Fu Shiyan and An Yan returned to their previous tender and affectionate state.

Sometimes after get off work, we would eat out and watch a movie before going home. Sometimes we would cook together at home and then sit on the sofa and watch a movie behind the curtain.

Today's dinner was cooked by Fu Shiyan, and An Yan felt that his cooking skills had greatly improved.

After the meal, Fu Shiyan cut various fruits and put them on plates, and served them to An Yan, who was sitting on the sofa covered with a blanket.

"Cantaloupe, dragon fruit, mango, pineapple, grapes, which one do you want to eat first?"

An Yanxiao, "Mango."

Fu Shiyan stuck a piece of mango on his fork and fed it to her mouth, "Open your mouth."

An Yan opened her mouth obediently, but Fu Shiyan took his hand back. An Yan blinked, "Are you kidding me?"

"Why, can't it be done?"

"Of course not! I'm so anxious!"

Fu Shiyan's eyes darkened, "Didn't you tease me last night?"

An Yan thought of how she made him angry last night and then suddenly ran into the guest room.

It turns out he was seeking revenge.

How petty!

She snorted, "Then I was caught by you in the end."

"You don't know that feeling. It's so uncomfortable. It's so uncomfortable." Fu Shiyan leaned close to her and nuzzled her cheek with the tip of his nose.

"Don't make trouble, you are my little coolie now. You have to feed me fruits, rub my legs and back, and put in bath water."

"As you command, my wife!" Fu Shiyan looked at her seriously, raised his hand and saluted.

He began to feed her fruits seriously, and then rubbed her legs, but the taste changed after just rubbing them.

Fu Shiyan pushed her down on the sofa and kissed her deeply and lightly.

"Shall we go back to the room?" An Yan's eyelashes trembled.

Fu Shiyan sucked her fair neck, "Isn't it good to be on the sofa? Weren't you very happy last time?"

Many blushing and heart-pounding images appeared in An Yan's mind.

"Do you still think about it?" Fu Shiyan held her lips, "No need to think about it, brother will give it to you."

At this time, the mobile phone on the coffee table buzzed.

An Yan glanced and pushed the man above her, "I'll answer the phone."

Fu Shiyan really wanted to crush the caller to death, no matter who it was.

He stretched out his long arm and took the phone. It was a series of unfamiliar numbers.

An Yan answered the call and heard the sound of sucking something, "Who?"

"An Yan, it's me, I'm An Yirou."

An Yan's face darkened, "I have nothing to say to you."

The other party laughed, "You and I have nothing to talk about, but I have a lot to talk to you. I will make a deal with you. I want five million, no, I want fifty million, and I will exchange a secret with you."

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An Yan frowned, "Secret? What secret do you have that is so valuable?"

"The secret about your biological parents."

An Yan intuitively told her that An Yirou might know something. After all, she, An Zaili, Du Xinlan and Yang Suhua often lived together.

She asked Bichong to install surveillance cameras, but there were always blind spots or when they couldn't monitor when they were out.

"Okay, where should I find you?"

"Room 502, Unit 1, Building D, Xihua Community. Remember, you come alone."

After hanging up the phone, An Yan looked at Fu Shiyan, "An Yirou said she knew my parents' secrets and wanted me to give her 50 million in exchange."

"I'll go with you."

"She wants me to go alone."

"I'll go with you and wait for you downstairs."

An Yan knew that he was worried, so she nodded in agreement.

The two changed their clothes and drove there.

Xihua Community is an old community with a mixture of good and bad, mostly renters.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when Fu Shiyan and An Yan arrived.

Just as An Yan was about to get off the car, Fu Shiyan took her hand and said, "I'll accompany you up."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me." An Yan smiled, "If there is any danger, I will call you as soon as possible, okay?"

Fu Shiyan nodded helplessly. He and An Yan got off the car together. After watching An Yan walk into the unit door, he stood leaning against the car door.

The weather in mid-November was getting colder and colder. Fu Shiyan took out a cigarette from his cigarette case and burned it.

Here, An Yan arrived at Room 502 on the fifth floor. She knocked on the door but no one opened the door.

An Yan felt that An Yirou would not tease her, so she called back.

The cell phone ringing came from the door.

An Yan intuitively felt that something was wrong with An Yirou.

She took out a silver needle from her bag, inserted it into the keyhole and turned it. With a click, the door opened.

An Yan opened the door, and a stinky smell hit her face.

She turned on the light and looked at the ground covered with puffed food garbage bags, lunch boxes dripping with vegetable soup, and men's and women's underwear.

She tentatively called An Yirou's name a few times, but no one responded to her.

She slowly pushed open the ajar door to the room and saw An Yirou lying naked on the bed, her body in a convulsive state, foaming at the corners of her mouth, and a needle beside her.

An Yan saw that her chest was not rising at all, her eyes were open, and her pupils had dilated.

An Yirou died from an overdose of that kind of injection.

An Yan looked at the needle holes on An Yirou's body and frowned slightly. Didn't she know that overdose can kill people?

An Yan first called the police and explained the situation.

The police said they would arrive at the scene of the incident soon.

She called Fu Shiyan again, "Ayan, An Yirou is dead."

"Don't move, I'm going up now."

"She's not wearing any clothes, so you'd better not come in." An Yan said, "The scene needs protection. I'll go out and wait outside the door."

"Then I'll go up and wait with you."

"good."

The police car and corpse truck arrived downstairs half an hour later.

The police, the medical examiner, and the body transporters went upstairs.

One police officer took notes for An Yan, and the others entered the rental house to collect evidence.

Because the deceased had contacted An Yan before her death and she was the first person to see the deceased, An Yan was taken to the police station for detailed investigation.

After leaving the interrogation room, Fu Shiyan stepped forward and took the person into his arms, "Are you okay?"

"No, tell the truth. How does the forensic doctor identify it?"

Fu Shiyan replied, "She died of an overdose of D. She had engaged in sexual conduct before her death. The police are now investigating the man who lived with her."

An Yan pursed her lips, "Just when An Yirou wanted to tell me the secret about my parents, she died. Do you think this was a coincidence or someone did it on purpose?"

Fu Shiyan sighed, "Let's wait for the results of the police investigation."

At this time, three people rushed into the police station.

Du Xinlan, the leader, rushed over crying, "Bitch, it was you who killed my daughter!"

Yang Suhua also kept cursing, "You loser, the An family has been in bad luck since you came back! Now Yirou has been defeated by you!"

An Zaili gritted his teeth and asked, "An Yan, why did you appear at the scene of Yirou's death in the first place?"

Fu Shiyan stood in front of An Yan, "If you continue to make trouble unreasonably, I will ask my lawyer to sue you."
Chapter completed!