The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

I kept killing time in the living room like this, and it was soon past noon. Everyone had a late breakfast, so they didn't have lunch.

In addition, the most important thing they lack here is snacks and food. Even if they haven't eaten, there is always something to eat, so they won't be hungry at all.

The sunshine outside is really good today. It is already very warm inside the house, and the sunshine from outside can also shine in.

An Chen was already sitting on the sofa and fell asleep. When he was about to fall asleep, the ringing of his cell phone woke An Chen up again.

The phone was still ringing. Whose phone was it? An Chen yawned loudly, and then realized that the ringing phone was actually his.

Maybe he accidentally touched the sound switch. An Chen quickly turned off the sound and then looked at the caller ID.

Maybe the call from the other side wasn't answered, so I simply sent another message.

An Chen finished reading the content of the message. It was neither long nor short, only five sentences in total.

After a simple reply, An Chen put the phone next to him, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and prepared to continue in a daze.

Of course everyone heard the cell phone ringing just now, but An Chen didn't answer it or even say anything, as if nothing happened.

Fu Yanxing glanced at An Chen and found that the little kid was getting ready to sleep on the sofa, with nothing unusual on his expression.

Now these strange calls or messages on An Chen's mobile phone always make Fu Yanxing feel his heart beat faster.

Because An Chen suddenly fell into coma last time after answering a phone call. Although there may not be much connection between the two, Fu Yanxing felt that the phone call might also be an inducement.

And the fact that An Chen didn't answer the phone made Fu Yanxing even more worried. He always felt that the little kid had something to worry about, so he kept hiding it from them.

There is no way to ask in front of everyone now. Even if he does ask, An Chen's answer may be that it's fine to a large extent.

Even the result Fu Yanxing had already guessed was close to ten, which made people even more worried when he thought about it.

In fact, Fu Yanxing's worries were not unnecessary. An Chen was far from as calm as he appeared on the surface.

He didn't leave the living room because he was afraid that everyone would worry, so he chose to stay in a daze and pretend to sleep, just to find the best reason to hide his emotions.

An Chen always felt that no one could fully understand her, see through her bad qualities, her dark side, her extremeness and hysteria buried under the gentle surface.

In the eyes of these people, she is very beautiful, and she has an extra layer of filters in their eyes, automatically hiding those imperfections.

So An Chen is sometimes very afraid, afraid that one day when the filter disappears, they will all leave.

An Chen felt that sometimes he was like a schizophrenic, like a weirdo, like a psychopath.

While suppressing her pessimistic emotions and thoughts, she also makes herself look cheerful, lively and loved by everyone. She wears a clown mask every day and sits in the corner when no one is around. No one knows how lonely she lives. Depression.

An Chen really, really hates it when he has such thoughts, but he can't help but have such impulses.

I don't know where this idea comes from. An Chen feels that he has never thought about it, but this idea has always been firmly occupied in his heart.