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567 My heart is leisurely and my state of mind is changing little by little Young master Qingyang has achieved such a level, what else can he say and do?

On the other hand, Feng Youran, always acting as if he didn't care about anything, also paralyzed his nerves, so he didn't deliberately guard against Feng Youran.

At one point, Feng Youran even expressed her willingness to stand by his side, secretly revealing An Qianhua's information for him.

But I didn't expect that Feng Youran, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, would have counted him in the palm of his hand.

Thinking of this, An Qiancheng couldn't help being filled with grief, for he was completely played by two juniors.

Presumably, Feng Youran and Young Master Qingyang had already expected the matter of the crown and the fake products.

An Qiancheng suddenly smiled miserably: "I didn't expect that when I was young, I was not as good as An Qiannian, and when I was old, I didn't even fight against his daughter... Haha, but I'm not a loser either. Compared to my handsome second brother, I have lived more than [-] years in this world and enjoyed more than [-] years of wealth and prosperity..."

Mrs. An and An Keyu hugged him and cried, and the whole family wept bitterly, but they found it by themselves, and there was no harm to others.

Feng Youran's voice was very cold, like the snow in December: "You just lived on your knees, my father, he died standing up."

An Qiancheng just smiled wryly, tears and cold sweat also filled his face.

Seeing that there was nothing else to do, the police took An Qianhua and An Qiancheng and were about to leave.

Feng Youran looked at them, but felt very uncomfortable in her heart. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

All that is in the past is in the past.

But in the future, we will continue.

For the past, nostalgia or regrets are useless.

Those who are alive can only have no regrets if they live well.

Her eyes were cold, but she couldn't hide her sadness and sadness.

"Wait a minute!" An Qianhua suddenly said, her face was covered with sorrow.

Everyone looked at her, and An Xiaoxiao also cried and looked at her: "Mommy!"

An Qianhua looked at Mr. An and said, "Dad, I have respected you all my life. Before I leave, I want to say a few words to you, okay?"

Seeing that she was facing such a major event, and her words were kind, everyone couldn't help but look at Feng Youran and Young Master Qingyang.

Young Master Qingyang has a lot of people here, as well as a lot of policemen. It's useless for An Qianhua to try to do anything.

Feng Youran nodded slowly, since she wanted to talk to Mr. An, Feng Youran took it for Mr. An's affection.

The police are also humane, since it is the father and daughter who want to talk, and seeing Feng Youran agrees, they just go along with it.

An Qianhua was already handcuffed, and it was impossible to break free.

However, she asked to speak to Mr. An alone. To prevent accidents, the police still added a pair of handcuffs to her and handcuffed her to a post. In this way, as long as Mr. An did not get very close to her, there would be no danger.

After all, Mr. An was with An Qianhua and his daughter. Seeing that she had something to say to him, he also acquiesced.

He shook his head and said, "You all go out first."

The rest were also tired, exhausted from what had happened all night, and walked out.

In the living room, the lawyers all left with Feng Youran because they had nothing else to do.

An Xiaoxiao was still crying, and An Keyu and Mrs. An were also crying non-stop.

All kinds of cries filled the room.

However, most of their crying is because the former prosperity and wealth may be leaving them.

And the future is not known yet.

Anxin had nothing to do with these things, but he was more traumatized than others. He squatted on the ground in despair, without saying a word, with his hands in his hair, looking very lonely and lonely.

Feng Youran was sitting on the sofa, and Young Master Qingyang was sitting close to her. Seeing that she looked tired, he held her hand in his own and helped her massage the tiger's mouth.

"Are you worried about Grandpa?" Young Master Qingyang asked softly.

Feng Youran looked at him: "Grandpa is getting old, and now he has encountered so many things, I'm worried that he's overthinking and getting sick from overwork."

"He has experienced everything in his life. To him, these are just small storms." Young Master Qingyang comforted him.

Feng Youran sighed: "But after all, they are his son and daughter..."

She seemed to be in a bad mood, and Young Master Qingyang comforted her by pouring hot water for her to drink half a cup.

