20 His Little Girlfriend (2)

"Where's mom?" An Ran asked.

"At the grocery."

"Oh. Do your homework. I'll see what I can do."

"Ok."

An Ran tidied up the room and did some washing, then she took them to the corridor to let them dry in the sunlight. Old apartments like hers didn't have balconies for each household. People couldn't dry their clothes in their home, so they had to take them all to the corridor.

Everyone knew each other in the apartment and kept a good relationship, so they didn't have to worry about the theft of clothes.

While An Ran was putting the clothes on the hangers, she heard the next door open. A 20-year-old girl walked slowly out of the room, whose belly was a little bulging. 

"Sister Meimei!" An Ran called her excited.

Ai Meimei turned and looked at An Ran. She was a beauty whose smile was extremely charming. "An Ran, doing laundry?"

"Yes." They were sisters growing up in this same building, so they were very close. An Ran was happy. "Sister Meimei, you haven't been home in a long time."

There was a saying that pretty girls didn't do good in study. Ai Meimei went to sell make-up in the mall instead of going to college after high school.

But she suddenly stopped working and seldomly came back home. Each time she came back, she wore fancy clothes and dressed up nothing like a poor girl.

This time she was back, she was pregnant. An Ran felt curious. She didn't hear about Ai Meimei's wedding. Good neighbors as they were, she should have invited them to her wedding.

"Yes, I'm back for the pregnancy." Ai Meimei looked normal and said calmly.

"Congrats, Sister Meimei." An Ran smiled and looked over at her home. "Didn't your husband accompany you back?"

Ai Meimei said airily, "He's busy." Then she changed the subject quickly. "Ranran, we may move out."

"To where?"

Ai Meimei paused and touched her belly. "We don't know yet, have to wait for this baby."

An Ran felt strange. What does it have to do with the baby? But she didn't ask.

"Alright An Ran, you do your laundry, I'm going downstairs for a walk."

"Ok, mind the steps, Sister Meimei."

Ai Meimei walked away with her bulging belly. An Ran was about to hang the clothes, An Ze walked to her unhappily.

"Sister, don't talk to her."

"Who?"

"Ai Meimei."

"Why? Didn't you like her when you were little? You found her pretty."

An Ze said grimly, "Everyone knows that she's a mistress pregnant with that man's kid."

An Ran was struck. An Ze showed contempt when he said the word "mistress".

"Ah-ze, do you...do you look down on girls who are mistresses?" An Ran asked weakly.

"Very." An Ze made an imperious gesture.

An Ran's heart was broken. She had to secretly clutch her clothes to stop herself from fainting. If one day An Ze found out what she did and that his most beloved sister was just one of those girls he detested the most, how despaired would he become?

In what way would he look at her? An Ran couldn't stand to imagine it.

"What are you talking about?" Gao Enying walked upstairs with a basket in her hand.

She was slender and didn't look like a middle-aged woman who was about to turn 40. She had beautiful eyes and still looked attractive. When she was young, she was surely a beauty.

An Ran looked a little like her, but she was more immature than carrying her mom's mature charm.