Chapter 801: Dream? Really?

An Yan was waiting anxiously under the tree, while many boys around were pretending to pass by.
Because An Yan in a red dress is simply so beautiful, even if she simply stands there, she feels like an elf falling into the world, making people reluctant to look away.
But soon, An Yan found Xue An who was walking slowly, his face was happy, and then ran over happily.
The boys onlookers couldn't help but wailed when they saw this, and some people even gave Xue An a stern look, thinking that the guy who picked the school flowers in his hands was simply disgusting.
With her small hand on her back, An Yan looked at Xue An with interest, and then nodded in satisfaction.
"This suit is not bad! You wear a good fit, but this head shape is a bit bad. How much hairspray is this?"
Xue An did not speak.
Just watching An Yan quietly.
Anyan in the student days, although not as beautiful as the later days, but with a green beauty.
An Yan was a little embarrassed by Xue An's stare, and she couldn't help taking a sip.
"Hate, how can you look at people like this?"
Seeing An Yan with a blushing face, Xue An suddenly wanted to stretch out his hand and pinch it.
Then Xue An found that he could not control himself at all.
He can only be like a bystander, silently watching everything happen according to what happened in his memory.
"Let's go! Go and buy some gifts for my grandma and my second uncle!"
Speaking of An Yan, he took Xue An's arm and walked out of school.
Along the way, everyone who saw this scene was shocked.
An Yan, a stunning school girl, actually led a boy in front of so many people, and she was extremely intimate.
Many boys who regard Anyan as their goddess feel their hearts are broken.
Therefore, Xue An has gained countless jealous eyes along the way.
Waiting to be outside the school gate.
A very low-key black car parked on the side of the road.
"Ahem, Qing'er, I asked her to find a low-key car. She's looking for a low-key car!" An Yan mumbled a few words, and then opened the door.
Xue An stood there and said blankly: "What are you doing?"
"Nonsense, of course it's driving! Otherwise, I won't be able to catch up with my grandma's birthday party."
"but……."
"Why? Don't believe my car skills?" An Yan lifted his sunglasses up, leaned on the door and blinked at Xue An.
"I learned to drive secretly when I was eight years old! Who made you guys refuse to learn to drive? Now I have to be your driver!"
Xue An still stood still in a daze.
An Yan got into the car, put down the glass, "What are you still doing? Get in the car!"
Xue An got on the antique BMW in a vague way, then ignited the fire in Anyan, and drove to the city center skillfully.
Arriving in the city center, An Yan dragged Xue An into the very high-end shopping mall in Zhongdu.
Seeing the shopping area decorated like a palace, Xue An was a little startled.
An Yan took out a bank card from the small bag with a calm expression, and gave it to Xue An without any explanation.
Then she leaned over Xue An's ear and said softly.
"No, this is the money I have saved up so hard. Now lend it to you, you have to remember to return it to me!"
Xue An was holding this bank card with An Yan Tixiang, and before he could speak, An Yan happily dragged him into the shopping club.
Those shopping guide ladies are all very enthusiastic about An Yan, but An Yan will ask Xue An for advice no matter what to buy.
This makes these shopping guide ladies with very vicious eyes a little surprised.
They can tell at a glance that the red dress worn by An Yan is a high-end custom model that was unveiled at Paris Fashion Week, and the price is extremely expensive.
Moreover, the grace on An Yan's body can't be pretended.
This is obviously a wealthy daughter.
And Xue An?
Wearing a barely fit, miscellaneous suit, his hair is very greasy with inferior hair spray, and his expression is very restrained, especially when he sees the prices of those products, he always turns pale.
Obviously a poor student who has never seen the world.
With such a combination, this rich daughter still treats this man with such respect.
This makes these shopping guide ladies a little surprised.
finally.
Under An Yan's guidance, Xue An bought gifts worth at least seven to eighty thousand yuan.
This huge sum of money was enough for Xue An to live until graduation and even find a job, which made Xue An somewhat silent.
And more importantly, the more than one thousand dollars he carried became like a joke at the moment.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the money can't even afford a pair of underwear here.
An Yan saw this, so when she drove to Anjia, she said lowly.
"Ann, I may not have made it clear to you before. The conditions in my family are not the same as ordinary people. I can even be called a rich man! But I really have no other meaning. I really like you! And the money for buying gifts today is considered I lent it to you and I am waiting for you to return it to me! Okay?"
Xue An did not speak.
They seemed silent on the way.
Until the vehicle drove into this large yard that seemed extremely luxurious in the middle.
Looking at the carefully cultivated exotic flowers and plants.
Xue An's knuckles became a little pale because of hard enough.
Rich!
This word that Xue An had only seen on TV and novels, has actually come into contact with it today.
This made Xue An's heart full of struggle and helplessness at the time.
An Yan naturally saw this, she parked the car silently, and suddenly kissed Xue An's lips.
After a long time, she leaned her head on Xue An's shoulder and whispered: "Ann, if you don't want to go, we will go back!"
Xue An gently stroked An Yan's hair and whispered: "Go, no matter what's ahead, I will accompany you!"
An Yan smiled and nodded vigorously, "Hmm!"
The two got out of the car, and a maid had come forward to take the gift.
"Where is my grandma?"
"Miss, the birthday banquet is about to begin, and the old lady is in the main hall!"
An Yan nodded, and then led Xue An to the main hall.
As soon as we walked to the door, a female voice with a hint of sarcasm came from ~EbookFREE.me~ Yo, sister Yan, this is your boyfriend! "
Following the voice, a woman in a luxurious dress came over.
An Meng.
An Yan's cousin.
At this time, An Meng looked at Xue An a few times, and the disdain in his eyes became thicker.
"What kind of smell is this! It's so aggressive? And look at the shape of the head, what is it wiped on?"
An Meng pretended to exaggerate.
Xue An looked embarrassed,
An Yan's face sank, "An Meng, grandma birthday, I don't want to fight with you, and this is my friend, I hope you show respect!"
An Meng sneered, "Okay! But if grandma sees you looking for such a man, she still doesn't know how she will react!"
After that, turned and left.