang Yuanchuan.

"What a scumbag! When you first came to the company, I came here to flirt with you every day. Something happened some time ago, and no one ran away. Seeing that you became popular, you appeared again." Xiao Ke recalled what Wang Yuanchuan said during this period. frequency of occurrence.

"It's good now. He forced his girlfriend to death, and you took the blame." Xiao Ke was indignant and stamped his feet angrily.

A scumbag doesn't want to be seen by anyone, let alone a colleague who has worked with him for so long.

"For his kind of character, it's a good thing he's not from our department, otherwise we would have to count the money for him if he sold me."

An Ran was reading hot searches and scrolling through private messages.

"Stop reading, these netizens are mindless and can scold you with all kinds of vicious words. If you read too much, it will affect your mood." Xiao Ke took the phone out of An Ran's hand.

"Thank you, but you can trust me so much. These people's scolding is really unpleasant." An Ran put his hands on the table and lowered his head.

Xiao Ke put his arm around An Ran's shoulders: "You don't have to be afraid. Those who are clean will clean themselves up. The company will not let public opinion ferment. We have a public relations team!"

In fact, An Ran was not sad because she was misunderstood, but felt that a living person was gone like this, and lamented that life is really impermanent.

The last time we were in the coffee shop, Ling Ling was not in a good state. Could it be that she had already made her decision at that time.

She said she was going home.

Is he going back to heaven?

【what happened? That woman is dead, what happened to Miss Guan An? 】

[Yes, are these people sick? Miss An didn't kill anyone, so why are you calling her a murderer? 】

[These netizens in China are so terrible. They were the ones who scolded Lingling the most at that time. 】

[Hey, what a group of people who adapt to the changing circumstances. 】

"Xiao Ran, will you be implicated?" An Ran was lying on the table, looking depressed. Yun Chenyu looked uncomfortable.

He was afraid that Enron would be punished for this matter. After all, he did not understand Chinese laws.

Those netizens were condemning An Ran and asking him to go to jail. He was worried that An Ran would be implicated.

"An Ran, I'm leaving."

Ling Ling left the cafe in high heels. The hot sun outside made her unable to open her eyes.

Ling Ling quickly retreated to the shadow of the roadside. The June sunshine was completely blocked by the eaves.

As they walked, Ling Ling cried and laughed again, as if all her strength had been drained from her body. She slowly squatted down against the wall and burst into tears on the side of the road.

Why, she has to live in darkness her whole life.

Lingling thought about saving herself and asked her mother.

The first moment her mother saw her, she pulled the little girl behind her.

Acting as a protector, her mother is protecting her daughter by isolating any contact between Ling Ling and the little girl.

Just like when Ling Ling's father came home drunk when he was a child, his mother did the same thing, pulling Ling Ling behind her to protect him.

But now, the protected daughter is no longer Lingling.

In her mother's eyes, Lingling became someone like her father who would hurt them.

"I'm sorry Lingling. Mom has a new family. You can be independent when you grow up. My sister is still young and she needs her mother more than you."

Lingling's mother counted a few bills for Lingling and left with her little daughter.

She gave him cash and didn't even think of adding her contact information to Lingling.

Lingling dragged her suitcase and boarded the train home.

When I came, I had nothing, and when I went back, I had nothing.

"Why are you back? If you are back, who will make money for me!" Lingling's father came home drunk and saw Lingling already at home.

"Where is your boyfriend? Didn't you say that you want to bring a rich husband back to me so that I can feel proud in front of my relatives?"

Lingling's father searched the room for a long time, but did not see the so-called golden turtle son-in-law.

"We've broken up. I'll keep you up from now on."

"Why are you trying to fight for me! I've already given up my words in front of my relatives, and my future son-in-law wants to take me to the devil's capital to enjoy my life, so you break up with me? You've completely lost my face."

The more Ling Ling's father thought about it, the angrier he became. He pulled Ling Ling's hair and started beating her.

"Dad, I was wrong, wuwuwu." Ling Ling was beaten with bruises all over her body and cried to admit her mistake.

In the following days, "Why don't you go out and work?"

"Dad, I'm preparing to be a teacher in No. 1 Middle School. When I become a teacher, our life will be better. Just wait."

"You lose money! I paid for you to go to college. If you don't make money for me after graduation, you will come back to feed me."

Lingling was quiet for a while, and later found out that she was betrayed by her father during this period.

Sold to a man with whom he often gambled for a high betrothal gift.

While crying, Ling Ling broke away from the group of men trying to snatch her bride and ran up to the rooftop.

"Ling Ling, don't be impulsive, come down quickly! I will be good to you in the future." It was Lingling's gambling fiancé who had never seen him before, calling.

Lingling stood on the edge of the rooftop and turned around when she heard the sound. It seemed like she was back to that day when she was dancing in the dance studio. She fell to the ground and the classmates around her burst into laughter.

She leaned back, and those jeers seemed to turn into screams of terror.

An Ran stretched out his hand to her against the sunshine: "It's okay, let's practice more."

This time, Lingling chose to reach out and shake her hand. . .

砰

"Ah! Dead!"

"Your daughter is dead, you have to return the bride price to me!"

"Ah, the money I got! What a loser!"

An Ran, who was lying on the table, suddenly raised his head: "Xiao Ke, I know how to deal with Ling Ling's father."