"I shouldn't have involved Grandpa in this matter...but I have to involve him. Otherwise, it would be impossible to resolve the matter properly." Feng Youran said quietly, thinking about gains and losses.

When did it start, I, who was free and easy about everything and had no worries about everything, actually started to care about gains and losses in all aspects.

Because do you care?Or is it because the state of mind changes little by little, and it becomes completely different from before?

Young Master Qingyang didn't speak, just leaned against her.

Feng Youran suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him seriously: "You said, did I do something wrong?"

"No." Young Master Qingyang said firmly, stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, and said again, "No."

Feng Youran smiled, and Young Master Qingyang said dotingly: "You have never been so tender and kind to me."

Feng Youran rubbed the tip of her nose in embarrassment, and stopped talking.

Young Master Qingyang asked: "Still angry?"

He asked about the fact that he came to her room at night, and Feng Youran was a little angry at him because of this incident.

But when he came to her in the afternoon to discuss what happened in the evening, she didn't mention it again.

Originally, there was no point in continuing to pursue it, and Feng Youran didn't want to hold on to this matter any longer.

However, Young Master Qingyang is not sure if she still has emotions about it.

Feng Youran whispered: "Am I such a stingy person?"

Young Master Qingyang smiled: "That's my villainous heart."

Gently took her shoulders and leaned into his arms.

Feng Youran was a little tired, and in his arms, her whole body became warm all of a sudden, and all the fatigue disappeared.

Close your eyes, don't think about anything, just want to be like this, always like this, quietly, without anyone disturbing, you can let her mind completely empty.

Perhaps, I have long been looking forward to this moment in my heart.

Just never fully let go.

Until now, I was willing to be like this, relying on him without any burden, and let him bear everything for me with all my strength.

Feng Youran couldn't remember when the change to him started, let alone tell.

But change is real.

It even caught her off guard, and she was captured by this change.

Master Qingyang held her in his arms, and felt that he had never been so close to her. This feeling was so hard-won, and of course, it made him feel more precious and cherished.

Just like when he first saw her, he was tempted and emotional.

In Mr. An's study, it was in a mess.

However, I finally managed to find a place where people could stand.

Mr. An is already a little physically exhausted. The blows in the past few days have made him feel very bad, and so is his physical condition.

An Qianhua was baked in handcuffs, and on the pillar in the distance, she looked like a prisoner, looking embarrassed and downcast.

She was also a person who paid great attention to appearance. In the past, she always had neat makeup and professional suits.

But now, it is far from impossible for her to return to her previous life.

Mr. An said, "If you have anything else to say, just say it. Although you have done a lot of wrong things, don't worry, Xiaoxiao is my granddaughter, and I won't make things difficult for her."

An Qianhua was not satisfied with this, but said: "Dad, I made such a big mistake this time, I know you have been disappointed in me. But you still have to save me. Only you can be with me Young Master Qingyang can talk in front of you, and he can save me."

"Do you think you're still a three-year-old kid? Do you treat this place as a kindergarten and treat these things as a trifle? Do you think I will forgive you for your daughter's mistakes as before?" Mr. An couldn't help being angry with An Qianhua Laughed, at this time, An Qianhua was still counting on him to save her?

An Qianhua was not too angry, but seemed very confident. She said, "Dad, you will. Save me, it will make your life better than not saving me."

There was already a hint of threat in these words.

Mr. An was taken aback, and said, "Why do you have such confidence?"

"Because if I go in, I won't be far from you!" An Qianhua suddenly laughed, and looked at old man An proudly, "Do you think that if Ranran knows another truth about her parents, What will happen to you?"

"You! What nonsense are you talking about!" Mr. An shouted loudly.

"How dare I talk nonsense? Dad, you know, what I said is true. Back then, if you hadn't had a problem with Yunfeng, with the ability of the second brother and Yunfeng, the eldest brother could have killed the second brother so easily. A family?" An Qianhua said word by word, and suddenly, the whole study room was like a landslide.

Mr. An's complexion changed again and again, he suddenly stood up, and then slowly sat back in the chair.

His hands were hanging down weakly, and the last fortress in his heart had been broken by An Qianhua's words.

