An Yaoluo went to An Shing’s balcony and began adjusting the telescope.
But no matter how he positioned it, it was impossible for the telescope to be hit by a stone thrown from downstairs while soone was stargazing.
So, had ngng been peeping at An Yan and gotten hit by a stone An Yan threw?
No, that couldn’t be.
ngng had always been well-behaved; how could she do such a thing?
But Yanyan also had a point; if ngng was stargazing, a stone thrown from downstairs shouldn’t have hit the lens.
The more An Yaoluo thought about it, the more his head ached.
「Two hours later, An Shing ca back from the hospital.」
Seeing An Yaoluo in her room, she pursed her lips, her eyes red, as she threw herself into An Yaoluo’s arms, "Big Brother, why didn’t you co to the hospital with ? I thought you didn’t want anymore! Boo hoo..."
That sense of complete trust and dependence instantly dispelled all the doubts in An Yaoluo’s heart.
He reached out and ruffled her hair, "There wasn’t enough room in the car. What did the doctor say?"
"They said there was nothing wrong with the bone, just a soft tissue contusion. It will be fine with so dicine and a few days of rest."
"Hmm, it’s good that it’s nothing serious."
An Yaoluo lifted An Shing onto the bed. "It’s getting late; you should rest."
"Big Brother."
An Shing grabbed his hand.
"You suspect the source of my money isn’t legitimate, don’t you? I originally didn’t want to say anything, but I might as well tell you now."
An Shing opened her laptop and turned it toward An Yaoluo, "Actually, I’ve been using Mom’s account to trade stocks. I put all my money, and Mom’s money, into the stock market. I earned all of this myself!"
An Yaoluo saw the balance in her stock account and inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.
He reached out and ruffled An Shing’s hair again, "Trading stocks isn’t shaful, so why didn’t you say so?"
"I was just afraid you’d disapprove, thinking I wasn’t focused on proper pursuits!"
An Shing’s eyes were red as she clutched An Yaoluo’s hand. "After all, I earned this money during high school!"
"Silly girl!"
A twinge of guilt pricked An Yaoluo’s conscience!
Ultimately, he didn’t ask An Shing again if she had been peeping at An Yan when she was hit.
He felt he had already misunderstood ngng once and couldn’t do so a second ti.
Without evidence, he decided to gloss over the incident, as if it never happened.
But An Shing wasn’t willing to let it go so lightly.
She couldn’t sleep soundly that night at all.
In her dreams, An Yan was like a demon, constantly throwing stones at her eyes.
And she kept falling to the ground.
When she woke up, despite applying dicine, her bottom was inevitably swollen.
To avoid chafing it, she chose a loose woolen skirt.
Paired with a white Chanel-style top and a beret of the sa color as her skirt.
She appeared youthful, playful, and adorable.
It was a pity that this was only her appearance. In reality, even walking was painful for her now. Sitting was out of the question, and she even had to eat breakfast standing up.
Seeing her unable to sit, yet still looking so diligent and prepared to go to school, An Yaoluo’s heart ached for her again.
"If it’s too bad, why don’t you take a few days off?"
An Shing shook her head, "I can’t. I’ve already started working on my thesis. Big Brother, don’t hold back!"
Looking at such a well-behaved and diligent ngng, then at the seemingly indifferent An Yan.
An Yaoluo’s heart unconsciously leaned towards An Shing again.
When one’s heart is biased, one can always find reasons to believe what one wants to.
The more An Yaoluo thought about it, the more convinced he beca that An Shing couldn’t possibly have used a telescope to spy on An Yan!
They lived just one floor apart; would she really need a telescope to watch her?
"ngng, Big Brother will drive you to school later."
To make up for his brief suspicion the day before, An Yaoluo specially brought An Shing a U-shaped pillow.
"This will make it more comfortable to sit."
"Thank you, Big Brother! You’re so thoughtful! Love you!"
An Shing adorably made a heart gesture at An Yaoluo. He patted her head fondly and took her schoolbag, "Let’s go. Big Brother will take you to school."
Watching the two siblings leave, looking so close and affectionate, An Yan pursed her lips tightly.
She thought her big brother was a bit of a simpleton!
However, she couldn’t be bothered with him right now. Her main task today was to get footage of the Chinese Zodiac.
「Ten o’clock in the morning.」
A flamboyant yellow Ferrari sports car pulled up in front of the An family villa.
Leaning against the hood of the car was a tall man in a white suit, his hands tucked into his trouser pockets.
Seeing An Yan erge, Ling Xiao gave her a roguishly charming salute, "Hello, Boss. Please get in."
"How much do you like Ferraris?" An Yan scoffed.
Ling Xiao patted the hood of the car, "It’s not that I like them. It’s just that you borrowed the bright red one yesterday for your trip to the jewelry store. I was afraid Bai Xiaoyun might recognize it."
"Oh."
An Yan bent down to get into the car.
Ling Xiao leaned over, intending to fasten her seatbelt, but An Yan shot him a cold glare. He touched his nose in disappointnt, "Young ladies should learn to accept a gentleman’s help."
"Do I not have hands?"
Ling Xiao sighed, "Are a girl’s hands ant for these kinds of rough jobs?"
An Yan’s expression was cold, and she said nothing.
She had a fiancé now; she needed to be mindful of her words and actions at all tis.
Ling Xiao, feeling snubbed, walked around the front of the car and got into the driver’s seat.
The car pulled away smoothly, passing An Yaoluo’s car as it went in the opposite direction.
An Yaoluo, who was in his car, frowned.
He had a business eting that morning and had returned ho to change clothes.
He was surprised to see An Yan, from a distance, getting into a yellow Ferrari. Moreover, she hadn’t even brought her bodyguard.
He instinctively felt like An Yan might be up to no good again.
The mont he stepped inside, he asked the butler, "Where did the Young Mistress go?"
The butler replied with a smile, "The Young Mistress didn’t say, only that we needn’t prepare lunch for her."
Not coming ho for lunch either?
An Yaoluo shot the butler an angry glare, then took out his phone to call An Yan, "Where are you?"
An Yan replied coldly, "None of your business!"
An Yaoluo was certain that the man in the white suit was definitely not Li Tianyao! His head suddenly began to ache.
It had seed normal for his sister to break off her engagent with Lin Shang, as the Lin family had been the ones in the wrong.
But Li Tianyao was her fiancé now. What did it an for her to be acting so intimately with a man in a white suit?
"An Yan, I don’t care where you are! Get back here imdiately!"
"Heh!"
An Yan hung up and promptly blocked An Yaoluo’s number.
An Yaoluo’s face turned livid with rage. Forgetting about changing his clothes, he spun around, jumped into his car, and sped off after her.
He couldn’t just watch his sister associating with dubious n.
If a girl’s reputation was ruined, her whole life would be over.
Especially now that she still carried the title of Li Tianyao’s fiancée.
Although An Yan and her companion had left so ti ago, the yellow Ferrari was so conspicuous that An Yaoluo, using his connections, quickly found out its destination: the Dihao International Hotel.
Hearing this location, An Yaoluo’s headache worsened!
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