Chapter 811: The Young Mistress's Temper

will love it.” The cold Madam kept a neutral expression and calmly picked up another peony and pinned it up. “Since I don't care whether or not you can give birth anymore, you can't possibly let my so...The phone still works...

Still no answer.

After hanging up the phone, Lian Xing'er leaned back on the sofa and stared blankly at the screen of her phone.

Perhaps, she wasn't daydreaming, but lost in thought.

Lang An sat silently beside Lian Xing'er and accompanied her in a "stare."

Liènxīng'er sat silently for a while, then got up and walked out of the room.

Lang An immediately followed after.

When she was about to get in the car, she saw that Lang An's hands were empty and couldn't help but ask, "Where's my suitcase"

Then, Lang An gave Lian Xing'er a "you ask me, who am I to ask" expression.

Lian Xing'er couldn't help but angrily scold Lang An: “I must tell Father to fire you! Hmph!”

"! " Lang An was baffled.

Lian Xing'er was too lazy to explain to Lang An, so she went back to her room to get her suitcase by herself.

If Ming Sihan were here, this kind of thing of carrying suitcases wouldn't even require her to speak up.

Result, the driver sent them to school after, this Lang An still did not mean to help her carry Xing'er's suitcase.

Even Lian Xing'er didn't plan to argue with Lang An anymore, after all, he was just her bodyguard, not her personal nanny.

Though Lang An knew Lian Xing was angry with him, he truly didn't know why.

Maybe, perhaps, she just didn't like him as her bodyguard.

After returning to school, Lian Xing'er switched her major back to her previous one, and Lang An, naturally, remained her classmate.

Lian Xing'er originally thought that she could avoid being with Lang An 24/7 at school, but the homeroom teacher informed her that the school leaders had arranged a small dormitory for her and Lang An to live in.

She didn't want to move, but she had to. If not for her father's injuries from saving her, she would have argued with him about it.

After moving her nest, Lianxing panted heavily and collapsed onto the bed.

Gu Qianning was not there, but fortunately, Zhao An Tong and Lu Ya Wen helped her move things to the new dormitory.

In another room, Lang An was relaxed and moved in directly with his luggage.

"Star, why did the teacher arrange for you to share a room with this new boy" Lu Yiman asked curiously.

Zhao An Tong couldn't help but tease: "Hey, all the handsome guys are taken by you, even Xing Er."

Then Xing'er sat up, crossed her legs on the bed, and beckoned to them with her finger: "Actually, Lang An is my bodyguard."

"You still have a bodyguard!" Both Lua Man and Zhao An Tong's eyes widened in unison, their astonishment bordering on disbelief.

"My real identity is, well, the darling of a certain big company's boss!" Lian Xing'er said seriously.

"Poof!"

Luya Wen and Zhao An Tong almost laughed in unison.

"Don't you believe me" Lian Xing'er asked back.

Lu Ya Wen smiled and said, "Forget it, forget it, Xing'er you've always been like this."

"Even if what is said is false, we will believe it!" Zhao An Tong echoed.

Lian Xing'er thought these two were boring and proactively changed the subject: "Where did Qian Ning go I haven't seen her today at all!"

"It's a good thing you're still best friends with her," Lu Yamen couldn't help but roll her eyes at Lian Xing'er.

Then Zhao An Tong continued, "Qian Ning is in love."

"Really!" Xīng'ěr was instantly full of surprise. "When did this happen Who did she fall in love with"

"It was just yesterday!" Lu Ya Wen said with a smirk, "As for who it was with, you guess."

Lian Xing'er shook her head slightly.

Zhao Antong couldn't help but smile. "You're such a bad friend! Qian Ning and Ming Sihan's roommate, Zhang Zijin, has fallen for each other, and you don't even know."

"Eh!" Lian Xing'er was completely dumbfounded. She hadn't noticed this at all!

"They went on a date today!" Luya-wen continued.

Upon hearing this, Lian Xing'er couldn't help but smile and say, "This is a good thing. When they get back after their date, we must ask them to buy us some candy."

"You and Ming Sihan's candy, you need to make up for it too!" Zhao An Tong teased.

"That's right, you and Ming Sihan's sugar, can't be missing!"

"I'll get you guys his candy! But that has to wait until he comes back from abroad, right" Lian Xing'er replied with a bright smile.

Outside the door, Lang An stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall beside the door, listening impassively to the lively conversation coming from Lian Xing'er's room.

The world of girls, he didn't understand.

But deep down, for a moment, he suddenly envied Ming Sihan.

After seeing Xing'er off to Lian and Zhao, Lianshen couldn't help but reach for her phone and call Ming Sihan.

This time, the call not only didn't go through, but also prompted that the other party had been switched off.

Lian Xing'er angrily dropped her phone and sat alone, extremely annoyed, on the sofa in the living room.

Her current residence is actually a two-bedroom, one-living room teachers' apartment.

The phone bounced a distance on the ground before sliding directly to Lang An's feet.

Lang An, seeing this, bent down and picked up Lian Xing'er's phone.

The phone had no damage. Lang An picked up the phone and wiped the dust off his body. He walked over alone and handed the phone to Lian Xing'er.

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