An Qianhua had a panoramic view of Mr. An's actions and demeanor, and she was full of confidence: "Dad, I killed my most proud and beloved son and grandson with my own hands. This feeling must make you uncomfortable? After all these years, Did Second Brother come to you at midnight?"

"Stop talking!" Mr. An roared, standing up tremblingly, "Stop talking!"

"I want to say it! I knew about it a long time ago. Now if you protect me, I can always keep this secret. If you don't protect me, it will be inevitable. I will tell everything in prison It's gone." An Qianhua took old master An's handle and was very proud.

She has also mastered a lot of information over the years, so she can be confident.

Even now at the most critical moment, she still has the talisman by her side.

She knew that although Mr. An didn't want to mention the events of more than [-] years, Feng Youran would definitely not let go of any details.

She smiled and said, "Hey, today's story is not finished, and I think it must not be very enjoyable to listen to. I really need to find some time to talk to Ranran..."

Mr. An approached An Qianhua slowly, and asked, "If I guarantee you that nothing happened this time, will you forget all about this story?"

"Of course, Dad. I'm your daughter. How can I see Ranran turn against you and make you lose something?" An Qianhua said with a smile.

"Hehe, not bad. Not bad. As expected of my daughter, she is really good at calculating. Even I will be willing to bow down." Mr. An said.

"Thanks to being your daughter, I can learn so many skills. Otherwise, how can I live and work in this sinister wealthy family?" An Qianhua sarcastically said.

"Okay then, I'll go to Ranran and bail you out. However, your husband Han Kesong has already gone to Xi Duofu's side, so even if I want to protect him, I can't." Mr. An sighed Said.

"He's such a wimp, he doesn't understand anything, what use is he? I never really put him in my heart. Apart from the fact that he provided Jingzi and created Xiaoxiao, what use can he be? Even if he He's still there, and I don't need you to report him." When An Qianhua mentioned Han Kesong, her stomach was full of anger.

Even if there was sweet love in the past, it has long been exhausted.

She also has the heart of an extremely strong woman, Han Kesong is really nothing in front of her.

Mr. An nodded: "Okay, okay, okay."

An Qianhua then asked vigilantly, "Dad, Xiaoxiao is your granddaughter..."

"Xiaoxiao, I will naturally treat her well. She has nothing to do with these things. I will naturally teach her well in the future so that she will not make the same mistakes as you..." said Mr. An.

An Qianhua nodded: "Yes, she has nothing to do with these things...ah..."

She let out a scream, lowered her head, and saw a dagger pierced into her abdomen, her eyes widened in horror: "Dad, you..."

Only then did she realize that when Mr. An asked her about Han Kesong and An Xiaoxiao just now, he actually wanted to confirm whether she had told them both about Mr. An and An Qiannian.

After confirming this matter, Mr. An knew that no one else knew about this matter, but only An Qianhua knew about it, so he murdered An Qianhua.

An Qianhua did not hold back when she did this. No matter how much she thought, she was also the daughter of Mr. An, so no matter what, he would not do anything to herself.

But she never thought that she could kill the old man at a critical moment, so why wouldn't the old man treat her like this?

Among the people from An's Jewelry, which one is the weak one?Which one didn't go through a lot of tempering to get to the current position and sit in the current high position?

Money and power are indeed not the criteria for measuring a successful person.

But which person who controls money and power doesn't step on the corpses of countless losers?

She forgot that Mr. An is not only her father, but also the person in charge of An's Jewelry, and the captain of the giant ship of An's Jewelry.

He didn't allow it, things were beyond his control.

He didn't allow any wind and waves to hit this giant ship that was about to tip.

She herself has forgotten the blood relationship and puts money and power first in her life, but she expects Mr. An to have blood relationship with her. Isn't this a silly thing?

An Qianhua was startled and in pain, bitter and astringent, and blood was coming out of her mouth. She wanted to speak, but couldn't speak, "Dad...you...you really..."

"Qianhua, don't be too greedy. Whatever you do, you have to be brave enough to take on your own responsibilities." Mr. An muttered to himself, as if he was teaching his young daughter who was not yet sensible. Saying to yourself, "Go, go. Don't put all your thoughts on these things, it's too tiring, too hard..."

