The female supporting role is crazy about the male lead

"What? Brother is going back to China? Mom, why did you tell Xia Ran again and not tell me? I'm really not your son, right?"

An You couldn't help but complain again.

Xia Ran had long been accustomed to this male protagonist who was always competing with her for favor, and continued to eat her meal calmly.

Mother An rolled her eyes at her younger son. He is already in his twenties, but he is still competing with his sister for attention. He is so childish and can't compare to his brother at all.

"Eating can't shut you up? Am I whispering to Ran Ran now? You don't have ears and can't hear it?"

Mother An acted with confidence and put the blame on others.

It's like this again, and like this again. An You couldn't help but curl her lips. Her brother was her biological son, Xia Ran was her biological daughter, and he was nothing.

Seeing that the kid next to her finally stopped muttering, Mother An felt a little relieved.

Having a son is a sin, and having such a troublesome and nagging son is even more of a sin.

A sweet and soft daughter is still the best.

Thinking of this, she turned around and looked at her "daughter" again. Her face, which had just been frowning and angry, was instantly covered with a gentle and bright smile.

"Ran Ran, when Shi Jing comes back, I will hold an engagement ceremony for you guys, okay? And introduce you to everyone."

Mother An was serious. She always felt that Ranran should not be wronged and wanted her to become a real member of the An family.

If one could sum up the demeanor of the woman sitting opposite her in one word, it would be "fairy-like", without a trace of worldly air.

Black hair, white skin, delicate features, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water.

She has a pair of alluring peach blossom eyes, with a slight pink halo around her eyes and slightly upturned eye ends, and her gaze is full of charm.

However, all the liveliness and vitality were suppressed by the alienation and indifference in the woman's eyes.

The woman's eyes were calm and cold, with no extra expression on her face, making her seem indifferent, ethereal and calm.

Sitting there, I feel like I'm not on the same level as the people around me, and I feel alienated.

Remaining and independent.

Xia Ran took a few bites of the rice, put down his chopsticks, and nodded in agreement with Mother An's suggestion.

For her, why not?

"Auntie, I want to go to Baishan Temple to volunteer tomorrow, but I will be back before An Shijing comes back."

Except for An Huai, the eldest brother of the An family, the original owner always called the other two "brothers" by their names.

The woman finished speaking quietly and looked at Mother An, seeking the woman's opinion.

"Why, is it time for our Miss Xia to worship Buddha once a month?"

An You couldn't help but interrupt.

I don’t know what this young girl in her prime is thinking, running to the temple every day.

Just too idle.

Xia Ran glanced at this "brother" indifferently.

Mother An angrily slapped the man beside her. This "brother" didn't know what to do. "Sure, Auntie will wait for you to come back."

Although Mother An agreed verbally, there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

This child always looks like she is detached from the mundane world, and she is really worried that she will become disillusioned with the mundane world and become a nun.

Baishan Temple is not only a quiet place frequented by the original owner, but also the temple where An Shijing will practice Buddhism in the future.

The original owner had to go to the temple frequently to pray because of his mother's serious illness. After doing it so many times, it became a habit.

After my mother passed away, I have maintained this habit and now I only go there once a month.

There she can regain her inner peace.

Xia Ran had just been a volunteer at Baishan Temple for three days when he heard Xiaobai come online and say that An Shijing had returned early and had now arrived at the An family.

settle down.

"Brother, what's your style? Why is your hair so long?" An You asked in surprise as he looked at the man in the living room whose hair was long enough to be tied up.

Is this brother planning to switch careers and go into art?

The man had just put down his luggage and ignored him, turning around and asking, "Where's Mom?"

"I went to buy groceries for you personally."

"You don't know that a phone call from your second young master caused Ms. Meng to abandon her little son and go to welcome her beloved son."

An You's tone was sour.

Although An Shijing has been abroad for many years, he is well aware of his younger brother's temperament as he grows up from the video calls in which his mother cried.

He is not a man who keeps quiet.

He looked around but couldn't find the person he was looking for.

He frowned almost imperceptibly and looked at his silly brother who was still standing there with his face raised. "Where's she?"

An You, who was still complaining to his long-lost brother about how serious his mother's favoritism was, was also stumped by his brother's question: Who?

"Brother, who are you asking?" An You looked confused.

The man's eyebrows darkened a little more. Why is he so stupid?

But he refused to explain any further.

The two brothers stared at each other.

An You looked at his brother's cold and expressionless face for a long time before he suddenly had an idea, "Oh, brother, you are not talking about your fiancée, are you?"

The man had curved eyebrows and a gossipy tone, which made his already handsome face even more flamboyant.

Fiancée? Yes, she is still his fiancée.

When An Shijing suddenly heard this ambiguous name, his Adam's apple rolled slightly and the tips of his ears turned slightly red.

"Yeah." He nodded.

This made An You very excited, and he wanted to have a good talk with his brother.

Just then, Mother An came back.

"Shi Jing!" Mother An's excited voice came from the gate.

"Mom." The man who had been looking stern finally relaxed a little when he saw the mother's expression.

The mother and son naturally had a good time of "intimate" affection, although it was more of a one-sided expression by Mother An, and An Shijing was just responsible for nodding and responding obediently.

Two hours later, when the mother and her two children were finally ready to sit down and have a good meal.

"Come, Shi Jing, have this." Mother An picked up a piece of her specialty dish for her second son with chopsticks. Seeing him eat it, the satisfaction in her heart was about to overflow. "Ran Ran likes you, too."

When Xia Ran was mentioned, the man put down his chopsticks, pursed his lips slightly, and said, "Mom, I have something to say about my marriage with Xia Ran."

Both people at the table stopped.

"I want to cancel my engagement with Xia Ran."

The man's voice was cold and emotionless.