Chapter 595: You may have won, but... I will not lose

"Young Master Li seems to have forgotten that when I came to keep this appointment, I had no idea your mother liked me!"

Those rounded fingertips tapped against the palm of her other hand.

Her posture now was completely different from when she had first entered.

Only now did Li Kun realize it.

When she entered, she was a refined lady of a noble family, with every etiquette perfectly in place.

But now...

Watching her sit on the sofa, her body leaning back slightly as she found the most comfortable angle, this person's posture was leisurely, her legs swaying slightly, carrying a hint of nonchalance.

Perhaps this version of her was the real her, wasn't it?

"What exactly does Madam An want?" Li Kun narrowed his eyes, his estimation of An Yinan rising another notch.

He used to think she had a head for business and was a formidable person.

A woman who could navigate the stock market would never be a simple person.

Now...

She seemed even more adaptable; she had her own ideas, her own thoughts, and even made one feel that she was unfathomable.

But...

This feeling didn't come from what others had said, but from his own inner intuition, which was truly frightening to admit.

"What do I want?" An Yinan lowered her head, her slender fingers tapping on her chin.

"Keep it as a debt; do me a favor in the future, and we shall consider it settled."

"You protect your Miss Huang, and I will resolve a trouble in the future. How about that?"

After she finished speaking, she looked up and met Li Kun's gaze directly.

Li Kun looked at her deeply, "Deal."

"But..."

"Aren't you afraid I might go back on my word?"

Things have an order, and this matter would be resolved in just these few days; after all, Hong Kong City never lacked gossip, and he could have his own entertainment company release some things, and the media's attention would shift immediately.

But...

The request she made might not necessarily be completed at any specific time.

An Yinan smiled, "Young Master Li, trust a woman, especially a woman who holds a grudge."

"You may have won, but..."

"I will absolutely not lose."

In an instant, the two had exchanged several rounds.

Le Rong had not interrupted at all, and now it was her turn, the elder, to watch the drama; although it wasn't a sweet romance, seeing her own son get bested was not an easy thing to come by.

"Fine! I hope Madam An remembers today's bet."

Li Kun said this bitterly, then stood up, but suddenly thinking of his mother, he turned back to look at her...

What did he see?

Didn't his mother always dislike such sweet, cloying watermelon?

Yet, on the tray in front of her, when had it become filled with watermelon rinds?

"Oh... while you were chatting with Miss Huang, and while you were bickering with Madam An." Le Rong understood her son too well; the moment she saw his expression, she immediately realized what he was thinking, and without waiting for him to speak, she gave him an answer directly.

What is wrong with this world?

Has it finally gone mad?

"An An, how are you getting back? Let me send you!" Le Rong elegantly wiped the corners of her mouth; even after eating so much watermelon, there wasn't a trace of juice on her lips.

Truly a noble lady, capable of maintaining her image anywhere.

An Yinan shook her head with a smile, "No need to trouble Le Rong. My people are all outside, and my residence... I believe Young Master Li has already investigated it thoroughly. If there is time in the future, you are welcome to visit me."

She politely declined and extended a polite invitation.

"May I?"

It was just that... she had underestimated the nature of a noble lady...

Wasn't that just a polite gesture? How could you take it seriously?

But facing those expectant eyes, An Yinan nodded helplessly, "Of course, you are welcome anytime..." as if!

Le Rong laughed heartily, and Li Kun's previously gloomy face now carried a hint of a smile.

They both discovered that this Madam An seemed to wear all her expressions on her face.

It was truly easy to see through her, making it hard not to feel a sense of affection.

"Then I shall take my leave." An Yinan carried her pearl handbag, a calm smile on her face, and nodded to the two of them.

In Chen Xun's hand was information about a car, the transfer of several shops, and the deed to a villa.

It had to be said...

Regardless of who won or lost, this property would go to An Yinan; he could be considered to have paid a heavy price.

A single villa compared to the Li Family could only be called a drop in the ocean.

When An Yinan walked out, her waist remained held tight; after stepping out of the room, the two of them exchanged a glance and followed behind An Yinan.

On every flight of stairs, two people followed, all the way to the entrance of the restaurant.

"Our young master has long since given orders that Madam An might not be accustomed to dining here, so he had meals specially prepared for you to take back."

The assistant was already waiting downstairs, and behind him stood a row of people, each of them carrying quite a few things in their hands.

An Yinan turned around and looked at Li Kun, meeting his eyes exactly; she simply extended her arm and waved it lightly.

The meaning is already very clear, thanks, goodbye.

"Take it over." An Yinan exchanged a look with Yun Shu behind her; Yun Shu understood immediately and made the arrangements directly.

An Yinan smiled and nodded at the assistant, said nothing, and turned to leave.

In this Main Hall, only the sound of high heels clicking in an interlaced rhythm remained.

Not until she returned to the car did An Yinan's expression suddenly sink, "Li Kun, well played!"

Right before leaving, he had actually set her up.

Others might not know her identity, but how could those people from the Six Great Families not know?

The current situation clearly sent a signal to the outside: she, Madam An, was not part of the Li Family, but she had established friendly relations with the Li Family.

It really is one link after another.

It seemed like a joke, it seemed like a confrontation, but if one were not a seasoned veteran of the business world, it would be hard to understand the exchange between the two.

Among those present, besides Le Rong, it is estimated that only Chen Xun could see a thing or two, right?

"You're tired, aren't you?" Chen Xun hugged her with heartache and wiped the sweat from her with a tissue.

Innocent and naive? Expressions worn on the sleeve?

They are all just disguises for one another; in this place, innocent people died long ago.

Those who can survive until now are all existences with hearts as riddled with holes as honeycomb briquettes.

In front of him, An Yinan did not need any disguise; she simply nodded, leaned her head against him, and let all her weight rest upon him.

"Xunge, I'm so tired."

Her voice was very soft, so soft that even Yun Shu and Yun Mo sitting in the front seats did not hear it clearly.

Chen Xun's warm, large hand gently rubbed her head, his heart full of heartache with nowhere to voice it.

He had no way to take her back, nor any way to persuade her to give up.