An Qianhua's eyes couldn't be closed for a long time, she was still struggling to die, she tightly grasped Mr. An's arm, holding on tightly: "Dad, I want to live... Please ,help me……"

Mr. An's turbid tears kept falling, falling on An Qianhua's hands, her skirt, and even her face, diluting the blood on the corners of her lips: "Don't Weird dad, go ahead and don't do such stupid things in the future. "

"No...help me..." An Qianhua was still pleading desperately, although she only opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a real sound.

She is like a trapped wild animal, she has come to the end of the road, but she is not reconciled to her fate, her whole body is trembling, she is still hoping, there is still room for things to turn around.

In the palm of her hand, the strength was astonishingly strong, almost breaking Mr. An's arm.

The dagger in Mr. An's hand stirred heavily, and An Qianhua's hand finally let go slowly.

In her mouth, she no longer pleaded, only made a loud sound of breathing out, but no more breathing in.

Old man an let go of the dagger in despair, and squatted down in front of An Qianhua, crying.

But no one knew what was going on in his mind.

The night was very quiet, the crickets could be heard outside the window, the moon was mostly covered by dark clouds, and the sky changed from bright to dark.

There were many policemen and Young Master Qingyang's people outside, but not much noise could be heard.

In the living room, apart from the cries of Mrs. An, An Keyu and An Xiaoxiao, there were not many other sounds.

Feng Youran leaned on Young Master Qingyang's shoulder, very sleepy, almost fell asleep.

Young Master Qingyang also knew that she was very tired, and wanted her to fall asleep and take it easy.

But she couldn't fall asleep every time, and every time she was half asleep, she would be awakened suddenly.

In fact, I am not afraid or apprehensive, but my heart is always restless.

"Of course." Young Master Qingyang's voice was low and gentle, whispering softly and tenderly in her ear, "You really need to sleep."

Feng Youran smiled apologetically, but shook her head: "I can't sleep."

Young Master Qingyang reached out to her waist and massaged her.

She felt a tightness in her waist, she could hardly sit still, and the heat from Master Qingyang's palm was transmitted continuously.

For a moment, Feng Youran really felt sleepy, and before she knew it, she fell asleep.

But it was only a short sleep, about 5 minutes, Feng Youran was awakened suddenly, she stood up immediately and said, "Grandpa and An Qianhua came out?"

Master Qingyang shook his head: "Not yet."

"I want to go in and have a look." After Feng Youran said, she went directly to Mr. An's study.

Young Master Qingyang followed up by himself, waved his hands, and the others also followed.

bang bang bang!Feng Youran knocked heavily on the door, but no one answered.

She kicked the door immediately, but because she was in a trance, she kicked a few times, but the door didn't budge.

Young Master Qingyang embraced her and kicked the door open with his own kick.

The scene in front of them stunned everyone. Mr. An was sitting on the ground, while An Qianhua was in a pool of blood, the blood was still gurgling, and the blood on the ground had already formed a black scab.

Feng Youran was taken aback, and hurried to Mr. An, shouting loudly: "Grandpa, grandpa, are you alright?"

It took a long time for Mr. An to get up, stood up, and said very dejectedly: "I'm fine."

"What happened?" Feng Youran hurriedly asked.

Young Master Qingyang checked An Qianhua's breath, shook his head and said, "I'm not breathing anymore."

Mr. An said heartbrokenly: "Qianhua originally bid farewell to me...wanted to get my forgiveness. I couldn't help but scolded her a few more times...she suddenly wanted to kill me...I missed...fumbled... she……"

Everyone looked at the tragic situation in front of them, and saw Mr. An giving off a white-haired man to a black-haired man, and they couldn't help feeling very sad.

The police were stopped by Young Master Qingyang's people, but everyone knew that An Qianhua was plotting against the whole family in today's incident.

All the lawyers were also witnesses at the scene. Since An Qianhua was dead and the old man had killed someone by mistake, he definitely wouldn't have to bear any terrible and serious consequences.

However, this scene made everyone very uncomfortable and depressed.