"An'an, this bracelet is the latest model. It's a new product that just came out a few days ago. You already have one. My God, you are so happy."

Zhang Xue's eyes lit up, and she really wanted to have such a bracelet.

Joan Ann walked over, took the bracelet back from her hand, and put it on directly: "It was given by my boyfriend."

"An'an, you seem to have changed, you have become less low-key."

Zhang Xue leaned back in the chair, with a mocking look in her eyes.

Qiao Anan froze for a moment, and while she was applying makeup, she glanced at her: "People don't stay low-key all their lives, do you think that I should always be low-key than you, so you can feel normal."

Zhang Xue's face turned pale, and the corners of her mouth pouted unhappily: "What do you mean by that? I've known you since I was a child, and you are just ordinary. Now you suddenly act like a noble young lady and show that you have a boyfriend. You must be doing this on purpose."

Qiao Anan laughed angrily: "Don't tell me you have a boyfriend?

Since you don't like to hear me talk, you go out. "

"You... What kind of virtue are you? It's great to have a boyfriend, and it may not last for a long time."

Zhang Xue was so angry that she had no good words to say.

"Zhang Xue, are you cursing me?"

Qiao Anan swayed and blocked Zhang Xue's way: "Don't think that you are my cousin, you can speak so badly."

"What are you doing?

Want to hit me. "

Zhang Xue immediately took a step forward, raising her chin: "Hit it."

Looking at her smug face, Qiao Anan really wanted to fight, but self-cultivation and reason persuaded her.

Hearing the noise, Zhang Xiuzhu walked in immediately, and Zhang Xue immediately went to Zhang Xiuzhu's side aggrieved: "Auntie, Ann, she bullied me."

Zhang Xiuzhu glared at her daughter: "An'an, what are you doing? You're not a child anymore. Why are you still messing around like this?"

Seeing that her mother didn't mean to scold her, Joan Ann immediately shrugged her shoulders indifferently: "We're fine."

Zhang Xue made a face at her and went out proudly.

At the breakfast table, after Zhou Mei took a few mouthfuls, she directly explained her intentions: "Xiuzhu, that's it. I'm here today, and I want to ask An An for help."

Joan Ann's hand holding the chopsticks tightened, feeling uncomfortable.

"What's the matter, An'an is still in school, what can I do for you?"

Zhang Xiuzhu's expression was also a little stiff, she really didn't want to do anything to embarrass her daughter now.

"Of course she can't help. I want Mr. Luo to help. Your brother's company is bidding for a project recently. It's just a small project of tens of millions. Mr. Luo can do it with one sentence. An'an, you won't just die. Grandma loves you so much, so you can help our Zhang family."

Zhou Mei was afraid that Qiao An'an would refuse, so she deliberately named Mrs. Zhang.

Qiao Anan knew that nothing good would happen when they came to the door.

Zhang Xue sat dryly beside her, not daring to intervene. If she had known that her mother was here to save Qiao An'an, she would not be angry with her just now.

Qiao Anan pursed her lips and put down her chopsticks: "Mom, I'm going to school." JrNovels.com