Chapter 100 Are You Afraid of Me?
The dining table was as quiet as ever.
Cheng Anyue lowered her head and carefully picked up the dishes in front of her, not even daring to raise her head.
An Shijue glanced at her and said indifferently: "What are you afraid of again?"
"Ah?" Cheng Anyue raised her head and looked at him blankly.
An Shijue looked into her eyes, "Are you afraid of me?"
"No!" Cheng Anyue shook her head.
"Your head is about to reach into the bowl." An Shijue said indifferently.
Cheng Anyue pursed her lips, lowered her head and said nothing.
An Shijue also understood her temper, and this time he didn't care.
Anyway, the matter has become a foregone conclusion, and she can't change anything, and she will soon accept it.
After dinner, An Shijue returned to the study.
Cheng Anyue breathed a sigh of relief and finished her meal slowly, but didn't want to go back immediately.
Seeing that she looked worried, the housekeeper asked, "Miss, are you not used to this place?"
Cheng Anyue looked at him in surprise, "How do you know?"
"Because you look almost the same as when you first arrived at the An family." The housekeeper said with a smile.
Cheng Anyue pursed her lips slightly. Was she also so confused when she first arrived at the An family?
It seems so. She always worries that she has done something wrong.
But now, she feels empty in her heart, as if she has no goal.
In the past, she still knew that she had to go home, but now this is her home. The key is that she is not a member of this family, which makes her feel insecure.
"Miss, don't worry, you can live here with peace of mind." The housekeeper comforted, "The An family is big and powerful, and you don't need to worry about your food. You don't need to feel burdened."
Cheng Anyue forced a smile. Although she said so, she was an outsider after all.
With something on her mind, Cheng Anyue didn't sleep well that night.
But the next day she still got up early to go to school. Just when she met An Shijue coming back from exercise, she greeted him as usual.
When she arrived at school, Zhou Xiaomin looked at her with a sigh, "Anyue, did you encounter something unclean this year? You're suffering from three diseases and five disasters. Do you want to go to the temple to worship?"
"Nonsense, I don't believe that." Cheng Anyue was a little helpless. After all, she didn't tell Zhou Xiaomin about her family's affairs.
It's embarrassing to talk about this kind of thing. She doesn't want this kind of sympathy at all.
Zhou Xiaomin was also joking. She could sense that Cheng Anyue was in a bad mood, so she didn't pester her.
As a friend, it's necessary to care about her, but if she doesn't want to talk about something, there's no need to keep digging.
After the first class in the morning, the head teacher called Cheng Anyue over and said some words of encouragement to her, asking her to take care of her body. Although the second year of high school is not as intense as the third year of high school, it is also a critical period. Anyway, it's to let Cheng Anyue take fewer days off in the future and stabilize her grades.
Cheng Anyue thanked the teacher and returned to the classroom, where she happened to meet Song Chao.
He came out of the English teacher's office. He looked at her and asked, "I heard from my mother that you were sick. Are you feeling better?"
Cheng Anyue then remembered that she had secretly left Song's house before. Song's mother must have been very worried about her after she returned.
She apologized and said, "Please tell Auntie that I was sorry for me. I had something to do that day, so I left first. As for my illness, I have recovered, otherwise I would not have come to school."
"But you don't seem to live in your house anymore." Song Chao asked.
Cheng Anyue's expression changed slightly, she lowered her head and said nothing.