Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire
Chapter 338: Baby, Call Me Husband to Hear it2

Chapter 338: Chapter 338: Baby, Call Me Husband to Hear it2

"Sis, let’s sell it. We don’t need to spend energy on the An family. If you ever want An family again, I will create a new one for you."

She thought the same, "Okay, then I’ll sell it."

Keeping the An family was a burden, and it was better to deal with it decisively; then she could live the life she wanted.

After finishing the topic, An Ji asked her if she was doing well, and An Ruo naturally said she was.

She didn’t tell him about how An Xin had plotted against her, otherwise, he would have definitely worried.

An Ruo also asked if he was doing well. As brother and sister, both reported only the good and not the bad, not wishing to concern each other.

After a brief call, they reluctantly hung up the phone.

Who knows in which year or month they will be able to reunite and then never be apart again.

Having made up her mind, An Ruo pushed her wheelchair out of the bedroom.

Tang Yuchen was sitting in the living room working, having recently grown fond of dealing with some non-critical work there.

It seemed he felt more motivated working in a place with a lively atmosphere.

An Ruo pushed her wheelchair to him and tried to say, "Could you do me a favor?"

The man slightly raised his eyes, "What is it?"

"An Ji and I have decided to sell the An family, but I don’t understand these things. Can you help me sell it?"

"Sell the shares?"

An Ruo nodded, "Yes, sell all of our shares."

Tang Yuchen put down the laptop on his knees, crossed his legs on the coffee table, interlocked his hands, and casually placed them on his abdomen, "The An family will create more profits in the future, are you sure you want to sell?"

"I can’t manage it. It won’t create more profits in my hands. Besides, no matter how much profit it makes, it doesn’t mean anything to me." She didn’t seek great wealth, just hoped to live this life smoothly.

The man nodded faintly, "Alright, I’ll handle it for you."

"Thank you."

Tang Yuchen slightly curved the corner of his mouth, "If you really want to thank me, my birthday is the day after tomorrow, just give me a gift that I like."

An Ruo was taken aback, "The day after tomorrow is your birthday?"

The man leaned over to pinch her face, his eyes narrowing, his tone unpleasant, "Baby, you’re such a failure as my wife. I know your birthday, yet you don’t even know mine."

Indeed, she didn’t know. Besides, why should she care about his birthday?

Of course, she couldn’t say that.

An Ruo hurriedly asked him, "What gift do you want? What would you like?"

Tang Yuchen let her go and lightly raised his eyebrows, "Figure it out yourself. If I tell you, what’s the point of a gift?"

An Ruo really wanted to say, I don’t know your preferences; how would I know what you’d like if you don’t tell me?

She held back and didn’t say it out loud.

Anyway, she could ask Uncle Tao. Since Uncle Tao knew him so well, he would definitely know what he liked.

An Ruo quietly approached Uncle Tao and asked him about it, but Uncle Tao looked unusually troubled, "Young Lady, to tell you the truth, I don’t know what kind of gift the young master likes."

"You don’t know either?" That was it, now nobody knew.

"Yes, I only know what food he likes, that he prefers peace and quiet, that he has little patience for many things, knows his temper, but honestly, I have no idea what gift he would like."

An Ruo then asked him, "What have other people given him for his birthday in the past?"

Uncle Tao immediately recited from memory, "Someone gave a mansion, others a luxury car, a plot of land, someone even gifted a plane, and there were those who gave cash. Once, someone even gifted a beautiful woman to the young master."