Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Xu Baohan paused. âForget it, I canât be bothered to talk to you anymore, but I will marry An Lan no matter what you said.â
After hanging up, Xu Baohan stared at the dumplings on the chopping board and guilt filled his mind. He then called An Lan apologetically, âMy dad went to see you at the law firm?â
âYa.â An Lan guessed that Xu Jinfei must have spoken ill of her, so she told him the truth right away. âYour dad was very rude to me, so I wasnât polite to him either.â
âI knew it.â Xu Baohan chuckled. âYou did well.â
An Lan knew that he would stand on her side, but when she heard him say that, she heaved a sigh of relief, âActually, I did it wasnât entirely just for myself. I felt that your father was too selfish, even towards you. He didnât behave like a father at all, he only thought about himself.â
There were some things that she didnât want to say it too directly, she worried that it might hurt Xu Baohanâs feelings.
âYes, I know. Fortunately, I have a wife who loves me now.â Xu Baohan replied jokingly.
An Lan humphed and said bluntly, âYour fatherâs matters arenât done yet. And I havenât agreed to be your wife, so donât call me that.â
âThatâs his matters, not mine.â Seemed like Xu Baohan wished to get rid of it, âHe wants me to marry a rich girl. But he doesnât know that Lawyer An is not only rich, but far more than that. Do I need to beat around the bush? Besides, you said that my living is on you, and a lawyerâs words carry weight.â
An Lan clicked her tongue. âChief Judge Xu, you are so shameless! But I am indeed not as rich as your ex-girlfriend who is from Zhuang Da.â
âHey hey hey. Wrong! Her money belongs to her parents, but your money belongs to you, so you are definitely richer,â Xu Baohan replied calmly. âBesides, her parents are old and their abilities are limited, but Lawyer An is younger than me, and she has a bright future ahead of her.â
âMmm, not bad. As a classmate of Mr Nian, you know how to make long-term investments.â An Lan nodded with a smile.
âLawyer An, anyway, Iâm depending on you for the rest of my life.â Xu Baohan chuckled. âIâve made dumplings for you. Come back earlier tonight, wifey.â
The last sentence was gentle and affectionate.
An Lan felt that her face was burning due to shyness.
...
Recently, Xu Baohan was on leave. With him at home, An Lan found that home was always a safe and warm place no matter how tired she was from work every day.
In the past, when she returned to home, it was always empty, cold and cheerless. Now when she was home, what welcomed her were hot dishes and cut fruits. Sometimes, Xu Baohan even washer her clothes and prepared her favourite snacks.
That night, when An Lan returned from a meeting in Shengting, she told Xu Baohan expectantly, âHow many days off you guys are having for the New Year this year? Why donât we spend the New Year in Tokyo? I heard the Nian family will spend their New Year abroad too. I think it would be nice if we spend it together, since both of us donât have a good relationship with our parents.â
Xu Baohan was eating when he heard her. He frowned and put down his chopsticks in a serious manner, saying, âI donât think the Japanese country culture fits our Chinese New Year culture.â
âErr... that makes sense.â An Lan nodded seriously. âThen what about Australia? It will be summer there right?â
Xu Baohanâs brows were still tightly furrowed. âNot very interested...â
An Lan rubbed her forehead. âBro, we canât possibly going to Pakistan, right?â
Xu Baohan smiled. âLawyer An is quite familiar with international news.â
âAfter knowing you, I have to know a little,â An Lan lamented.