Qi Yiheng habitually disguises himself with a simple smile.

When did he start to hate An Yuannian?

He first saw the girl when he first arrived.

She is beautiful and gentle, and can attract others even though her tone is so cold.

At that time, he was wearing pants that were short to his calves, and his white short-sleeved shirt was a little yellowed, while she was wearing a white dress with the hem sparkling like diamonds, and a bracelet on her hand that looked very valuable. She looked elegant and charming, like a delicate little princess.

And he was like a beggar, a disgusting beggar.

At that time, there was no emotion in her eyes when she looked at him, neither like nor dislike.

But later she abused him again and again, cheated him, beat him, scolded him, and humiliated him in the name of pranks.

They locked him in a dark storage room with scary music playing for a whole day and two nights. He had not had a drop of water and got a fever after he came out.

They took him to the garden of the villa and threw small stones at him.

His eyes gradually changed from cold to disgusted.

He was grateful to Uncle An for raising him, but he would never continue to be bullied by others.

He would never take An Yuannian's life, but he wanted her to have a taste of what it felt like.

An Yuannian thought about it in her mind but was afraid that he would be annoyed so she could only bend down slightly and pinch it.

The soft touch is quite nice, but she is too thin. She will have to shoulder the responsibility of raising a baby in the future.

"hiss."

Qi Yiheng felt the pain on his face and rubbed it hard with the back of his hand.

The tips of the ears are dotted with red.

Is this guy crazy? Didn't I hate touching him before?

An Yuannian casually ruffled Qi Yiheng's hair again, looking at the little kid who was obviously extremely shy but still unwilling to show it.

Haha, no matter how bad you are, I have a way to deal with you.

"Okay, stop rubbing it or your skin will become bald."

An Yuannian's slightly teasing tone flew into Qi Yiheng's ears.

Qi Yiheng's peach blossom eyes stared at the girl.

"Aunt Song, I won't eat tonight. Please prepare dinner for Hengheng first!"

If she stayed there any longer, the little villain would be upset to death.

He could only skip upstairs, leaving Qi Yiheng feeling awkward.

After seeing the little villain, my mood improved.

I feel like life is becoming more and more hopeful.

Delicious.

An Yuannian found the room based on the scene in her memory. The moment the milky white door opened, she was stunned by the French court style of the room.

The whole house is decorated in a combination of milk-coffee and floral patterns. The cream color is really gentle. The princess pink bed back is matched with a dreamy bed curtain, and the carved bedside tables on both sides are classy and elegant.

The exquisite ceiling lights make the whole room full of fairy spirit, and the entire walk-in closet echoes the color of the bedroom, making the overall look elegant and grand.

She never expected that the room she had fantasized about when she was a teenager would actually be the one she lived in when she was twenty-six.

It might seem a bit exaggerated to others but it's just right for her.

She walked slowly into the cloakroom and looked at the girl in the full-length mirror.

A pair of willow-shaped eyebrows like Ye Ning's, cool yet intoxicating, rosy cheeks, white and creamy as fat, red lips and white teeth, and waist-length black hair tied up with a light green hairband.

The light blue short skirt looks cool and clean.

An Yuannian reached out and pulled off the hairband on her head, letting her long black hair fall onto her shoulders.

Even she herself was amazed. Her original appearance was that of a classical beauty.

She looks 60% similar to the original body, so I can adapt to it.

But it was the pair of willow-leaf eyes of the original body that really made her crazy!

That cool feeling is absolutely amazing.

The more An Yuannian looked at it, the more she liked it. She looked left and right, found a suspender nightgown, and went to take a shower.

…………

After An Yuannian left, Qi Yiheng walked around in the garden for a while. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and went to find Aunt Song.

He hadn't eaten all day and was feeling extremely hungry.

Otherwise he could have endured it a little longer and sneaked out at night to find food.

Auntie Song, when can we have dinner?" The little baby voice said innocently.

Aunt Song put down the phone in her hand and glared at Qi Yiheng.

"If the lady doesn't eat it, you don't have to eat it either."

Humph, what a thing! It's just a dog that the master brought back from outside. If there are any leftovers, just give her some. She won't be in a hurry to serve you.

"But my sister just told you to prepare dinner for me first."

"If you say you don't have it, then you don't have it. Get out of the way." Aunt Song stood up suddenly and pushed Qi Yiheng hard.

Qi Yiheng crashed into the vase like a rag doll.

"Bang" the vase broke to the ground and Qi Yiheng fell among the fragments.

Qi Yiheng felt the pain in his calf, his eyes instantly turned fierce, and his little hand clenched the piece of porcelain closest to him.

Blood spilled out, like a wolf cub ready to pounce.

Fierce, looks like he's about to bite.

Aunt Song was frightened by Qi Yiheng's eyes, and at that moment she felt as if something was strangling her neck.

It made her feel hard to breathe.

[Host, we have detected that the villain is injured, please deal with it immediately.]

An Yuannian, who was happily blow-drying her hair, turned off the hair dryer immediately after hearing this and ran downstairs without even putting on her shoes.

Damn, who bullied her little baby while she was away?

When An Yuannian ran downstairs, she saw her baby being pulled out of the broken vase by Aunt Song like a rag doll.

Qi Yiheng's thin body formed a sharp contrast with Aunt Song's sturdy body.

"Let me go."

Qi Yiheng, who was planning to find a good opportunity to hit Aunt Song, stopped his actions, which were originally dominated by emotions, instantly after hearing the voice.

No, that was too careless. The porcelain piece was indeed sharp enough but he couldn't take the gamble here. He could only let go of the porcelain piece in his hand.

An Yuannian was so furious that she shouldn't have thought about dealing with the old woman in a few days.

Why does she take a bath when she has nothing to do?

Love clean ass.

An Yuannian quickly ran over, pushed Aunt Song away, looked at Qi Yiheng who was sitting among the debris, and quickly bent down to pick him up.

Being afraid of touching the wound, she gently placed him on the sofa.

"Auntie Song, go get the medicine box first and then deal with the garbage on the ground." An Yuannian's tone was filled with anger that she was trying hard to suppress.

"Miss, don't worry about him." Aunt Song still looked nonchalant, as if she was not the one who pushed him just now.

What's wrong with this girl? Why does she care about such a little bastard? She even asks her to get the medicine box for the little bastard. Is she crazy?

After hearing this, An Yuannian turned her gaze towards Aunt Song.

A feeling of oppression suddenly came over me.

"Aunt Song, if you don't want it, pack up and get out!"

"Miss, I..."

"Don't make me say it a second time."

"I'll go now." Aunt Song hurriedly ran to get the medicine box.

An Yuannian felt so heartbroken when she saw her hand bleeding from being pierced by the porcelain shard.

She had clearly made up her mind to protect him, so how could he still get hurt?

It's all her fault for leaving any hidden dangers.

It was all her fault that she didn't get everything right.

Self-blame, guilt, and heartache surged up in her, and her eyes were instantly filled with tears.

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