The daughter is reborn: the abstinent boss pampers her and becomes addicted to her

Wang Hao was behind An Yu and didn't see her expression. When he heard Aunt Qiao's words, he chuckled and laughed very impolitely.

"What's so beautiful about it? Is it as beautiful as Miss Yingying?!"

Aunt Qiao looked at Wang Hao in confusion, wondering what was wrong with Wang Hao and why he spoke like that in front of Miss An Yu.

Aunt Qiao didn't hesitate for too long. Fearing that Gu Wenyin would have to wait for too long, she quickly led An Yu into the house.

As you enter the gate, you will see the luxuriously decorated interior of the villa.

The magnificent crystal chandeliers, the leather sofas worth no less than seven figures, the authentic works of famous artists worth tens of millions, and the classic yet fashionable carpets all demonstrate the grandeur and luxury.

This was not the first time that An Yu had seen such luxurious decoration. With her savings over the years, she could afford a villa that was even more luxurious than this.

However, this was the first time she came here in her previous life, and her mind was filled with the fact that she would live here with her parents in the future. As a result, as soon as she came in, she just looked around happily at the place where she was going to live next.

In the eyes of the An family, she looked like an inexperienced person who was dazzled by this magnificent place.

Gu Wenyin seemed to have just noticed the commotion here and looked over here.

"Aunt Qiao, where did this beggar come from? Why do you bring all kinds of people home? Am I usually too easy to talk to that you could make such a mistake?"

Gu Wenyin's brows were tightly knitted together, and her face was full of displeasure.

"Ah?" Aunt Qiao was a little confused. She thought she had seen it wrong, and secretly looked at An Yu again.

The clothes are plainer in color and simpler in style, the skin is fair and rosy, the hair is healthy and smooth... the whole person looks very clean.

It's not surprising to say that she grew up in the city.

No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with beggars.

Madam, what's wrong?

Is Miss An Yu unhappy that she was brought back?

"Madam, this, this is... Miss An Yu..."

"Ms. An Yu, this is your mother."

Aunt Qiao glanced at An Yu as she spoke, not knowing whether the little girl was frightened by the lady's attitude.

An Yu's attention seemed to be attracted by something. Aunt Qiao followed her gaze and saw a famous painting.

Aunt Qiao didn't understand any of this. She only knew that no matter whether it was the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall or the porcelain used to decorate the table, the value of any one of them might be something she could never earn in her entire life.

Even she, who had worked as a nanny in the An family for so many years and looked at these calligraphy and paintings every day, didn't feel anything, let alone An Yu.

Aunt Qiao felt that An Yu was hiding his embarrassment in this way.

"Oh, it's you."

Gu Wenyin looked at An Yu for a while and suddenly realized.

"Sorry, you were dressed so poorly that I almost didn't recognize you."

"Now that you're back at the An family, don't dress so poorly in the future, or people outside might think we're abusing you."

"Go upstairs, take a shower and change into better quality clothes. The ones you're wearing will be thrown into the trash can and someone will take care of them later."

"Oh and ha, not everyone can be the eldest daughter of the An family, so don't rush to call me mom. Observe for a while and pass my test first."

Gu Wenyin's voice was soft, neither slow nor slow, like an oriole singing.

Aunt Qiao was confused again and again. The Madam was really abnormal today. She spoke in a sarcastic manner.

Miss An Yu just returned home and is still a child who needs her mother's care. How can Miss An Yu respond when the lady speaks so harshly?

Looking at An Yu's thin body, Aunt Qiao felt that An Yu was isolated and helpless, which made her feel distressed.

To be honest, An Yu didn't feel anything about this. After all, not long ago, this family of three wanted to take her life. Their current attitude was nothing.

She looked at Gu Wenyin and smiled sweetly: "What a coincidence, auntie, the first time I saw you, I knew you were not worthy of being my mother. You are quite self-aware."

An Yu looked at Gu Wenyin with a hint of meaning, and what came to his mind was what Gu Wenyin said before she died, "your mother."

Obviously, Gu Wenyin is not her biological mother.

What about An Zhengqing, is he his biological father?

Auntie?!

"Who are you calling auntie, bitch? Who gave you the guts to talk to me like that?"

Gu Wenyin's dignified face broke in a second, and even Aunt Qiao was startled.

After living in the An family for so many years, Aunt Qiao has some understanding of what the master of the family cares about.

For example, the lady, who takes good care of herself, looks at least ten years younger than her actual age. When she goes out with Miss Yingying, people often mistake them for sisters. Even when a child calls her "Auntie", she can change her expression in a second, let alone being called "Auntie" to her face.

Aunt Qiao was in a state of panic. "Ms. An, Ms. An Yu, the Madam is very straightforward and speaks in this way. She has no ill intentions."

An Yu said indifferently, "She is a bit like me in this respect. I don't have any bad intentions. I just speak my mind and like to tell the truth."

What I mean is, you are just an old lady, why don’t you let people call you that?

Aunt Qiao was dumbfounded. Why did both of them seem so angry?

The child is finally found. Shouldn't this be the time for the mother and daughter to recognize each other and cry bitterly?

At this moment, a small figure with an angry face rushed over quickly.

"You're the one who wants to kick my sister out? Go to hell!"

An Ruihang is 5 years old this year. He has grown to be meters tall. His family sent him to learn Taekwondo. Being hit by him is no joke.

An Yu stood still, watching him rush over with cold eyes.

Aunt Qiao's heart was in her throat, and she was so nervous that she forgot to go forward and help hold An Ruihang.

however.

The imagined scene of the girl being knocked down did not appear. Instead, the young master lost his balance after being knocked down and fell to the ground by himself.

Only An Ruihang himself knew that when he touched An Yu's body just now, it was as if he had hit a wall.

Holy crap, is this woman's body made of stone?!

Not only was his butt hurting, his head was also hurting terribly. He, who usually didn't like to cry, actually shed tears in pain.

This made him feel extremely humiliated, so he just gave up and sat on the ground crying and making a fuss.

"Ah! You bad woman, how dare you push me?!"

"Sister is right. You are a bad woman. You dare to bully me on your first day home!"

Aunt Qiao watched the whole process and naturally knew whether An Yu pushed An Ruihang.

But the young master was in this state now, and it was obviously impossible to reason with him. Aunt Qiao quickly bent down and helped him up: "Young master, stop crying, Miss An Yu didn't mean it."

An Ruihang was unyielding: "She was the one who pushed me, Aunt Qiao, you can't speak for her!"