An Yan's long hair was spread apart and her body sank slightly. Looking at the perfect handsome Yan in front of her, she became silent in an instant.

"Mu Anyan, you said you want to return to me, huh?" His eyes were full of expression, and his voice was also full of charm.

An Yan looked at his deep eyes, almost falling deep into it, unable to extricate himself.

"No!" She didn't know how she said this word, it was like a word squeezed out from between her teeth, extremely difficult.

His eyes suddenly changed, "Mu Anyan, say it again!"

"I said I won't go back to you, He Yunshen, I won't be able to help you!"

She said again and said something against her will again... Her heart ached faintly, and her heart felt as if it was bleeding...

He Yunshen, please stop appearing in front of me again.

Every time you appear, the wall of my heart will be beaten hard by a hammer. If this continues, the wall will collapse instantly.

"I've finished speaking. Can Mr. He let me go? I feel uncomfortable pressing me like this..."

He Yunshen let go of An Yan, his eyes became deep and terrifying.s3;

"Get out!" He spitted out this word coldly with his thin lips, which scared An Yan's spine and made him feel cold.

She quickly stood up, tidied up her skirt, bowed deeply to He Yun, and said respectfully again, "If Mr. He had no other instructions, then I will go down first."

She was no different from the servant now. Then, An Yan turned around and walked out of the private room. As soon as she reached the door of the private room, she heard a loud "bang". The bottle of wine hit the wall beside her and burst immediately. Some wine splashed on An Yan's body. An Yan felt her skin was sore, as if she was about to be scalded. One was about to be scalded.

Like a big hole.

Her heart was already full of holes, and her body seemed to become ts and ts in the next second.

An Yan took a deep breath. If she didn't speed up her pace, her tears might slid down like a dam...

The pole dance downstairs is still in full swing. J beauties dancing pole dance are teasing their hair in this most enchanting position. Their every move, every frown and smile is full of charm.

There were laughter and cheers in the audience, and thunderous applause rang again and again...

An Yan stood at the most inconspicuous staircase, feeling such happiness, her gaze became blurred bit by bit, and tears fell down unscrupulously...

Happiness is theirs, and she has nothing.

She reached out and hurriedly wiped away the tears from her cheeks. Just as she was about to go downstairs, she saw a figure that was very familiar to her at the closest position to the right of the steel pole stage.

An Yan thought she had read it wrong, so she reached out and rubbed her tears, wiped the remaining tears on her cheeks, and looked at them again.

This time, she was sure she was not wrong!

He Yiqing!

It's really him! He actually appears here!

After An Yan walked towards the bottom of the stairs and confirmed that the person was He Yiqing, her beautiful eyes began to change a little bit, and her eyes began to be filled with anger and fire.

&nbs

p; Looking at He Yiqing who was so chic and happy, hugging him from both sides, An Yan felt that this was such a big joke.

Such a disaster is now so lively, and she is pitiful to her two children, who are killed by their biological grandfather!

An Yan took a deep breath and wanted to rush forward with a knife to fight against He Yiqing, but there were about two or three strong bodyguards following He Yiqing. Not to mention two or three people, even one person, An Yan would not be his opponent.

She kept telling herself to be calm and calm. When facing a person like He Yiqing, she can only be smart and never be arrogant!

"An Yan, what are you standing here? Has Mr. He handled everything?"

Suddenly, Rongxi's voice sounded from behind An Yan.

All An Yan's thoughts were suddenly pulled back. She immediately remained calm and tried to adjust her emotions. Then she turned to look at Rongxi, which was not far behind her.

She smiled at Rongxi and called out: "Sister Rong."

"It seems you haven't done it." Rong Xi looked at An Yan, who was pale, and looked at the extremely obvious tears on her cheeks, and said with certainty.

An Yan lowered his head and was extremely sorry: "I'm sorry, Sister Rong, I..." "Okay, OK, I know that it's understandable that you may be able to handle it. How can you do such a person like Mr. He? What's more, you were his before..." When Rong Xi said this, Xia Ran suddenly stopped, "Okay, you go to the backstage to have a good rest first. It's not good to see your face. First

When I come here to work, I will take care of you more. When it is over, you can go on stage and play the piano again." s3;

An Yan nodded and looked at Rongxi with great gratitude, "Thank you, Sister Rong." She was lucky this time and met a good store manager like Sister Rong.

Rongxi waved his hand and smiled still charmingly, "Why are you polite? You are my employee, and it is a T-shirt employee. I am not the kind of harsh store manager who squeezes employees. Go and rest." As he said that, Rongxi reached out and patted An Yan on the shoulder.

"Wait a minute, Sister Rong." An Yan suddenly called Rongxi, then walked up the stairs and walked up the noisy environment, she said, "Sister Rong, is He Yiqing a regular visitor here?"

"He Yiqing?"

An Yan nodded, "It's Mr. He's father."

"Yes, he is a regular here, and he is a senior member here. He sits in a good seat every time." Rongxi explained to An Yan, and then looked near the steel pole stage. "He should have come today." After Rongxi saw He Yiqing, he immediately pointed to An Yan, "Did you see it? That's He Yiqing, just sitting on the right side of the stage No. 2, the front, back, left and right sides of the stage are the best, and the hot pole dance can be seen the clearest and intuitive. Of course, these positions are not everyone.

If you can sit, you will have to spend up to three million this year to have the opportunity to sit in that position..."

"The annual consumption is as high as three million?" An Yan was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that He Yiqing would consume so much at Jingjiang No. 3.

"Yes." Rongxi nodded, "You don't care about Mr. He, but I am here who cares about Mr. He. You won't be interested in He Yiqing, are you? An Yan, do you have such a heavy taste?"
Chapter completed!