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"Ma'am, you are back." Aunt Wu said respectfully.

"Where's my sister?"

An Xiaoxiao didn't see Fan Yanran when she came back, so she frowned.

Hearing her words, the servant looked at her with a troubled face, An Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice: "Where is she?"

The servant looked at the bedroom on the second floor, An Xiaoxiao immediately understood, and hurried upstairs, when she pushed open the door of her bedroom, when she saw Fan Yanran, her expression was very ugly.

"What are you holding?"

"Why did you come back?"

Fan Yanran panicked for a moment, and then reluctantly put down the clothes, "I just have no clothes to wear, and I saw you have a lot of clothes, so I'll try it first, you don't mind?"

An Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of displeasure, and her eyes were tightly locked on her body. This was given to her by Jun Mohan, so she looked at Fan Yanran with cold eyes, "Take it off for me."

"No, I want this one, sister, can you just give it to me?"

Fearing that An Xiaoxiao would really want this dress, Fan Yanran held her chest tightly, her eyes were full of defense, and she took a big step back.

The bracelet on her wrist was immediately exposed, and An Xiaoxiao grabbed her, "Why do you have this bracelet?"

"Aunt Mei gave this to me."

Fan Yanran said triumphantly, she naturally understood why An Xiaoxiao was so excited, this bracelet was given to her by Mei Qing's former husband.

An Xiaoxiao's eyes were heavy, she didn't know what she was thinking, just when she was in a daze, Fan Yanran left here with her bag.

When she turned around, she realized that Fan Yanran had disappeared. She frowned, how could her mother give her her own things.

When Jun Mohan came back, he saw An Xiaoxiao in a daze, nodded her head fondly, and said in a low voice, "What are you thinking, so engrossed?"

"You're back."

An Xiaoxiao didn't answer Jun Mohan's words, but avoided the question. Seeing that she didn't want to say more, his eyes flickered.

Just when she was about to pick up the clothes, An Xiaoxiao grasped Jun Mohan's hand, her eyes stayed on the lip mark on it, "It's dirty."

"I feel fine."

Jun Mohan followed An Xiaoxiao's eyes and looked over, the corners of his lips raised slightly, unexpectedly An An liked this.

An Xiaoxiao looked at him with a half-smile, "Would you believe me if I said it wasn't mine?"

Jun Mohan tried to find something in An Xiaoxiao's eyes, but there was no hint of a joke. He searched the closet with deep eyes, and suddenly found that almost every piece of clothing had been touched.

If it wasn't for An An, it meant that someone had come in. Thinking that there were An Xiao's close-fitting clothes in the closet, they might have been touched by someone, Jun Mohan's face turned livid, and he rushed outside.

"Who moved anything in the bedroom?"

An Xiaoxiao didn't expect his reaction to be so big, and before she could say anything, a familiar voice came over.

"I heard from the servant that only Xiaoxiao's younger sister came here today, could it be her?"

Yun Wanqing thought that the incident was not big enough, so she deliberately said that, a hint of provocation flashed in her eyes.

An Xiaoxiao frowned, before Jun Mohan could ask, she stood in front of him, looking at him with bright eyes, "It's Fan Yanran."

"Take it all and throw it away."

Jun Mohan looked at the servant downstairs with icy eyes. Jun Shao has a cleanliness habit. If someone touches something, he will definitely not use it. Unexpectedly, this lady's sister is so bold that she dared to touch Jun Shao's clothes.

Embarrassment flashed in An Xiaoxiao's eyes, her lips were slightly pursed, her little hands were tightly clenched, as if there was a net in her heart, slowly tightening it.

Jun Mohan didn't notice An Xiaoxiao's strangeness, but whispered into her ear: "An An, no one else can touch your things except me."

An Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at him in astonishment. The dull feeling in her heart disappeared, and she asked softly, "That's why you asked people to throw away their clothes."

"if not?"

Jun Mohan nodded An Xiaoxiao's nose, and she smiled, feeling a little sweet in her heart, which was in stark contrast to her mood just now.

Seeing that the servants were about to go out with piles of clothes, An Xiaoxiao hurriedly stopped them.

"Wait a moment."

The servants stopped, and even Jun Mohan looked at An Xiaoxiao suspiciously, she blinked her eyes, and said mischievously, "It's a pity to throw away so many clothes, and some of them don't have brands, why don't we sell them off?" What do you think, and donate the rest of the money?"

"As long as you like it."

Jun Mohan approved An Xiaoxiao's words, and looked at her with burning eyes.

She smiled, and directed the servants to pack the clothes in batches, but when everything was over, An Xiaoxiao looked at the empty wardrobe and began to worry.

"What shall we wear tonight?"

"You don't need to wear anything to be comfortable."

An Xiaoxiao's face turned red, she felt a pair of big hands on her waist, she hurriedly stared back, the servant is still there, what does this guy want to do?
Yun Wanqing's hands were twisted together, she thought she would get the moon first if she was close to the water, but now, Jun Mohan's heart is all about An Xiaoxiao, she has no chance at all.

Sensing that someone was looking at her, An Xiaoxiao raised her head and met Yun Wanqing's eyes, and subconsciously patted Jun Mohan's hand on her waist.

Jun Mohan didn't hold back at all, but pushed hard, An Xiaoxiao's body bumped into his arms, smelling the faint scent of cologne on his body, her heart began to throb irregularly

Yun Wanqing smiled, and said softly: "Han, I heard that there is a charity reception tonight, can you take me there?"

Jun Mohan frowned, and when he looked at Yun Wanqing, he was calm, "Your body hasn't recovered yet, so it's not suitable for drinking."

"I just want to go and have a look, I'm bored staying here." Yun Wanqing looked at Jun Mohan eagerly.

Jun Mohan didn't speak, but said to An Xiaoxiao: "You promised me, you won't drink at all."

"Ah."

An Xiaoxiao naturally knew what Jun Mohan meant. Thinking of what happened last time when she was drunk, her face blushed, but she didn't go, what did he mean by that?
"At the reception tonight, I will watch you carefully, don't even think about drinking under my nose."

"You mean, I'm going tonight too."

An Xiaoxiao subconsciously looked at Yun Wanqing, Jun Mohan attended with two female companions, but tomorrow and tonight she will be the object of all F gossip.

Jun Mohan smiled, raised his head, his handsome face was slightly alienated, "Qingqing, you should rest at home."

"it is good."

Yun Wanqing was working hard, but the smile on her face still seemed pale and forced. This was the first time Jun Mohan rejected her.

If she couldn't go to the reception, how could she create public opinion? Thinking of this, a woman's figure suddenly flashed in her mind.