Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

On the way home, An Nansheng had already figured it out. Isn't it just that a man took a fancy to her? What's the big deal?

I have good looks and intelligence, so it would be abnormal if no man likes me, okay?

"Grandma, Mom, don't worry. My uncle's career is abroad and he will be back soon. To avoid embarrassment, I will not go to the Mu family for the time being."

Since the window paper hasn't been broken, she might as well continue to play dumb.

He laughed and said:

"Besides, being loved is better than being hated. This also proves that I'm quite good. The failure of my marriage is someone else's fault."

Old Mrs. An was amused: "Yes, yes, it wasn't Nannan's fault in the first place."

Mother An shook her head helplessly at the two of them.

Fortunately, the coral tree of the Jane family was returned, and An's mother really didn't want to deal with Jane's mother anymore.

An Nansheng's cell phone rang. It was Mu Zheng calling.

She took her cell phone upstairs, answered the call, and just as she was about to speak, the voice of Jane's mother came from the phone.

Then I heard Mother Jian say confidently:

"We're all family, so there's no need to beat around the bush. Dad, what does Fu Cheng mean? Why did he give that house to the An family? Doesn't he know that our Jian family wants that piece of land in East Lake?"

An Nansheng raised his eyebrows and instantly understood what was going on.

Mu Fucheng gave away the house in such a high-profile manner, and everyone was not stupid, so they naturally guessed his intention.

Not to mention the Mu family, given Jane's mother's personality, she would definitely be the first one to jump out and object.

It seems that the Mu family is holding a family meeting right now, and Mu Zheng is broadcasting it live to her.

An Nansheng simply put his phone on the coffee table, munched on some melon seeds, and listened remotely to the Mu family's condemnation of Mu Fucheng.

Then Mu Fucheng's emotionless voice came from afar.

"none of my business."

An Nansheng secretly clicked his tongue. You know what, this man is really cool.

Thinking of Jane's mother's expression at this moment, I feel a little happy.

Mu Fucheng's words immediately froze the atmosphere in the Mu family. Old Master Mu didn't say anything. As the eldest brother, Mu Futing had no choice but to stand up at this time.

"Fu Cheng had just returned at that time. How did he know about your family's affairs?"

Mother Jane snorted coldly:

"He doesn't know about my sister's family, but he knows everything about the An family. Everyone is here today, so let me make it clear: he can choose anyone except An Nansheng. You don't care about what others think, but our Jian family still has face to save."

Mother Jian became angrier and angrier, and even scolded her own son:

"You, an uncle and a nephew, are being so attentive to each other at someone's birthday party, almost jealous. Are there no other women in the world?"

An Nansheng: “…”

Wait, is that bastard Jian Muye also...

impossible?

She liked him so much before, and tried to please Jian Muye in various ways, but he never even looked at her. Now, every time they meet, they either quarrel or fight. How could he possibly like her?

The coral tree thought that Jian Muye was up to some conspiracy again, so she retreated without thinking.

Is not it?

Tsk, I didn’t expect divorce could increase my charm.

She was just sighing when Mu Fucheng's voice rang out on the phone again.

"You can't be my master."

"Also, the reputation of the Jian family has nothing to do with me."

An Nansheng was amazed when she heard this. This man... Don't say it, if he wasn't Mu Fucheng, not Jian Muye's uncle, she really could do it. This personality was exactly what she wanted.

"Mu Fucheng!" Mother Jian exploded in anger: "You've disregarded your blood relationship for a divorced woman?"

Jian Muye, who was standing next to him, stared straight at Mu Fucheng:

"Uncle, An Nansheng is my woman."