There was still no disturbance in An Yan's expression, she just looked at An Ying's hypocrisy with cold eyes, but how could An Zhendong think so, he saw An Ying crying suddenly while talking, and his heart was naturally distressed.After all, she is the youngest daughter whom I spoiled and grew up with, so there is no reason to let her be wronged and just ignore her.

An Zhendong cleared his throat, with a sanctimonious look: "An Yan, it's not that Dad said you, you really went too far tonight."

"I'm going too far?" An Yan snorted coldly, wishing to tear off An Ying's pretentious face.It's just that she knew in her heart that even if she picked on An Ying, she wasn't really sad, she was just acting, so what?An Zhendong wouldn't believe her, he probably didn't have a place for his daughter in his heart now.

Han Meizhi, who had been silent all this time, spoke at this time. Compared with before, her tone was much lower, revealing the same choked voice as An Ying: "I really didn't expect that you would have such a deep prejudice against us. ... I originally thought that as long as I treat you well, you will be willing to accept me one day."

After hearing this, An Yan, who had been suppressing her emotions, finally couldn't help it anymore. She glanced at the dishes on the table, the color looked so fresh and delicious, and the aroma of the food seemed to disperse in the air. In the air, everything is so perfect, as if...the three of them are the original family.

An Yan concealed the pain in her eyes, she curled her thin lips slightly, and looked at the people in front of her with a sneer: "It seems that I have been in prison for a few years, you—" She paused at this point , first took a step closer to Han Meizhi's eyes, "Little San, sir, are you comfortable with Mrs. An's seat?"

"And you," An Yan changed the subject, and cast her cold eyes at An Ying, "You are really my good sister. You tried every means to get close to Ji Shaoming in the early days. I'm afraid you don't like this little An family at all. Right? Perhaps, the Ji family that the An family is attached to is your target?"

An Ying bit her lip and didn't say a word. Seeing this, An Yan moved her face closer to hers, her eyes firmly locked on her dodging eyes: "What kind of person really can teach what kind of daughter, destroy other people's You are no worse than your mother in terms of affection!"

As soon as An Yan finished speaking, a crisp applause suddenly came from her ear!The "snap" not only startled An Yan, but even Han Meizhi and An Ying looked surprised.

Red marks slowly surfaced on her fair skin, An Yan covered her face in disbelief, the pain was spreading under her cold palms little by little.She turned her face to An Zhendong with some stiffness, only to see that his high-slapped slap had not been put down, his face was dark, and his fat middle-aged body was heaving and falling due to anger.

"..." An Yan opened her mouth to say something, but as soon as the corner of her mouth lifted, she hissed in pain.

Seeing this, Han Meizhi quickly cast a look at An Ying, and then anxiously stopped An Zhendong's hand: "Husband! No matter how ignorant An Yan is, she is still a child. How can she start doing this?"

An Ying also went up to hold An Zhendong's other arm at the right time, with a touch of the coquettishness of a little girl: "Dad, don't be angry! Getting angry is not good for your health, so my mother and I will feel bad."

An Zhendong calmed down a little while the two comforted each other, but he still pulled out his arm with a bit of anger, and yelled at An Yan who was still in a daze: "You See for yourself, what have you learned in the past few years in prison! Is this how you talk to your elders and your own sister? You really let me down!"

"...disappointed?" An Yan covered her cheeks and murmured with a wry smile, "Who disappointed whom?"

She slowly put down her hand, the pain on her face continued, but she didn't feel it as if she had lost consciousness.

Apart from being numb, An Yan didn't have much expression on her face. Her cold eyes swept across the faces of the three people in front of her, and finally she looked at An Zhendong firmly. You forgot my mother and the promise you made, but I will never forget it. I will remember this slap, and I will never come back here from now on." She paused, with a smile on her face With a mocking smile, "But you will probably be very happy, after all, you are a complete family."

An Zhendong's complexion suddenly became very ugly, but An Yan didn't give him a chance to speak again. After saying that, she turned around and slammed the door out without looking back.

There was a "bang", the sound of the door and the door frame colliding echoed in the ears of the three people, Han Meizhi took a look at An Zhendong's expression, and said tentatively: "How about I go and get An Yan back..."

"No need!" An Zhendong was in a fit of anger, and he replied almost without thinking: "If she wants to go, let her go! Leave her alone, I really think my wings are hard! I want to see this one. Your girl can live outside for a few days!"

Hearing what he said, Han Meizhi's mental state couldn't help but relax. She forced herself not to show her happy mood, but she still comforted her: "She is just a child with a temper, just a moment of anger, I think She will come back when she figured it out, so don't be angry."

"Yes." An Ying's apricot eyes flickered slightly, and she quickly stepped forward to comfort her, "Sister, she may not be able to accept it for a while, maybe it would be good for her to calm down."

The three of them had their own minds, and with a few words, the matter was revealed.

When An Yan left the house, she kept her head buried and walked forward, until a gust of cold wind blowing dust and fallen leaves, she couldn't help shivering.

She looked up at the sky, under the dim street lights, the vast night sky was hard to see clearly.An Yan was only wearing a thin unlined garment, and she didn't feel anything during the day, but now that the sky was getting dark, she only felt the coolness seep through the clothes to the bone marrow.

The half of the face that was slapped by An Zhendong was already swollen, and the cold wind blew in pain, An Yan pulled her lips and smiled self-deprecatingly, she is really homeless now.

An Yan walked forward aimlessly, she didn't know where she was going.At this moment, a long-honking car horn suddenly sounded from behind her, and the high beams instantly illuminated the road in front of her.

An Yan turned around without knowing why, and the car had already driven to her side.She stood quietly and looked at the man who got off the driver's seat. There was a familiar look between his eyebrows and eyes, but he was the last person she wanted to see right now.

An Yan brushed her hair subconsciously, trying to cover the swollen half of her face, but it was still a step too late.Ji Shaoming rushed to her in a few steps, with undisguised distress in his eyes: "What's wrong with your face?"

She turned her head to avoid his touching hand, and said in a calm tone: "It's nothing, I bumped it accidentally."

"Don't lie to me." Ji Shaoming felt her repulsion towards him, and put his hand back in the air for a few seconds, "It was obviously beaten. An Yan, tell me, is it Who hit you?"

An Yan just bit her lip and remained silent.

Ji Shaoming's original tone was mixed with anger, but when he looked at An Yan's appearance, he couldn't help but feel a faint pain in his heart, and he couldn't help slowing down his tone: "You have been like this since you were a child... You have never been wronged. Refuse to say."

Hearing this, An Yan raised her eyes and glanced at him lightly: "So what if I told you?"

"I'll call back for you." Ji Shaoming said without thinking.

However, when An Yan heard his words, she showed a faint smile, her eyes were as clear as a harmless elf in the night: "What if I say, it was An Ying's father who beat her?"

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