Chapter 465: He Fell on His Pants Unexpectedly

She asked him to borrow a cigarette.

Lu Yan pursed his thin lips, a little unhappy. When did she even smoke a cigarette?

An An looked at the man, he moved, stretched out his big hand to hold the cigarette pack.

She quickly stretched out her small hand to take it.

But the next second, the cigarette pack was crumpled into a ball by the man's big hand, the driver's window slowly slid down, and he directly threw the crushed cigarette pack into the trash can on the side of the road without error.

"..."

He did it on purpose!

An An's beautiful eyes like ice and snow suddenly turned cold, and she said, "I didn't expect you to have a temper, very manly."

An An sneered again, and she glanced at the man's empty right leg.

At this time, a series of melodious mobile phone rings rang, and An An called.

The white and tender little hand took out the mobile phone in the bag, it was Huo Yanmei's call.

She pressed the button to answer, "Hello, Mom."

Because the car was very quiet, Huo Yanmei's voice came through clearly, "An An, are you home? Mom prepared your favorite dishes for you. You should dress nicely. There are relatives at home, Mr. Hua's son."

An An immediately frowned, "Mom, I've told you N times that I don't want a blind date. I already have a boyfriend."

She said that she already had a boyfriend.

Lu Yan withdrew his gaze indifferently, as if a knife had been inserted into his heart and stirred it, and he was in pain.

But the more it hurt, the less expression there was on his handsome face.

He glanced at the neon lights of the city outside through the car window, and his mind was full of the sweet scenes of him and her in the days when he was just released from prison three years ago.

Her socks fell off, and he put them on for her.

Dinner was delivered, and he carried her to eat.

She was angry and drove him away, and he came back angrily to kiss her...

Every scene seemed to have happened yesterday.

He and her have known each other for so many years, and the truly sweet time was only a few days.

Is her current boyfriend good to her?

Do you love her very much?

Huo Yanmei's scolding voice came over, "An An, don't mess around. So many things happened three years ago. Later, I didn't stop you from entering FIU, but your mother must make the decision on marriage!"

"You messed up the last blind date. Your last boyfriend was a muscular man. What kind of boyfriend did you change this time?"

An An felt irritated. Her mother pressed her step by step and had pushed her to the edge of the cliff. Her mother should know, and everyone knew, that she couldn't forget Lu Yan.

She felt very painful.

"Mom, this time I found a disabled boyfriend." She said in a light voice.

At this time, she felt the eyes in front of her looking over and falling secretly on her little face.

Huo Yanmei on the other end gasped, "What are you talking about? Disability?"

"Mom, don't be nervous, my boyfriend just lost a leg, he's actually very strong..."

Before she finished her words, Huo Yanmei screamed, "Gu An'an!"

An'an curled her red lips, "Mom, don't force me, if you force me again, I'll find a sick boyfriend next time."

"An'an, you're ruined, you're ruined, it's..."

Huo Yanmei roared in collapse, but An'an hung up the phone directly.

She knew what her mother wanted to say, what her mother wanted to say---An'an, you're ruined, you've been ruined by Lu Yan!

When her mother saw her, she would say this several times, her mother really hated Lu Yan.

Of course, she hated him too.

If he was still alive, she thought she would stab him a few times first.

But, he was dead.

An'an put her phone in her bag with her butterfly-like wings hanging down, her eyes became wet and red, but no one could see it.

No one could see the wetness in her eyes.

Three years have passed, and she still cries.

She was easily moved to tears by the name "Lu Yan".

At this time, the van slowly stopped. Champagne Mansion No. 1 arrived, and it was time for her to get off.

An An stretched out her little hand to hang a strand of hair on her cheek behind her ear. When she raised her eyes again, her delicate and beautiful face had become faint and lazy. She opened the back door and jumped down in a chic manner.

She spread her thin legs and came to the driver's door. She raised her hand and knocked on the window, meaning that he should slide the window down.

After a few seconds, the window slid down, but only a little bit. She could only see his baseball cap outside.

Who is he? Is he deliberately covering his face?

Is he ugly?

An An opened her bag, took out two Mao Zedong notes and handed them over, "This is your fare."

A large and rough hand stretched out from the car to take the money.