Chapter 142 Thank You, Master. I Like It Very Much.

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Taking Cheng Anyue out was a sudden decision. An Shijue waited downstairs for ten minutes. He looked at his watch and asked, "Have you given her the clothes?"

"I have given it to the young lady." An Su replied.

An Shijue frowned, looked upstairs, turned around and walked towards the sofa.

An Su's expression changed slightly. She thought the young master would ask her to urge the young lady, but she didn't expect that he would just wait like this.

Just then, she heard footsteps on the stairs, and when she looked up, she saw Cheng Anyue coming down.

She said respectfully to An Shijue, "Young master, the young lady is coming down."

"Yeah!" An Shijue looked up at the stairs, and a girl in a beige princess dress came down. Her slender figure and fair skin made her look very elegant.

The ponytail tied up casually showed a bit of immaturity, but with her sweet face, it looked particularly pleasing to the eye.

Perhaps, this is what the little princess of the An family looks like.

Cheng Anyue pinched her skirt with both hands and walked downstairs a little awkwardly.

The shoes on her feet were also new, so she walked a little unsteadily and swayed.

She looked at the person sitting on the sofa carefully, and inexplicably expected his reaction in her heart.

But the man just glanced at her, stood up and walked out.

"Follow me."

This was obviously said to her.

Cheng Anyue was a little discouraged, and couldn't help but doubt her own aesthetics. Didn't the clothes she chose look good?

"Miss, please." An Su said to Cheng Anyue.

Cheng Anyue nodded and walked out.

After getting in the car, Cheng Anyue and An Shijue sat in the back seat.

An Shijue looked through the documents in his hand and didn't seem to plan to communicate with her.

Cheng Anyue lowered her head, a little bored, and suddenly, her mobile phone rang. In this quiet space, the ringtone seemed a little abrupt.

She was startled and quickly answered the phone, whispering: "Hello."

"Are you coming to school today?" Huayu's voice came from the phone.

"No." Cheng Anyue answered in a low voice.

"What's wrong with you?" Huayu noticed her strangeness, "Is it inconvenient to answer the phone?"

"Yeah!"

It's not just inconvenient, it's very inconvenient.

"Then I'll contact you when you're convenient." Huayu hung up the phone after saying that.

Cheng Anyue wanted to tell him not to contact her, but it was too late. She looked at the phone and sighed helplessly. This Huayu was really in a hurry.

"Who is the owner of the phone?" An Shijue's voice suddenly sounded in the car.

Cheng Anyue was startled, turned her head and found that An Shijue was concentrating on reading the documents.

If there were not only three people in the car, she would definitely suspect that someone else was talking.

She nodded, "Yes."

"An Yuan has prepared a mobile phone for you." An Shijue paused and added, "The An family doesn't need to use other people's things."

"Yes!" Cheng Anyue responded. She knew that she might have embarrassed the An family, and she became a little nervous.

An Yue, who was driving in front, glanced at the two through the rearview mirror, wondering when the young master would care about such a small matter as a mobile phone.

But last night, he did receive a notice from the young master asking him to prepare a mobile phone for girls.

Now this phone is on the passenger seat, but it has not been given to the owner yet.

Taking advantage of the traffic light in front, An Yuan picked up the mobile phone box and handed it to Cheng Anyue, "Miss, your mobile phone."

Cheng Anyue glanced at the mobile phone box, then looked at An Shijue, and seeing that he didn't react, she took it.

Just by looking at the box, she knew what kind of mobile phone it was.

Her mother also used this brand of mobile phone, and it was said that one cost several thousand yuan.

Cheng Anyue opened the box and took the phone to examine it. It was slightly larger than her palm, rose gold in color, and very beautiful. She never thought that one day she would own such a beautiful phone.

She held the phone, looked at An Shijue and smiled, "Thank you, Master. I like it very much."