Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 1777 - I Think He Really Likes You

Chapter 1777: I Think He Really Likes You

Xu Baohan's hand that was holding the pen suddenly stopped. A few seconds later, he turned back with a cold expression. "Then go ahead. Actually, there's nothing wrong with attending this kind of speech. Perhaps it will allow more students to choose the path of the court in the future."

Su Run looked at his serious face and almost died from laughter in his heart. Leader, you're really done for this time.

"Alright, I'll contact the school later."

At the Japanese-style Izakaya.

In the small private room, An Lan and Li Shuang drank two bottles of soju wine in a row.

Li Shuang drank until her face was completely red, "Let me tell you, don't listen to your parents' nonsense. Don't get married just for the sake of getting married. Even people like me who get married for love actually turn out to be just like this after getting married. They used to love each other desperately, but after getting married, they have to take care of the needs of their daily lives and children. Look at me, a great lawyer and a great beauty who circles around the family and children all day long. I'm so tired, I just want to go out and indulge myself."

An Lan's slightly tipsy eyes revealed a look of confusion.

Some people said that marriage was the tomb of love.

Some people said that marriage was a wall that trapped people after they entered.

"Shuang, then based on what you said, should I not get married?" An Lan was at a loss.

"That's not true. It has its own happiness. For example, children are quite cute." Li Shuang held her chin, "But there's no need to marry just because others say so. At the very least, you have to meet someone who treats you sincerely. You both have the same aspirations and hobbies, don't be anxious."

An Lan nodded, flipping through the barbecue on the shelf. Her phone suddenly vibrated.

White Horse Not Horse had actually sent her a WeChat message.

She opened it in confusion, her face turning green. Xu Baohan had somehow found some news to repost, for example, "What happens when a woman comes home drunk", "A woman can't drink too much outside, hubby can drink more", "A woman is dragged into the bushes after getting drunk in the middle of the night…"

Li Shuang saw that her expression was getting uglier and uglier, she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong, who sent you the message?"

"A lunatic," An Lan wanted to cry, but no tears came out. She called Xu Baohan, who she had contacted on the blind date, "Why did you send those things?"

"I saw the news during dinner, so I sent them to you." Xu Baohan's calm voice was transmitted through the microphone, sounding very nice, like the sound of a cello.

However, An Lan was not in the mood to appreciate his voice. She gritted her teeth. "Are you sick? How can you see so many cases of women getting drunk and getting into accidents during dinner?"

"This shows that the probability of women getting drunk is really high. You can ignore it, but this is a friendly reminder," Xu Baohan said. "I'm going to eat now, I'm hanging up."

The phone hung up with a beep.

An Lan angrily placed her phone on the table.

"Who is it? What did they send you to make you so angry?" Li Shuang was confused. "Let me take a look."

An Lan was too lazy to say anything and directly threw her phone to her.

Li Shuang looked at it for a while and silently put down her phone. "Let's finish this bottle and not drink anymore. I'm sick of watching it."

"…"

An Lan thought to herself and felt the same.

"By the way, does this person like you?" Li Shuang suddenly said.

An Lan choked on her wine and coughed a few times. She glared at her, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I think he really likes you," Li Shuang said. "He sent these to tell you not to get drunk. It's obvious that he looked for these news. Look, the date of the news is the year before last."

An Lan looked as if she had seen a ghost.

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