Li Anjie deliberately emphasized the words "we don't know the truth", and a dirty expression flashed across his face.
An Muran didn't have a good impression of the man named Li Anjie. When she heard the man's words, a faint blush appeared on her snow-white face in an instant, and she tried to push away the man next to her.
But Li Anjie seemed to have predicted that Anmuran would do this. The moment she raised her hand, he grabbed Anmuran's hand and said with a smile, "Oh, the beauty has a good temper. What's wrong? Am I right?"
"Sir, this is the first time we've met. Please watch your mouth, and..." An Muran pulled out the man's hand desperately and said angrily, "Please pay attention to your words and deeds."
As soon as An Muran finished speaking, Li Anjie laughed arrogantly. "Oh, this is the first time that a woman dares to educate me like this. But it suits my taste very much. The thorny roses are even more interesting."
After that, he leaned down again, pressed his thin lips close to his daughter's ear, and whispered, "Zhou Yi'an is not interested, but I am."
"You!" An Muran was so angry that her face turned red. However, she couldn't lose her temper because she was in Li Yali's place. She could only grit her teeth and bear it. Everyone in the room seemed to be watching a good show. It seemed that they were used to Li Anjie's arrogant behavior.
"Well, An Jie, don't tease our Second Madam of the Zhou family anymore. Look, her face has turned red with anger. Maybe later, a meticulously decorated face will be destroyed by you." As she said this, a mocking smile appeared on her lips. "Come on, sister-in-law, why don't I introduce a few socialites to you? Their families and our Zhou family are all friends. Since you have married into our Zhou family, you should know something about them."
After that, she took An Muran's hand and walked toward the women sitting on the sofa.
Behind him, Li Anjie shrugged his shoulders regretfully, but his dark eyes were fixed on the graceful figure who left with An Muran, and the corners of his mouth curved into a playful smile.
"So what if she's Zhou Yi'an's wife? As long as it's a woman I want, there's nothing I can't get!"
Li Anjie suddenly seemed to think of something, and his eyes were covered with a thick layer of color. He reached out to the servant he brought with him, whispered a few words in his ear, and then the servant nodded, turned and walked away.
At this time, An Muran was standing in front of the sofa. She was introducing the identities of several rich young ladies to her one by one. However, it was obvious that she was mocking her more.
No matter who she was talking about, who was the daughter of, how much assets she had and how many connections she had, how influential she was in Anlin City. In short, she wanted to belittle An Muran. After the introduction, she didn't forget to pretend to be enlightened and said, "By the way, sister-in-law, you haven't been married to the Zhou family for a long time. This wedding is also very sudden. I haven't asked about your family yet. What does your family do?"
An Muran raised the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, this was the main reason why she introduced the socialites to her. When she first saw her, An Muran dressed casually. She must have known that she was a girl from an ordinary family.
"Yes, I also want to know your identity. I didn't expect that when I just returned to China, I would know that Brother Yi'an is married. Back then, Brother Yi'an and I played the game of pretending to be husband and wife. At that time, only God thought that I could marry him after I grew up. I didn't expect that he would have a wife so soon." It was a sweet-looking girl with two deep dimples on her face when she spoke. She pretended to be sorry and sighed. Although it was a joke, the girl looked at An Muran with obvious disgust in her eyes.
An Muran looked at her. She remembered that when she was introduced by Li Yuli just now, she said that this girl's name was Lin Qian. Her family was in the construction business, and she had rich financial resources in An Lin City.
"Me." In fact, An Muran had expected that someone would make an issue of her background before she came to participate in the construction process of Chu Yuli, so she had already prepared an excuse. She looked at Lin Ningshan with a smile and said, "Of course, I can't compare with the backgrounds of rich ladies and ladies. My family is very ordinary. My father is a civil servant, and my mother is just a small employee working in the bank."
All the people present didn't expect An Muran to honestly tell them his background. Obviously, they were stunned. But soon, there was a trace of disdain on everyone's face, especially Lin Che, who had asked the question just now. In addition to contempt, there was also a trace of pride on their faces.
"Oh, sister-in-law's background is really surprising. I'm really sorry. I haven't seen a girl like sister-in-law. I don't know how to answer her in a short time. It's better to praise her or comfort her."
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.
Lin Qiu also said, "Miss An, I'm really curious. Why did Brother Yi'an marry you? Logically speaking, people of your status shouldn't be able to reach our circle. Don't tell me that you deliberately bumped into Brother Yi'an's car and pretended to be injured to gain his sympathy, just like what was said in those love dramas?"
While speaking, Lin Qiu's eyes were full of vicious sarcasm. At first, he hid it a little, but after knowing An Muran's identity, he showed it without any disguise, which was very incompatible with her sweet and harmless face.
"Long, you still want to watch such a romance drama? But in my opinion, it's really possible." Someone also joked.
Then, the laughter of the women sounded again in the living room.
An Muran's cold gaze swept across the faces of these people. Just when everyone thought that she would be too ashamed to show her face, she said unhurriedly, "That's more like it, Miss Lin. The encounter between me and Yi'an was indeed quite dramatic. It wasn't a big deal for me to hit a car. It was just a coincidence that I got in the wrong car and was chosen by Yi'an. Maybe it's called... uh, how should I put it?" An Muran deliberately tapped his chin with his index finger. After thinking for a while, he said with a smile, "It's fate."
She had to admit that she and Zhou Yi'an were really fated. Otherwise, why would she get in Zhou Yi'an's car when there were thousands of cars on the road at that time?
But after all, the two of them had no fate to be together. This was a marriage without feelings. Zhou Yi'an had a woman he loved, and An Muran would not be his home in the end.
Thinking of this, An Muran couldn't help but feel a little sad.