She sat on the sofa, looking up at the chandeliers on the ceiling with some fatigue, and crystal clear crystal balls reflected her small figure.

She remembered that when she was five years old, she was sent to the countryside of Xiangcheng just after attending her mother's funeral and wearing mourning clothes.

She didn't know why she came to such a remote place. When she saw the car drifting away, she realized that she seemed to have been abandoned.

She ran far away with the car until she could no longer see it.

The barking of dogs everywhere made her frightened. She shouted loudly at dad and mom, but no one responded to her.

The family who adopted her was in poor condition, her adoptive father was always drunk, and her adoptive mother was a weak woman.

Every time her adoptive father finished drinking, he would beat her adoptive mother and her. When she was six years old, her adoptive mother finally resisted.

The adoptive mother cut off her adoptive father's neck with a knife, and blood splattered her face.

She was very scared. What she was afraid of was not that her adoptive mother would hurt her, but that she would have no home again.

The adoptive father died of excessive blood loss, and the adoptive mother was imprisoned for killing people.

She was raised by Aunt Jiu and the others, and each household lived for a week.

She vowed to wait until her adoptive mother was released from prison and to be filial to her.

But she would never wait for that day. Her adoptive mother was diagnosed with lung cancer after being imprisoned for half a year and passed away within three months.

On the day her adoptive mother passed away, An Yan hid in the corner of Aunt Jiu's house and cried so hard that her eyes were swollen. She felt that she was really a child who defeated her father and mother, just as Yang Suhua said.

During that time, she began to feel depressed and autistic.

It was Aunt Jiu and many uncles and aunts who enlightened her that she gradually got out of the haze.

She grew up to eight years old while eating the Baijia Meal. An old man about sixty years old came to the village.

Seeing that she was a beautiful and charming talent, he promised to give her the best education and the best life, and hoped to seek everyone's consent and take her away.

After negotiation, everyone felt that she would not have a good future when she grew up in this poor and barren place, so they agreed to the old man to take her away.

And this departure changed her next life trajectory.

The music of the WeChat video sounded, interrupting An Yan's memories.

An Yan looked at the avatar above, clicked to answer, raised her lips and smiled.

"Old man!"

The old man in the video frowned, "No big or small, call me grandpa!"

"What's the name?"

"grandfather!"

"I'm here!" An Yan laughed.

Seeing the old man's face collapsed, she called again: "Master!"

The old man snorted.

An Yan no longer teased him, "Haha, I'd better give you some face and call you grandpa!"

The old man smiled helplessly, "You are so naughty! Tell me about my grandfather, how are you doing at An's house?"

"It's pretty good, grandpa."

The old man sighed, "Your child is not bad or bad. I heard from Bi Chong that the people in the An family always bully you. You can still bear this kind of temperament, how much grievance will you suffer!"

"Fortunately, I can't bear it anymore." An Yan didn't want him to worry about him, so he quickly changed the subject, "Where is grandma?"

"I'm making flower cakes for you! The roses in the garden are blooming just in time. She picked a lot and prepared them for you, so that Bi Chong can deliver them to you."

At this time, Bi Chong's face squeezed into the camera, "Boss, I'm so badly caused by you! Fu Shiyan's subordinates are as difficult as dog skin plaster."

"Isn't this just training your ability to escape, so you won't have nothing to do."

"Or I'll go to M Country to find Maijie..."

An Yan's face suddenly changed and he interrupted, "Don't even think about it. He is very dangerous. I have sent someone to find him. Don't cause trouble for me, have you heard?"

Bi Chong said, "I understand, I just don't go, why are you angry?"

Looking at An Yan's cold face, he realized that she was really angry, "Oh, I just won't go. Really, I swear!"

An Yan took a deep breath, "Let's talk about this first, and you will come back when grandma's flower cake is ready."

Bi Chong wanted to say something, so the other party hung up the video.

He looked at the darkened screen with his mouth flat, and then he was slapped hard on the back of his head.

The old man snorted coldly, "I'm chatting with my granddaughter. What are you involved in? Now, she's angry and hung up the phone!"

Bi Chong pouted, "Grandpa, you are too partial! I am your biological grandson!"

"Bi Mang, why are you hitting my grandson?" The old woman walked in with a basket of roses and glared at the old man.

Bi Mang snorted, "Your grandson doesn't open any pot! He is going to look for Maijie in Country M, so An Yan is angry."

The old woman walked over and patted the back of his head hard, "Just stay at home honestly and don't go anywhere!"

Bi Chong rubbed the back of his head, "When you finish making the flower cake, I will go back to Jiangcheng to deliver it to the boss."

The old woman glanced at him and walked into the kitchen.

She shed tears in an instant. She had lost a grandson and could no longer lose An Yan and Bi Chong.

An Yan looked at the pressed screen and felt deeply tired.

She got up and went to wash, changed into her pajamas and was trapped inside the big bed.

Maybe sleeping to relieve your worries.

When it was late at night, Fu Shiyan sat on the rocking chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts.

He glanced at his cell phone, and the group was in an uproar, chatting everywhere, but when it was time to say good night, someone did not send another message...

The next day, An Yan came to the school.

The latest campus notice was posted on the publicity board.

The above avoided the important words and described Guan Lulu's behavior of disrupting campus order and destroying the atmosphere in the school. After consultation and decision by the school leaders, Guan Lulu was criticized, and An Yirou was not mentioned in the notice.

An Yan raised a sneer on the corner of her lips.

If Fu Shiyan was not present that day, she would definitely be the heroine of this announcement, and it was not that the punishment reported by the whole school was so light, but that she was expelled from the school.

"How is it, An Yan, are you very angry?" Guan Lulu pulled away the crowd and walked over, hitting An Yan's shoulder, "Don't think that Mr. Fu said a few words that day, and you just think you are supporting you. What are you doing!"

An Yan dusted the dust on her shoulder, "Did you not get enough slap?"

Guan Lulu's pupils shrank, "What do you want to do?"

An Yan glanced at her, "Are you a painter? Don't show your presence in front of me. If you bother me, I'm willing to give you a few more slaps."

"You!" Guan Lulu looked at An Yan's back and stamped her feet fiercely in anger.

Office of the President of the Fu Group.

Han Yang knocked on the door and came in, "Mr. Fu, President Jiang University Guan Dong wants to ask you to talk about the donation in the laboratory."

Fu Shiyan raised his eyelids and said, "Go and check out the latest announcement from Jiangda, I want to know the result."

Soon, Han Yang reported, "The latest announcement is that Guan Lulu was criticized for disrupting the campus atmosphere."

Fu Shiyan paused the tip of the pen that reviewed the documents, "It's just that?"

"yes."

"Tell the principal Guan that Fu Group will not provide any funding to Jiang Da in the future, because I hate being deceived the most."

Han Yang nodded, "Yes."
Chapter completed!