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

Shi Jian repeated to his father the explanation that An Ran had given him on the way back.

Mr. Zeng was very moved after hearing this.

He leaned towards Shi Jian, rubbed his hands and said, "Son, tell Xiao Ran not to sell it to Xiao Zeng. Ten or twenty million is not worth it. I will give her the money and let her expand it."

Sang Yu was listening and laughing, "How much did you give her?"

"Six million, I own 600 percent of her."

Shi Jian raised his arms and placed them on the sofa, his chest open, and looked at his father calmly. He said nothing, and after a moment of silence, he stood up and said, "I'm going to bed. You should get some rest too."

"Son..." Shi Youxin didn't understand, and raised his hand but failed to grab the corner of Shi Jian's clothes.

Turning his head, he looked at Sang Yu with a puzzled look on his face, "What does he mean?"

"Let's go, let's go to bed too." Sang Yu smiled and stood up, pulling up Shi Youxin, "I didn't continue to ask, but I have an idea in my mind, you wait."

"Can't you tell me the idea in your mind?" Shi Youxin muttered as he was led to the bedroom by his wife.

On Monday morning, the wind was cold and the rain was falling heavily.

An Ran got off the bus with her schoolbag, opened her umbrella, and saw the An family’s car passing by.

After a faint glance, she opened the umbrella in her hand and went to the school gate.

"An Ran, good morning."

An Ran turned around and found that it was her classmate Luo Xing.

"You came here by bus, too?"

"Yes, it's too tiring. My mom won't let me ride."

Luo Xing smiled nervously.

He was wearing a gray down jacket, holding a black umbrella, and had brown woolen gloves on his hands. The gloves looked a little old, with pilling on the palms. The gloves had flaps and a few buttons sewn on the back of his hands.

You can tell at a glance that it's hand-woven.

An Ran's gaze moved from his gloves to his face, and she noticed a few new pimples on his chin.

"You still want to ride your bike to school in this lousy weather?"

An Ran's humorous tone made Luo Xing smile even more. "It wasn't raining when I went out."

"Your mother is right. She must have seen that the sky was gloomy and it was going to rain, so she didn't let you ride your bike to school."

The wind at the station was getting colder and colder, blowing An Ran's open but unsecured umbrella askew. An Ran had to turn around to hold the umbrella to prevent it from being blown over by the strong wind.

Luo Xing thought for a moment, walked forward, and held his umbrella over An Ran's head.

"Thank you." Luo Xing's umbrella was very big. It protected himself and also prevented An Ran from getting wet in the rain.

Under Luo Xing's protection, An Ran quickly opened the umbrella.

The two of them walked towards the campus together. Classmates around them saw them walking together, talking and laughing. Those who knew An Ran couldn't help but look at Luo Xing a few more times.

Luo Xing couldn't help but push the umbrella down to cover his face.

"Are there more lanterns in our school today?" As An Ran walked, she suddenly felt that the campus seemed a little different from when she left last week.

"Yes." Luo Xing also looked up at the red lanterns hanging under the campus street lights. "Tomorrow is New Year's Day. Last Friday afternoon, the Student Union organized a lot of students to clean up and decorate the campus."

"Oh, no wonder."

An Ran nodded. During this period, apart from studying in class, she was busy with her online store. She really didn't pay attention to the activities and dynamics in school.