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It was not easy to survive through the day. At night, when they closed up, the boss was standing inside the bar while An Xiaochu and the other waiters were standing outside, staring at the envelope in her hands.

"Here, this is yours."

The boss handed the envelopes to the attendants standing side by side. When it was An Xiaochu's turn, she reached out her hand to receive them happily.

An Xiaochu was confused, the other employees were also surprised.

"Alright, you guys should leave first. Xiao Chu will stay."

"Boss?" An Xiaochu stuttered at the boss as her body unconsciously retreated. Since they were alone, the owner came out from behind the bar and motioned for her to sit on the sofa.

The boss was still standing! An Xiaochu nervously gulped down her saliva. She had a bad feeling about this!

"Xiaochu, you are twenty-four years old this year, aren't you? I can't tell at all. " The sofa next to her sagged, and the boss sat down beside her. The smell of a strange man followed. An Xiaochu saw from the corner of her eyes that the owner's arm was on the back of the sofa, if he went any closer, he would land on her shoulder.

An Xiaochu subconsciously wanted to stand up, but the owner seemed to already know what she was going to do. She pulled hard and An Xiaochu staggered towards the owner!

The boss continued to prepare for An Xiaochu.

At this point, even if An Xiaochu was an idiot, she would still be able to understand this boss's intentions!

An Xiaochu closed her eyes, and quickly rotated her body in the direction that she fell.

"Hiss …"

An Xiaochu pressed down on her shoulders and arms, a heart wrenching pain caused her face to turn pale white. Earlier, in order to avoid the boss's wretched face, she had forcefully fallen towards the edge of the table. Now, she was sitting on the floor, her whole body in pain. But what hurt the most was the shoulder that had been scraped by the edge of the table.

"You're quite stubborn?" An Xiaochu's actions silently refused. The boss unhappily bent over and pinched her lower jaw, forcing her to look straight at him.

"Let me go." This boss was in his thirties, had a wife and son. He usually had a gentle appearance, but who would have thought that he was actually a beast in disguise.

"Let you go? That won't do. I've been liking you since the first day you came to apply. Xiaochu, follow me, I can give you a better life. I can give you the house, the car, the money. " An Xiaochu's looks were not bad, if not he wouldn't have been able to keep her back then. The boss' eyes flashed with lust. He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

"Damn pervert, scram. Who cares about your stinking money. " An Xiaochu struggled continuously, wanting to avoid the boss's mouth that was getting closer and closer. The smell of the tobacco in her breath made her feel nauseous.

"Stop messing around, I've seen a lot of women like you. Accompany me once, I'll take you to see the new house that I've prepared for you later." The boss did not care about An Xiaochu's resistance at all, and the expression on her face became more and more excited!

"Go to your new house!" An Xiaochu was holding onto the crystal ashtray that she had dropped onto the ground. She suddenly threw it towards the boss's eyes, the boss's mind was filled with passion, she never thought that An Xiaochu's personality would be so wild.

Ah!" While the shop owner was covering her eyes, An Xiaochu quickly got up from the ground. During this time, she inadvertently pulled on the sore spot on her body, and her peach blossom eyes were filled with autumn water.

Quickly grabbing an envelope from the sofa, An Xiaochu stumbled out.

— —

Century Garden, An Xiaochu's house.

Today was truly unlucky!

An Xiaochu took off her clothes on her shoulders, and saw that her back, shoulders and arms were all covered with bruises in the mirror.

If it wasn't for her luck and the ashtray on the floor, the consequences would have been unimaginable. An Xiaochu felt a wave of disgust when she thought about how she had almost been ruined by such a person.

When Mrs. Qin called, An Xiaochu was busy applying medicine to herself.

"Hello, Aunt Qin." An Xiaochu held onto her phone in doubt, his face was still pale white, it was too painful.

"Xiaochu, are you off work? Why doesn't your voice sound right? Is it uncomfortable? " Mrs. Qin Yan Qing was a very meticulous woman, with just the slightest bit of movement, he was unable to escape her senses.

"No, no, I'm just too tired." Facing a person who she had only met once, and who was suddenly concerned about him, An Xiaochu did not do anything wrong.

She probably knew why the Mrs. Qin was looking after her like this.

He wanted to explain, but Mrs. Qin acted faster than her.

"You kids, you work too hard. How about this, tomorrow is Sunday, you see if you have time to come to the Qin family, I'll make some food to replenish your body. You don't have to be in a hurry. Tell me the address and I'll get the driver to pick you up at noon. Then we'll go see our grandparents in the afternoon, and then we'll go shopping. "

Mrs. Qin's words had obviously already made arrangements for tomorrow. With such meticulous details, An Xiaochu simply could not find any reason to reject it.

— —

At around 11 AM on the second day, the driver of the Qin family appeared at An Xiaochu's house.

In the Qin family.

"Hello, Aunt Qin, this flower is for you."

Just as An Xiaochu entered, she saw Mrs. Qin coming out from the kitchen with a dish in an apron. Initially, she thought that Mrs. Qin saying that she had personally cooked for her was a courtesy. After all, there were so many chefs in the Qin family.

