After the adopted daughter of a wealthy family was reborn, everyone was cremated

"Did your classmate ask something?" An Jing couldn't say that he was so anxious to ask them for help, but in fact, he hadn't reached an agreement with his sister yet. Not only had he not reached an agreement, but he had not made any arrangements at home.

"It's your sister." Ouyang Xiao said, "She said no one from your family would come to pick her up."

"She made a mistake." An Jing looked gentle and did not want to explain too much.

After thanking Ouyang Xiao, Wang Li, and Li Lin, he turned around and walked to the less crowded corridor on the other side.

Hua Zhan followed him, "Are you going downstairs to your sister's dormitory now?"

An Jing's face turned unhappy, "I'll call home first."

It was because he acted inappropriately. When he heard that his sister was sick, he wanted to take her home, but he never thought that she would refuse.

When he took out his mobile phone to call home, he frowned and complained to Hua Zhan next to him: "Why are rebellious children so difficult to deal with?"

He remembered that during his rebellious period, he just didn't like talking to people or listening to his mother.

——"My family won't listen to anything they say, and they will do whatever they want."

Not to mention being obedient, communication is very difficult.

She simply won't tell you.

"We don't have a sister at home, how do I know?" Hua Zhan shrugged.

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After Lao Zhang parked the car steadily at the door of An's house, he got out of the car at a trot and opened the rear door.

Mrs. An wrapped her fur tightly and stretched out a foot wearing a black leather boot towards the outside of the car. "Help me carry the things in the car and I will unload them. You go and have something to eat."

"Okay." Lao Zhang kicked his feet, rubbed his hands, turned around and walked back to the trunk of the car.

It's the end of the year, there are many festivals, and there are many banquets in various households. His wife said that she would prepare a batch of gifts. After lunch, he took his wife to the mall for shopping.

I had nothing else to do in the afternoon, so I just sat in the basement garage of the shopping mall and waited. I wasn’t hungry now, but I was just anxious to go to the toilet for a quick trip.

I was sitting in the car doing nothing in the afternoon and drank too much tea.

His wife made a huge pot of hot tea herself, put it in a thermos, and drank it all.

"Hold it carefully and don't bump it." Mrs. An saw that he was a little agitated and warned him strictly.

Lao Zhang's cell phone rang at this time. He hurriedly took it out of his pocket and looked at the caller ID. He couldn't help but muttered, "Master, what's going on right now?"

"Uncle Zhang, please come to school now. She has a fever, 39 degrees. Please hurry up and be there in twenty minutes."

As soon as the call was connected, the young master's urgent voice came from the other side. Lao Zhang panicked when he heard it, "What, the lady has a fever?"

"Correct."

"Okay, okay, I'll go over now." Lao Zhang didn't think too much. Hearing An Jing say that An Ran's fever reached 39 degrees, he felt anxious and agreed.

After hanging up the phone, he applied to Mrs. An who was standing aside, "Madam, the young lady has a high fever at school. The young master asked me to pick her up now. I will pick up the young lady first and then help you put the things in the car." Can you bring it down?"

Mrs. An didn't leave because of what he muttered before about her son.

After listening to what Lao Zhang said, he grabbed his bag and went into the house. His face, clearly illuminated by the corridor light, showed a very calm indifference.

"Why are you in a hurry? Bring your things in first. A high fever can't kill anyone."

Lao Zhang looked at Mrs. An's back without looking back. He was secretly worried but had no other choice. He had to take down the luggage items bought by Mrs. An in the car one by one and carry them into the house.

In the villa, Mrs. An had taken off her fur and was sitting on the sofa drinking hot tea. Two servants stood beside her and listened to her orders:

"This, take this to the warehouse."

"Take this and this to my room."

The servant leaned over and took the things on the floor one by one and arranged them according to her instructions.

When Lao Zhang saw that Mrs. An was busy for the time being, he turned around and ran for convenience. Then he returned to the living room and mentioned to her, "Madam, I'm going to pick up the lady from school now."

Mrs. An continued to drink the tea in her hand, "I won't go."

Just as he was about to leave, Lao Zhang paused and carefully confirmed: "What do you mean, madam, not to pick up the young lady?"

Mrs. An said no more.

Lao Zhang remained silent for a while before saying, "I'll go to the back to rest for a while and pick up the young master later."

After turning around, he went to the small kitchen in the back with a worried and puzzled face. After confirming that Mrs. An couldn't hear the conversation, he picked up the phone and dialed An Jing's number again.

"Master, the madam asked the young lady to live in the school."

An Jing's face immediately darkened, "Why would my mother know?"

As soon as Lao Zhang sighed and explained the situation at home, An Jing had no choice but to hang up the phone with a sullen face.

After listening to Ouyang Xiao, he understood An Ran's concerns, so he called Lao Zhang directly, thinking that he would cut it off first and tell her later. When An Ran got home, his mother wouldn't say anything, but he didn't expect that when Uncle Zhang answered the phone, My mother was actually there.

"What's wrong?" Hua Zhan asked with concern when he saw An Jing's expression was bad.

An Jing clenched her phone tightly with an ugly expression on her face, "Why are you so stubborn?"

"Why are you so stubborn?"

An Jing held back his anger and told Hua Zhan about the situation.

"It seems that your sister really made your mother very angry, otherwise your mother wouldn't be like this." Hua Zhan clicked his tongue after hearing this.

In his heart, his best friend's mother had always been an elegant and kind person, and she was kind to her children. If An Ran hadn't been so outrageous, he wouldn't have been so cold-hearted as not to take her home this time.

"My sister wasn't like this before." An Jing sighed, his brows furrowed into a frown at such a young age.

He also thought that An Ran made too much trouble, which made Mrs. An so angry, and she is still stuck up to this day.

Seeing An Jing's embarrassed and angry look, Hua Zhan asked, "What should we do now? Are you really letting your sister stay together in the dormitory like this?"

"Of course not," An Jing said, "I'd better call my sister and ask her to tell my mother."

"Will she listen?" Hua Zhan hasn't seen An Ran for a long time, but he still has lingering fears about how she acted like a little firecracker some time ago and looked at him with a bad face.

"I don't know." An Jing picked up the phone with a gloomy look and dialed An Ran's number again.

An Ran answered the phone very quickly this time, "I have something to say."

An Jing choked at An Ran's somewhat irritated tone, "Call your mother and tell her to go home tonight and ask Uncle Zhang to pick you up."

"I'd better continue to lie down in the dormitory."

Because she had already prepared herself mentally and had no hope, An Ran's mood was not affected at all at this moment.

But An Jing didn't understand this, "You are still in the mood to laugh."

"Why can't I smile?" An Ran suppressed her smile.

"You..." An Jing opened his mouth.

"Do you think I should feel sad now that my mother didn't take me home?" An Ran laughed and said, "An Jing, I'm already sick and feel uncomfortable all over, so don't waste it on other things. Some Things can’t come by forcing them.”