Chapter 273
Tang Yuchen sneered as he thought, “How do you know she doesn’t want to live here forever?”
“Alright, not letting her leave works too. What about the shares, when will you handle that?”
“…”
She had considered this issue, but with An Xin in this state, how could she have the nerve to knock on the door and ask for the shares?
After this period of time, she had lost interest in the shares.
An Ruo lowered her gaze and spoke indifferently, “To tell you the truth, the shares are actually not important to me at all. If it weren’t for the fact that they were my parents’ hard work, I wouldn’t have even thought about taking them back. Originally, the shares were only worth six million. If Uncle hadn’t secretly swallowed them up, he would have decided to sell them for us and then use the money to raise me and Xiao Ji, and they wouldn’t be valued as they are today. So, if they really don’t return them to me, I’ll accept it…”
“You are truly generous,” the man’s tone was even more sarcastic.
“An Ruo, some things are not as simple as you see or think they are. Haven’t you seen An Mingqi’s true colors through this, seen the deception he has done to you?”
An Ruo remained silent.
How could she not have seen? She understood all of this.
But understanding was one thing; anyway, Uncle wouldn’t let her easily take back the shares, and even if she did, she wouldn’t know how to manage them.
In fact, she hadn’t figured out what to do next; she should just take one step at a time.
An Ruo spoke with a headache, “Let’s talk about these things after An Xin’s issue is resolved, I don’t have the energy to deal with so much right now.”
Tang Yuchen glanced at her and stood up, heading downstairs.
An Ruo was too soft-hearted; given a little time, any hatred in her heart would dissolve. Should he say she was inherently kind-hearted, or should he say she was heartless, not caring about anything?
The man went downstairs with an unhappy face, not realizing himself that he actually felt annoyed because of An Ruo’s lack of efforts to fight for what was hers.
An Xin was sitting in the living room watching TV and saw his mood wasn’t right, her eyes suddenly showing concern.
Tang Yuchen walked over to the bar and sat down, poured himself a drink, and drank it in one gulp.
An Xin stood up and walked over to his side, took several different types of liquor, uncorked them, and poured a bit of each into the cocktail shaker.
Her fingers were slender and fair, with nails neatly manicured and tinted pink, each pouring motion filled with grace and charm.
Tang Yuchen’s indifferent gaze flickered towards her, and An Xin curved her lips and spoke softly,
“There’s a drink called Qu You, which is a homophone for removing sorrows.
Mixing this drink is actually very simple; I learned it by chance from a bartender. The first taste of this drink is a bit sweet, followed by sour, then bitter, and finally spicy.
People always say it should be bitter first and then sweet, which is the right way. However, out of the four flavors, the most exhilarating one is the spicy taste.
Once it’s spicy, the mood becomes relaxed, and a thousand worries in the heart dissipate.”
As soon as her voice fell, the drink was ready.
An Xin took a stemmed glass and poured the drink into it, presenting a Qu You with a blue base and a light yellow layer on top.
She pushed the glass towards Tang Yuchen with a flirtatious smile, “If Young Master Chen doesn’t mind, please have a taste. After drinking Qu You, one could dispel a thousand worries.”
The man picked up the glass but didn’t rush to drink.
He looked at An Xin, his lips curving into a slight smile, “Miss An can also mix drinks?”
“I know a little.”
“I wonder what else you can do. Next time I have the chance, Miss An must mix several different drinks for me to try.”