"I like Platinum. Thank you, Xiao Chu. Sit over there for a moment, I'll be ready in a moment. "

An Xiaochu was slightly moved, she placed the tangerine stalks she bought on the road onto a short piece of carved flower and followed Mrs. Qin into the kitchen.

"Why did you come in? Get out of here, you little girls love beauty, don't make your skin look bad. "

Mrs. Qin said that, but she did not have any intention of rejecting An Xiaochu's help.

An Xiaochu helped her cut the green bamboo shoot on the chopping board into pieces, then stood to the side and acted as her hand. As the two talked about the kitchen, the estrangement they felt from their first meeting gradually faded away. The more Mrs. Qin saw, the more satisfied she was. She was humble and sensible, low-key and gentle, and also knew how to do household chores.

Her unruly son had finally gotten a hold of himself once.

This meal only consisted of An Xiaochu and Mrs. Qin. The two of them were already familiar with each other in the kitchen, so the atmosphere became a lot more relaxed when they spoke. An Xiaochu's impression of the Mrs. Qin, had also changed from the elegant and noble woman from a noble family member to a gentle and gentle mother.

After the meal, Mrs. Qin first pulled An Xiaochu's hand and took the orange-stem flower that she brought with her to fill a bottle. It was only then that An Xiaochu realized that her saying that she liked orange blossoms was not a kind word.

"Does this flower mean anything to you?"

An Xiaochu had stayed in a flower shop before and knew that many people liked certain kinds of flowers. It was either because of the language of the flowers or because there was a story hidden within the flowers.

"When Zien Ang and I were married, he personally picked the orange stalks in the yard to tie the flowers. He said it represented eternal love." Speaking of the past, Mrs. Qin's expression seemed to have become much more lively. Even her dull eyes seemed to be filled with happiness.

Qin Ziang's father? An Xiaochu was puzzled. She had come to the Qin family twice and had never seen this Mr. Qin before.

Previously, she felt that everyone was not familiar, so it was impolite to ask carelessly. But now that the Mrs. Qin had brought up this topic, she asked her.

"How come I've never seen Father Qin before?"

"It wasn't until later that I found out that there was also a flowery language for this flower, a hopeless love."

Mrs. Qin's gaze fell on the white orange stalk, distant and distant. This topic had become heavy.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Qin." After a while, when An Xiaochu saw that Mrs. Qin's complexion was better, he apologized lightly.

"It's all right, silly boy. "Get ready, let's go to the sanatorium to see Zian's grandparents." Mrs. Qin gave An Xiaochu a gentle smile, as if the discomposure just now did not exist.

An Xiaochu nodded blankly, and no longer dared to investigate where Qin Lie's father went.

That afternoon, An Xiaochu first accompanied Mrs. Qin to see the two elders who were recuperating. The two elders were very happy to see her, and when they looked at her, there was an indescribable feeling.

Before Mrs. Qin left, she was secretly pulled back and said something. Afterwards, the two of them looked at An Xiaochu with even more unsettled expressions.

No, I can't let Qin Ziang's family misunderstand any further!

An Xiaochu's hand gripped her bag tightly as her mouth opened wide, wanting to explain.

"Actually, Qin Ziang and I are not …"

"Xiaochu." Qin Ziang pushed the door open, and coincidentally heard An Xiaochu's words.

Qin Ziang did not even have to think about what she would say next. Without any reason, he felt a burst of irritation in his heart. Was An Xiaochu this woman a fool! He had acted so obviously, and she still looked as if she were a thousand miles away. He clearly remembered that previously, An Xiaochu did not treat Su Di who wanted to get close to her like this.

"Qin Ziang, why are you here?" Didn't you say that you had to travel for a week? It's only five days now.

An Xiaochu didn't realize that she had remembered the day of Qin Ziang's business trip so accurately.

Qin Ziang looked at her casually, then went to greet everyone in the room.

"Grandma, mom, what were you talking about just now that caused Xiaochu to blush." Qin Ziang held An Xiaochu's hand in his own, and lightly pinched the center of her palm. He signaled her not to act rashly.

Seeing the two of them being so close, Mrs. Qin laughed until her eyes curved.

"Your mother and I are thinking about it. You're not young anymore, so you should start putting some things on the agenda." This sentence was not the least bit obscure. It was almost incomprehensible that he said, "I want you two to marry each other."

An Xiaochu's face was truly red this time. Embarrassment was part of it, and anxiety was part of it.

When it came to marriage, she had to explain it so that the misunderstanding wouldn't get worse.

"Don't worry, Xiaoxiao is still young. I don't want to tie her up so early." Qin Ziang cut her short before An Xiaochu could speak again.

Since An Xiaochu was present, they did not say anything more.

The atmosphere in the ward was still for a moment, Mrs. Qin was the one who took the initiative to smooth things over. After a while, Qin Ziang said that she still had things to do, and pulled An Xiaochu away.