The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

What grandpa said was actually just hope. He always respected An Chen's ideas, so he never imposed his own ideas on An Chen.

Although he lost his parents' love, his grandfather also gave An Chen enough care and love.

To be honest, An Chen herself once wanted to forget this incident. She didn't want to trap herself because of this incident, nor did she want to make the people around her worry because of her persistence.

But I really can’t forget, those are my parents! How could it be possible to forget so easily.

"Since you can't forget, then remember. Since you can't let go, then hold on. Time is a very magical thing. It will make you forget some things, but there are some things that you desperately want to throw away but can't forget. In this case , don’t forget it.”

An Chen has remembered this sentence for a long time. The person who said this sentence only had a relationship with An Chen. He didn't even know the name of that person. He only knew his age, but that person was buried in a landslide.

Human beings are very powerful, but life is actually very fragile. It is just an ordinary day. The sunshine that day is particularly warm, but some people stay in their twenties forever.

"Chenchen, we're almost home." Fu Yanxing followed An Chen's instructions and woke her up in advance.

An Chen raised his head from his shoulders to indicate that she had heard him. He did not speak because he was afraid that Fu Yanxing would hear the choking in his voice.

An Chen wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye with his fingertips. For some reason, the tears slipped out unobediently.

If that person was still alive, An Chen was sure that they would be very good friends.

An Chen believes that these two words if are very cruel words, the kind of regret that cannot be undone, the regret of some choices, but it can only be if.

Fang Yan and the others moved a little faster and were waiting for them. The eight of them went upstairs together. They might not get together like this in the near future.

"I went back to the room to pack my luggage, and then I took a shower and went to bed. I won't come down to see you. Good night, I'd like to say goodbye to you in advance." An Chen had already walked halfway, then stopped in the middle of the stairs and said to the people in the living room.

"Hey, not necessarily, good night." Fang Yan's words were always ambiguous.

Everyone else also said goodbye to An Chen, and An Chen continued to walk upstairs.

"Hahaha, I received an invitation to the school anniversary. See you in Shanghai in a few days." Fang Yan patted Ji Xuan on the shoulder, looking excited.

"What? You're not from the Conservatory of Music?" Ji Feng didn't understand why?

"Although I'm not from a music school, I'm from a film and television school, haha, I just found out it's a university."

"The school anniversary you went to should belong to the alumni of the music school who rebelled against the Film and Television School, right?" Ji Xuan told the truth.

"Hey, what is rebellion? This is friendly exchange and communication between colleges." Fang Yan struggled to come up with a reason, although the meaning was already obvious.

"I have to pack my luggage. I won't talk to you anymore. I'll call you if I have anything to do. I'm going upstairs." Ji Xuan looked at the time and then returned to the room.

Ling Han said hello and left the living room. Ji Feng and Fang Yan were contacting their assistants and managers to make an appointment to pick them up tomorrow.

Qu Yan planned to drive away in Fu Yanxing's car tomorrow, so he didn't find anyone to pick him up. Fu Yanxing was sending a message to Si Yi.

After An Chen returned to the room, he received another call from Wei Ze. The old man was still worried and told him some things. In fact, it was nothing, just a little nagging from the old man.