Chapter 42: Don't Think About It Anymore

  The carriage passed through the intricately carved iron gate and stopped in front of a separate building, where men and women in red clothes with fragrant hair were waiting.

  She had just unfastened the safety belt and was about to push open the door when a hand reached out and pressed down on her shoulder. "Don't be in such a hurry," he said. "Sometimes, women have to wait for men to serve them."

  Ning Meng was stunned.

  The rope went around in front and walked over to the side, opened the side door, and a hand reached out, saying, "You can come out now."

  Ning Meng rolled her eyes. As soon as she pushed the door and stood up, her hand was pulled back, and in the next second, she stared blankly at it entwining with the arm of the man in front of her.

  "Think about it, today you're my date."

  Of course I won't think too much about it.

  She took big strides forward, poor thing, teetering on her seven-inch high heels, hurrying to catch up.

  The villa's hall was decorated very festively, with a three-layered large cake placed in the middle, surrounded by long tables, fresh flowers blooming, antique carved flower wall lamps, and exquisite candelabras scattered throughout.

  As they entered the hall, a middle-aged man walked towards them, waving his hand in greeting. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be An Xue's father, none other than An Zong, whom they had met that day.

  "Hello Uncle An."

  An Zhennan beamed with joy, patted his shoulder and said, "Guanxian, I'm so glad you're here. Anna and An Xue are busy attending to the guests, if there's anything that's not being taken care of properly, please forgive us."

  "Don't be polite, you go ahead and busy yourself, no need to entertain us."

  Anzhen Nan walked away, and this guy bumped into a familiar face again. Ning Meng hooked his arm, nodded and smiled like a wooden doll. Listening to them chat from family affairs to national affairs... Just chat, just don't let the lady wear these deadly high heels again. Alas, just consider it a rest.

  Unfortunately, she thought too beautifully.

  A slender figure floated in, with a goose egg face, pointed chin, long wavy hair down to her waist, and three parts of her eyebrows and eyes resembling An Xue. As she turned her eyes, it became clear that this beauty was likely the protagonist for tonight.

  Miss Anna walked up to them, gave a gentle smile to the man beside her, and intimately hooked his arm, completely ignoring her.

  "Guanyin, you've finally come, I'm really overjoyed."

  Guan Xian couldn't help but open his mouth, and seeing the beautiful woman's eyes light up, he praised Anna, "Anna, it's been two years since we last met, you're getting more and more beautiful, I almost can't recognize you."

  There was a hint of shyness in Anna's eyes.

  Ning Meng didn't want to hear them flirting, so she retreated and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heel. She slowly moved to the side chair, took off her shoes and looked, and indeed, there was a red mark on her heel.