She Yuli's eyes narrowed slightly. She naturally understood the provocation in Zhou Yi'an's tone, but she did not lose her temper. Instead, she turned to look at An Muran, who was beside Zhou Yi'an, and the corners of her mouth slowly curved into a mocking smile.
The second young master of the Zhou's Financial Group had had countless rumors about women. All of them were first-class beauties. But in the end, he married an ugly woman who seemed to be in the dirt.
"Now I finally understand why my second brother didn't want to go back to the bridal chamber to spend the night. It turns out that it's because..." Tan Manli twisted her slender waist and walked step by step to An Muran. She leaned over to An Muran's ear and said in a right voice. Zhou Yi'an, who was beside her, also heard her voice. "He married an ugly woman."
After saying that, she smiled sweetly.
Zhou Yichen, who was standing behind her, didn't say anything and just let his wife do whatever she wanted.
No matter how stupid An Muran was, he could tell that Zhou Yi'an seemed to have a bad relationship with his elder brother's family. But what right did they have to drag her, an innocent person, into the war?
Moreover, the woman in front of him had personally attacked her!
The scene of being insulted by his best friend, Bai Yi, appeared in An Muran's mind again. An Muran felt so wronged that he wanted to cry, and his body couldn't help trembling, just a second before she was about to burst out.
A pair of warm hands suddenly held her shoulders tightly in her arms.
At this moment, Zhou Yi'an's indifferent expression had completely disappeared. Instead, a hint of displeasure flashed across his face. For some reason, he felt very unhappy when he heard that An Mulan had been insulted like this.
"Sister-in-law, everyone has a different taste. I really don't like a woman like you who is experienced in the battlefield."
As soon as she said that, her face turned green and white, and Zhou Yichen, who was behind her, darkened his face.
When she was about to lose her temper, Zhou Yichen suddenly stepped forward and stopped her. "Well, let's go in and see grandpa."
After that, he took the woman to the ward. Before leaving, he did not forget to look back at An Muran with an unclear smile in his eyes.
After the two of them left, An Muran took a deep breath and found that his body was still half in Zhou Yi'an's arms. He quickly pushed the person away with a red face.
Zhou Yi'an was caught off guard and stumbled when he was pushed by An Muran. He said with a little amusement, "It's not easy to get revenge for your kindness. I helped you, but you still pushed me."
"Humph, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been insulted. It's my duty to help you." Although An Muran didn't appreciate it, she was still grateful to Zhou Yi'an in her heart. In fact, Zhou Yi'an could have let it go just now. They didn't really have feelings for each other.
After a moment of silence, An Muran whispered, "Thank you."
At this time, Zhou Yi'an was striding toward the gate of the Hongyin Hospital. The man's straight back looked unusually soft in the soft moonlight.
The corner of his mouth was slightly raised. Although he heard An Muran's words, he still pretended not to hear her and said, "Ah?"
Although An Muran was reluctant, he still raised his voice and shouted, "Thank you."
But you didn't control your strength well, so the sound was a little too loud. Zhou Yi'an's luxury car, which was worth 50 million yuan, directly started to sound.
The corner of Zhou Yi'an's mouth twitched. This woman's explosive power was really amazing.
It was not until nearly 12 o'clock in the morning that they finally arrived at home. It was Zhou Yi'an who bought a mansion in the new city.
As soon as he entered the room, An Muran consciously chose the smallest room and said to the man in front of him, "Well, Zhou Yi'an, I'll sleep in this room from now on. I'll leave the big bedroom to you."
Zhou Yi'an raised his eyebrows and did not answer. He just took his commonly used laptop and threw it directly on the bed. "I'll sleep here."
An Muran thought that Zhou Yi'an wanted to sleep in the same room as her, and his face immediately turned red with anger. "Didn't we agree that I didn't have to fulfill my duty as a wife? We are just a formal couple!"
"What are you thinking about? I mean, I'm sleeping in this room. You can sleep anywhere you want." Zhou Yi'an casually unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt. It seemed casual, but it was more tempting.
An Muran lowered his head and said awkwardly, "No, you're the owner here. I should sleep in the smallest room."
"I am a man, and you are a woman." Zhou Yi'an's tone was faint, but there was an unquestionable aura. "I don't want us to quarrel because of such a trivial thing on our first day together."
An Muran looked at Zhou Yi'an's impatient expression and finally stopped talking. She slowly moved out of the door, but as soon as she reached the door, she looked back hesitantly and said, "Zhou Yi'an, can I ask you a question?"
Zhou Yi'an frowned in confusion. "What is it?"
"Well... Am I really ugly?" After hesitating for a long time, An Muran finally gathered up the courage to ask this question.
To tell the truth, she didn't think that she was ugly before. When she was in high school, there were often classmates who wrote love letters to her. However, after she was with Jiang Yinxin, she neglected to take care of herself, and her skin became worse and worse. In order to cover up the flaws, she specially learned how to make up from her good friend Bai Suyi. Bai Suyi also taught her a suitable make-up for her. So until today, she was still doing makeup according to Bai Suyi's way of teaching her. Even Bai Suyi helped her choose her daily clothes and matching. Because every time she dressed up according to Bai Suyi's way of teaching, she would be praised by her boyfriend Jiang Yinxin, so she also trusted Bai Suyi very much.
But since the wedding was scolded by Baisu Yiyi, she began to have no confidence. And today, she was ridiculed by Zhou Yi'an's sister-in-law, which made her realize some serious problems.
Zhou Yi'an walked up to An Muran and looked at her quietly for a while. There was a trace of banter and a trace of seriousness in his eyes.
An Muran swallowed a mouthful of saliva. At first, he was expecting Zhou Yi'an's answer with different aesthetic standards, but Zhou Yi'an's words directly drove her to hell.
"An Muran, to be honest, your appearance is really horrible, especially the makeup on your face. You look like a ghost."