19 His Little Girlfriend (1)

Liu Weiwei's parents both worked elsewhere. They only came back once a month, so it was safer to keep the things at her place.

Yesterday, An Ran had been picked up by a BMW. Today, Liu Weiwei wasn't very shocked to see her appear with so many name-brand clothes. Seventeen wasn't a childish age, so she could almost connect the BMW with name-brand clothes.

"Weiwei, I'll put this with you for now." An Ran handed the bags to Liu Weiwei.

The girl took them and put them on the sofa. Then she stared at An Ran. "Who is he? He looks rich."

Liu Weiwei's tone wasn't disdainful, but An Ran was already embarrassed. After all, becoming someone's lover at her young age wasn't an honorable thing.

Plus, she was the lover of the top figure in A City. It was unbelievable.

An Ran sat down before Liu Weiwei and whispered, "Weiwei, I know you look down on me, but I really did this to help my grandma. But I still couldn't help her."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened.

Liu Weiwei knew about An Ran's relationship with her grandmother. She sat closer to An Ran and held her hand. "An Ran, you'll forever be the nicest girl I know. Seriously. No matter what you do, I'll stand by your side. I'm just worried that you'll get tricked. Nothing else is important."

"Weiwei…" An Ran's eyes reddened even more. It was comforting to have such a great friendship.

"How long is your contract for?"

"I wrote down a lifetime but… They only want my first time."

"F*ck," Liu Weiwei cursed. She grew hot-tempered immediately. "Who the f*ck is like that? My An Ran is such a good girl and he takes you for granted. Tell me who that man is. I'll go yell at him."

An Ran giggled at how manly Liu Weiwei was acting. Then she whispered, "Ye Chengwei."

"Who's Ye Chengwei?" Liu Weiwei asked. But after asking, her eyes widened and said incredulously, "Don't tell me it's…"

"Yeah," An Ran replied.

Liu Weiwei choked as if swallowing an egg. "Pretend I didn't say anything," she said 'cowardly.'

Someone at such a high status obviously didn't care about a girls' life. There were thousands of girls willing to give up their entire lives for him.

An Ran stayed at Liu Weiwei's house for a while before taking the bus home. The 10,000 yuan was like a hot potato. She didn't dare bring it home, so she kept it with Liu Weiwei too.

There was an old residential building that the city was about to tear down. There was no elevator; the hallways were narrow and dark. The walls were covered in all sorts of ads for opening locks and unclogging pipes.

An Ran's family of four squeezed in the 60-square-meter two-room apartment. An Ze slept on the sofa every day.

Now that Grandmother was gone, An Ze moved into her old room. At the moment, he was studying in his room. Gao Enying wasn't home.

"Sister, you're back?" Hearing the footsteps, An Ze turned around and smiled at An Ran.

They didn't look alike, but he was also very attractive. His smile had a natural unbridled feeling.

But his grades were good and he studied at a good high school, different from An Ran's school. He was a popular kid. An Ze was good at singing and dancing, and amazing at basketball and soccer too. He had stolen many girls' hearts.

An Ran often saw girls circling around An Ze, but he was always cold toward them. An Ran would joke that he had a low EQ.