The next morning, after Zhou Yi'an arranged something for An Muran to translate, he went out on time at eight o'clock as usual.
Looking at the man's leaving figure, An Muran really wanted to ask Zhou Yi'an where he went every day, but after thinking for a while, he finally suppressed this doubt in his heart.
Forget it, what right did she have to care so much? What if things turned out to be like last night...
Thinking of last night, An Muran couldn't help blushing. Subconsciously, he touched his red lips. There seemed to be Zhou Yi'an's warmth and breath on his lips, which couldn't be dispersed for a long time.
"Why did Zhou Yi'an kiss me?"
Thinking of this, An Muran shook his head hard and laughed at himself in his heart. Zhou Yi'an was a famous playboy, and flirting with women was his best trick. Maybe he had forgotten about it, so he didn't have to care about it. In the future, it was better to keep a distance from Zhou Yi'an, a dangerous person.
An Muran secretly made up his mind. Then he went to the tea table and sat down. He opened the laptop left by Zhou Yi'an.
The computer table was very tidy. There was nothing on it. There was only an English document, which was the document that Zhou Yi'an had just said that An Muran would translate.
An Muran moved the document to the document, opened it, and opened it.
The contents of this document were more difficult to translate than An Muran had imagined. Although she had the experience of translated similar materials before, it took her almost half a day to finish the translation of this document, and she didn't even have time to eat lunch.
An Muran sent the translated materials to Zhou Yi'an. Then he stretched and collapsed on the sofa.
It was not easy to earn money.
Zhou Yi'an, who had received the information, had an unusually bright smile on his face. An Mulan was much more powerful than he had imagined, although it was impossible to tell from her usual way of doing things that she was such a capable person.
"Oh, Young Master An, I didn't see wrongly. I seemed to have seen a touch of lasciviousness in your eyes just now. What's wrong? Has our Young Master Zhou fallen in love with someone?"
A tall and handsome man suddenly came into Zhou Yi'an's office. This man and Zhou Yi'an were in two completely different styles. The man's hair was a little long, and he had a short ponytail behind him, but he did not look feminine at all. On the contrary, he was extremely handsome. His skin was slightly dark, with a healthy wheat color. His almond-shaped eyes were very attractive, as if they were integrated with thousands of lights, making people unable to forget him.
At this moment, the man was resting his hands on Zhou Yi'an's desk and looking at Zhou Yi'an with a faint smile.
Zhou Yi'an didn't even look up. It seemed that he didn't intend to pay attention to the man in front of him.
"Hey, hey, don't be so indifferent, Young Master An. Ah, I know. This woman must be the one who said that you wanted to take her to dinner yesterday. Otherwise, people like you, who is clear-minded, wouldn't suddenly call and ask me the address of the lake restaurant." The man was still persistent. "I am really curious about what kind of woman can make you fall in love with her."
"Gu Xiyang, are you free?" Finally, Zhou Yi'an spat out an extremely cold sentence.
Gu Xiyang shrugged. "It's just so-so. I still have time to gossip with you. Tell me, who is it?"
Zhou Yi'an looked up at Gu Xiyang speechlessly. "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have asked the address of this restaurant. If all the women who are obsessed with Gu Xiyang know that the man they admire is actually a force, then their fantasy will be destroyed in an instant."
"Sorry, I don't have time to gossip with you now. Please go out as soon as possible."
"Young Master An, how can you do this? It hurts my heart. I'll tell you every girlfriend I have ever dated." Gu Xiran pretended to be hurt.
"Thank you. Please don't report it to me again in the future, and don't let me finish it for you when I can't handle it. I really want to thank you for my reputation as a playboy."
Hearing this, Gu Xiyang sneered and said, "Hehe, we both take what we need. Don't you like to cover for you in the name of a playboy?"
"But now I don't want it anymore." At this moment, Zhou Yi'an had already stood up with a document in his hand and walked in the direction of the conference room.
He really didn't want it anymore, lest some people really thought that he was a playboy who was more diligent in changing women than in changing clothes.
Gu Xi'an, who was standing in the same place, was stunned for ten seconds by Zhou Yi'an's words. By the time he came to his senses, Zhou Yi'an had already disappeared from his sight.
"Damn, is Zhou Yi'an's iron tree really blooming?"
On the other side, An Muran simply made a little food for herself, and then quickly called the stylist A'a.
This time, she went to the classmate's gathering. It was the first time that she had formally appeared in front of Jiang Yinxin and Bai Suyi after her wedding and was abandoned. She must have a Hua Lili counterattack, which was also the most crucial step of her revenge plan.
Under A's guidance, An Muran specially bought a fiery red dress and a pair of black stilettos. She put on A'A's makeup for her. An Muran felt that he was perfect in the mirror.
Different from the sweet neighbor style before, An Muran's current dress was obviously more charming and cold. The body-cultivation design of the red dress revealed the woman's well-shaped figure; plus the back-to-back style, revealing a snow-white beautiful back, sexy and eye-catching; black long and slender high heels set out An Muran's long and slender long legs; his two lotus-like arms were slender and slender, without any excess flesh, which made him look like a "the goddess of revenge".
An Muran nodded with satisfaction. "Very good. Jiang Yinxin and Bai Suyi, the b*tch couple, will be stunned by this dress tomorrow!"
Thinking of this, An Muran cheered himself up again. Then he took off his clothes and changed into his usual home clothes.
After doing all this, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening, and Zhou Yi'an had not come back yet. An Muran hesitated for a moment, but he still wrote a text message and sent it to Zhou Yi'an.
"Will you come back for dinner tonight?"
Two minutes later, he received a reply from Zhou Yi'an.
"Don't wait for me. I may not be back tonight. Go to bed early and say good night in advance."
For some reason, An Muran read the message over and over again. For some reason, he felt a little disappointed and delighted.