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When I arrived at the doorstep, it was almost 11 o'clock. An Yuan straightened himself out before knocking on the door.
The one who opened the door is Zhang Moyan.
Looking at Zhang Moyan inside the door, still wearing an apron, An Yuan was a bit surprised. How could this person be here.
"Yuan is back?" An's mother immediately came out of the kitchen, pulling her son into the house and starting to scold him, "You're really something, just came back and already went out with your friends, not coming home all night. Moyan is much better, knows how to take care of me, unlike you!"
After scolding her son for a while, An's mother finally smiled and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking. Zhang Moyan brought the things An Yuan brought back into the room, "You came over yesterday?"
"Okay. I'm thinking of coming over to help Mom with some things." Zhang Moyan has already learned from Secretary Wang that An Yuan stayed at a hotel yesterday.
"Thank you for helping me explain to my parents."
Zhang Moyan Rourouyanqian An Yuan Soft hair, "Sitting on the plane for a whole morning must be tiring, take a rest."
An Yuan had just lay down on the bed for a few minutes when the door rang again. There came a female voice from outside and alpha pheromones that did not belong to Zhang Moyan.
Smelling the pheromones in the air, An Yuan stiffened for a moment. As he sat up from the bed and reached down to pick up his shoes, he noticed his hand was trembling slightly.
Zhang Moyan opened the door and walked in, "What's wrong?" He crouched in front of An Yuan and helped him put on his shoes. An Yuan didn't say anything, and Zhang Moyan didn't ask further.
Two people walked out of the room, one in front and one behind. The conversation in the living room suddenly stopped.
The tall alpha sitting with An Ning frowned slightly when he saw An Yuan and asked, "An Yuan, are you sick? Why do you look so pale?"
"I am indeed sick, but it's a sickness of the heart," Yiyang said, and An Ning quickly added.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became heavy. An's mother immediately lightened the mood, "Oh! It's almost twelve o'clock, and the old man still hasn't come back. Who knows where he's wandered off to. Let's not wait any longer, let's start dinner."
The food had just been served when An's father returned, and Zhang Moyan immediately invited the old man to take a seat. The old man was extremely pleased. He genuinely liked his son-in-law.
Halfway through the meal, "Yuan, have you been to the hospital recently? Any news?"
Everyone stopped eating and looked at An Yuan. Zhang Moyan held An Yuan's hand under the table and said, "We go to the hospital for regular check-ups every month. The doctor said that this matter should not be rushed. Yuan's body is not fully mature, so it's more appropriate to discuss it after this year."
An's father and An's mother nodded, saying that they needed to eat more, and kept putting food into An Yuan and Zhang Moyan's bowls.
An Yuan buried his head in his bowl, afraid to look up and see the expression on Yiyang's face.
"Dad, Mom. This time when I came back, I also have something to tell you. I am planning to become partners with Yiyang." An Ning put down her chopsticks and happily held Yiyang's arm as she spoke.
"Is that so." An's mother smiled. "Our daughter is also coming of age. It's natural and delightful for the two of you to become partners."
"Congratulations. I will send you the gift from An Yuan when I return."
"Yiyang, what are you saying," An's father put down his chopsticks, looking serious.
"This is a decision I made with Yiyang."
"I'll let Yiyang speak," An's father looked disapprovingly at his daughter.
"Well, I've always felt that An Ning is very nice to be around, so I agree," the atmosphere was a bit heavy.
"Now that both kids are fine, why the long face? It's good for everyone to be happy," An's mother nudged An's father and then invited everyone to eat.
"From childhood to adulthood, you have always been biased, always favoring An Yuan. I am also your daughter, but just because Yiyang ultimately chose me instead of An Yuan, you want to break us apart?!"
"Unfortunately, even if Yiyang and I cannot be together, what's lost can never be regained." An Ning glanced at An Yuan who had been silent the whole time, then grabbed the bag from the sofa.
"Ningning, why do you miss your dad so much!" An's mother hurriedly got up, but An Ning had already opened the door and left.
"Uncle, don't worry, I'll keep an eye on Ningning, nothing will happen." Yiyang hastily put on his coat and opened the door to chase after her.
"Zhen, excuse my poor appetite. Please go ahead and eat," An's father smiled and greeted Zhang Moyan, with a hint of weariness on his face.
An Yuan forced himself to finish the vegetables in his bowl before putting down his chopsticks.
"Today, watching Ningning and Yiyang together, Mom knows you're feeling upset. What's gone can't be brought back, Ningning only got it half right, what's gone can also be overcome. As long as you and Zhang Moyan live a good life together," An's mother said earnestly, holding An Yuan's hand.
"Are you ready?" Zhang Moyan knocked on the door.
"If Mom were to say, Moyan is a good kid, even Yiyang can't compare. He genuinely treats you well."
"I know, Mom." Taking the bag from An's mother, An Yuan opened the door, and Zhang Moyan hurriedly took the things.
"The car is already downstairs."
"After you go back, live a good life, and come back to see me and your dad whenever you have time."
"Take care, Mom and Dad."
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