At around 3:00 pm, the front desk called and said that a girl was visiting.

I said let her come up.

About two minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Ke'er wanted to open the door, but I stopped her and said, "I'll open it."

Keer nodded, "Yes."

I came to the door and opened it and saw that there was a tall girl outside, wearing a baseball cap and dressed very fashionablely. Although it was winter clothes, it was hard to hide her perfect figure.

"What are you?" I asked.

She raised [     www.sbiquge.co] and looked at me coolly.

I was stunned, "An Bai?"

"An Bai is my sister, my name is An Yu." She said lukewarmly, "You are Wu Zheng?"

My face turned red and I coughed, "Uh... it's me."

"My dad asked me to pick you up," she glanced at Keer behind me, "You are the only one."

"Okay", I nodded, "Let's go."

Ke'er quickly grabbed me, "Young Master, you..."

"It's okay," I smiled at her, "You're waiting for me here, I'll go and chat with Uncle Jiu and come back."

Ke'er hesitated for a moment, looked at An Yu outside the door, and had to nod, "Okay, be careful."

"Don't worry", I look at An Yu, "Let's go."

"Wait," An Yu looked at me, "Just go like that?"

I thought about it, took out the spirit-seeking talisman, handed it to Keer, and told her to "burn it."

Ke'er glanced at An Yu, turned around and walked into the living room, took the matches and burned the talisman in front of An Yu.

"Is that OK?" I asked An Yu.

She was satisfied, "Let's go."

We went downstairs together, came to the parking lot, got on a red Porsche, and drove out of Xijing Huafu.

On the way, I kept looking at An Yu. She looked very similar to An Bai, but she was more beautiful than An Bai. I thought to myself that Uncle Ninth is quite good at giving birth. These two daughters are all beautiful.

An Yu found out that I was looking at her and was a little unhappy, "What are you looking at me?"

"You really look like your sister," I said, "Are you sisters?"

"Is it related to you?" she asked coldly.

I don't look at her anymore, "It's okay."

She stopped talking.

I can understand that in her opinion, I am the one who prevented them from avenging her sister, and it is normal for me to have an objection.

It's just that embarrassment, I don't like it very much.

"How old are you?" I asked her.

"Seventeen", she said lightly.

"I'm one year older than you," I said.

She said oh, and stopped talking again.

I thought to myself, if the girl doesn't care about me, I won't make things boring.

There was nothing to say on the road. About an hour later, she drove into a yard and stopped.

This is a very old house, but it is decorated very fashionable. There is a sign at the door with two words written on it - Let's make an appointment.

This is a bar.

She untied her seat belt, looked at me, opened the door and got out of the car, "Let's go."

I didn't say anything, opened the door and got out of the car, followed her in.

After entering the door, a young man came over, looked at me, and asked An Yu, "Who is this?"

"His name is Wu Zheng, and he is the grandson of the fourth grandfather," An Yu said, "Where is my dad?"

"Oh, Master is inside, old seat," the young man said and looked at me, his eyes very unfriendly.

An Yu looked at me and said, "Come with me."

I nodded, "Okay."

We walked around the young man, walked into the bar, and followed the stairs to the second floor.

The second floor was very quiet. I saw a man in his fifties sitting at a table next to the window, holding a photo in his hand, and was in a daze.

No need to ask, this should be my uncle, An Zhijie.

An Yu led me to the man, "Dad, he is here."

An Zhijie put down the photo and looked up at me. Only then did I see his appearance clearly.

This is a very manly man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, stubble on his face, tough lines, and a pair of eyes with tears in their eyes, as strong as steel, like a sculpture.

I took a deep breath and said to him respectfully, "Uncle Jiu, I am Wu Zheng."

"Sit down," he said.

"Thank you, Uncle Jiu", I sat down opposite him.

Uncle Jiu looked at me, pondered for a moment, and told An Yu, "Go downstairs and make a cup of coffee for you Brother Wu Zheng."

An Yu said lightly and turned around and wanted to leave.

"You do it yourself," said Uncle Jiu, "I'll make it and send it up."

An Yu was stunned and looked at me, as if he was a little dissatisfied.

Uncle Jiu looked at her, "Did you hear it?"

"Oh..." An Yu was a little reluctant, "I understand."

She turned and left.

I was a little embarrassed and cleared my throat, "Thank you, Uncle Jiu."

"You're just a full moon when you first met you," Uncle Jiu looked at me, "This year, are you eighteen?"

"Well, it will be nineteen after the Chinese New Year," I said.

"Time flies so fast..." Uncle Jiu sighed, "In the blink of an eye, you have become a big guy, and we are old too..."

"No, no, no, you are not old," I quickly said, "You look so young!"

This is not something I said to him. He looks like he is in his forties and is indeed not old.

He didn't answer my words, and was silent for a moment, continuing, "When Uncle Fourth left, I went to Cangzhou and sent him to the old man. There were many people going there that day, and you may not remember me."

"I really don't remember it," I said, "I was still young and ignorant at that time."

"You are not ignorant, you are too sad." He looked at me, "When the Fourth Uncle was in funeral that day, nine green dragons came to lead the way to attend the funeral. Everyone was attracted by this strange phenomenon, but you ignored them and cried into tears. At that time, I thought, "No, I am not blamed for quitting the world for you. You are such a good child..."

My face turned red, "Don't say that, I'm not that good..."

Uncle Jiu smiled miserably, picked up the photo on the table, and said sadly, "If Xiaobai was still there, she would definitely like you very much. If you went to Beijing, I asked her to find you earlier, and she would not be given to Yang Kai's beast..." He cried.

My heart trembled, as if I realized something.

"Uncle Jiu, what do you mean?" I asked tentatively.

He put down the photo, turned to look outside, holding back the tears in his eyes, but couldn't help sobbing.

A man doesn't cry easily, just because he has not reached the sad place. An Bai's death has a great blow to Uncle Jiu.

Seeing that he was like this, I felt embarrassed to ask more questions.

I just looked at him silently and cried, and didn't say anything for a long time.

An Yu came up with coffee.

Uncle Jiu heard An Yu's footsteps and wiped his tears, took a deep breath, and cleared his throat.

An Yu didn't see her father crying. She came over with the coffee and put the coffee in front of me.

"Thank you", I said to her.

She ignored me and turned around and left.

I watched her go downstairs and looked down at the coffee on the table. She used milk to pull a pattern of penetrating the heart through the coffee.

I looked at the pattern and smiled inexplicably.

How big does she have to do with me? As for hating me so much?

Uncle Jiu also saw the pattern, and he laughed, very relieved, but it was heartbreaking.
To be continued...