Sun Xuehui walked out of the hotel in a daze, while An Sijia seemed deep in thought.
"Jiajia, does An Ran know any other men?"
This past six months, Sun Xuehui hadn’t even called An Ran, so she naturally didn’t know about her situation at school. The Ye Family had already fallen, and the only thought in her mind now was who An Ran might have met while studying in Nan’an.
"Impossible," An Sijia was completely lost in thought, mumbling to herself.
"What’s impossible? Could An Ran really have met someone extraordinary in Nan’an?" Sun Xuehui saw An Sijia’s expression and knew she was hiding something from her.
An Sijia raised her head and looked at her mother, slightly frowning, "An Ran’s class monitor is indeed not ordinary. I heard he’s the eldest son of the Lu Family in Nan’an, but there doesn’t seem to be anything between them. At most, it’s just that Young Master Lu is somewhat interested in her. Besides, An Ran is also close to a guard team member, but that’s even less likely. That man drives a plain SUV, how could he be someone important?"
Being taken away in such a short time, the possibility of these two people is not high.
"The Lu Family of Nan’an? You silly child, why didn’t you mention earlier that Young Master Lu was interested in An Ran?" Sun Xuehui’s eyes flashed with a calculating light upon hearing An Sijia’s words, regretting not having thoroughly inquired about An Ran’s situation in Nan’an.
An Sijia naturally knew what her mother was thinking. When An Ran was with Ye Sheng, her mother had the same excitement, not considering that the adopted daughter gaining prominence affected her status as the legitimate daughter of the An Family.
"Mom, don’t get too happy too soon. Young Master Lu is only interested in her. Many people pursue him. Do you really think someone from a humble background and adopted could become the Young Madam of the Lu Family?" An Sijia said with a hint of disdain and displeasure.
"Besides, I’ve seen Young Master Lu; the person described by the hotel staff is definitely not him. It might really be that poor guy."
"No matter, since the other party said to meet at the tea house, we’ll go see him. Whoever ruins my plans will pay the price."
Sun Xuehui decided, if President Liu’s deal fell through, whoever ruined it must either pay in money or hand over the person.
When Sun Xuehui and her daughter arrived at the tea house, Mu Xingfeng was already waiting inside. An Sijia had seen Mu Xingfeng once and had some impression of him. He was originally a standout man, making her recognize him at a glance.
Meeting him again, An Sijia felt that the mature, iron-blooded, and noble aura he exuded was even more pronounced.
But then she thought, no matter how good-looking, he was just a poor guy, and her goal was to become the Young Madam of a noble family. Being related to a guard was utterly beneath her.
She couldn’t help but curl her lips, tugging at Sun Xuehui’s sleeve and pointing at the man, "Mom, turns out it really is that person, look, it’s him."
Sun Xuehui followed An Sijia’s direction and saw the man sitting there calmly. Just by sitting quietly, the aura he carried was distinctly different from others.
This was the poor guard team member her daughter mentioned? Having lived to her age, Sun Xuehui naturally had better judgment than An Sijia. She thought, Jiajia still had too little experience; from this man’s demeanor, even if he was a guard, he was definitely not an ordinary one.
It seemed they needed to plan carefully today.
Sun Xuehui feigned composure as she walked over, politely nodding, "I’m An Ran’s mother. Were you the one who invited me?"