Shang Meixin quickly stood up and wanted to go out. Yao Minchen pulled her, "Don't worry about her, let her."

"No, although she is not my biological child, as a stepmother, she can only care more about her than her biological mother, so she will not feel sad." Shang Meixin pushed her husband's hand away and walked out of the room.

At this moment, Yao Meier had already walked out of the house. Shang Meixin caught up with her and grabbed her arm, "Meier, don't be angry, your father is still weak. If you leave, he will be sad."

"Forget it, he has been trained by you so much that I am not considered my biological daughter, hum!" Yao Meier gave her a blank look and shook her hand away.

When Shang Meixin saw her going to drive, she had to follow her slowly. When she put her suitcase behind the car, she blocked the door of the driver's seat and advised her not to leave.

Yao Meier still refused to listen. After Shang Meixin said too much, she reached out to hold Shang Meixin impatiently, pushed her to the side, and pushed her to the ground.

"Aunt Mei, let me tell you, no matter whether what you told your father is true or not, An Yurou and I will be enemies for the rest of our lives! Enemies!"

After hearing this, Shang Meixin closed her eyes sadly. When she opened it, she saw Yao Meier getting in the car and fastened her seat belt. She got up again to stop her, "Meier, don't leave. What do you have to ask? We parents all agree to you, and we understand your mood. Can you calm down?"

"Ha!" Yao Meier sneered, "Your request is very simple. As long as An Yurou disappears from this earth, I will come back!"

Shang Meixin's head was dizzy and her steps were retreating. When Yao Meier saw her sad expression, she felt even more annoyed. She stepped on the accelerator and quickly poured out the car and left.

Obviously, Shang Meixin's performance made her have to doubt... An Yurou was indeed born by Shang Meixin.

Damn it! Damn it!

No wonder some people say that she looks like An Yurou, no wonder An Yanan said that she likes her very much because she looks like his sister. It turns out that An Yurou is her half-sister.

Bah! Even if it’s her own sister, she doesn’t recognize her!

It is because of her that she has fallen to the point where she is not satisfied with everything, and she still has to be pointed and ridiculed when she goes!

An Yurou also snatched away her beloved man. Such hatred is simply irreconcilable!

Mu Qingyu came back. He did not return to the Mu family compound, but moved into Qinglianyuan. In addition to An Yurou, there were also Xiao Hei, Du Ziteng and Zhao Liang who lived here with him.

Hao Ge originally quarreled to be with An Yurou, but Su Huizi brought him a fried chicken leg, bought him a bag of snacks, and promised to take him to have fun, so she "tempted" him away.

After An Yurou returned to the villa, she looked very reserved and sat in the corridor with Xiao Hei in her arms, embarrassed to enter the room.

Mu Qingyu held her hand several times and asked her to go upstairs to take a look, but she shook her head.

In desperation, Mu Qingyu had to ask Du Ziteng to pick up Zhenzhen. When Zhenzhen learned that An Yurou was safely back, she was so happy that she got off the car and shouted: "Yurou, Yurou!"

When An Yurou heard the call, she stood up slowly. No matter what, it was always good to have a girl here.

Zhenzhen ran to An Yurou, hugged her and cried. An Yurou grinned and smiled foolishly. Although Zhenzhen heard that she had lost her memory, she didn't expect that after she lost her memory, she would become restrained.

"Yuro Rou," Zhenzhen wiped away her tears and said excitedly, "Don't be reserved, the eldest young master is very good, he loves you very much, everyone here loves you very much! Of course, including me, can you be as obedient and cute as before?"

"Am I well-behaved before?" An Yurou's face turned red.

"Yes, you're very naughty, you can also play the violin."

"violin?"

"Yes." Zhenzhen ran into the house after saying that, but she was not familiar with Qinglianyuan and was about to call General Manager Du, but she found that Mu Qingyu was coming down from the upstairs with a violin. She nodded respectfully at him and shouted, "Hello, Master!"

Mu Qingyu said: "Let me come and tell her, you can prepare some of the food that Yu Rou likes."

"Okay." Zhenzhen hurried to the kitchen.

When An Yurou saw the violin handed over by Mu Qingyu, her eyes flashed, she took it hesitantly, touched it, and then picked up the bow and put it on the strings.

"Yu'er, this should be placed on your shoulders." Mu Qingyu lifted the Qin up and placed it on her shoulders and neck.

An Yurou smelled the faint fragrance of man flowing out of his body, her face turned red, and she took two steps back. Mu Qingyu smiled, approached her, raised her chin with one hand, stared at her eyes, lowered her head and gently sucked her lips.

"Don't...don't do this." An Yurou's face turned redder like the sunset, and she said shyly, "I can't remember it."

Mu Qingyu stroked her face with his fingers, "Take it slowly, recall it slowly, I will be intimate with you, and it will help you recover your memory."

An Yurou didn't dare to look at his eyes anymore. When she met his deep eyes, she couldn't stop her heartbeat.

She moved away from her body and adjusted the placement of the violin and pulled the bow with her left hand, but she couldn't remember a song for a moment. She put it down again sadly, looking melancholy.

"Did I really grow up in an orphanage?" she asked suddenly.

"yes."

This answer seemed to make her sad. She put down the violin, walked to a tree, and hugged the tree pole.

Mu Qingyu walked over and saw her crying. He hurriedly hugged her and comforted her: "Don't be sad, your dear dad and your dear mom have found it, they will definitely come to find you."

An Yurou was stunned, "Are they in this city?"

Mu Qingyu nodded and said to her again: "The person named An Yanan is your brother. There is also a grandfather in the family. He is your Grandpa An. It's too late, and I'll take you to see him tomorrow."

"How old am I?"

"At the age of twenty, I called Mu Yuer in the orphanage. When I arrived at An's house at the age of seven, I named An Yurou, but several of our friends in the orphanage still like to call you Yuer."

"Why did Sister Su Huizi say you are still alive?"

Mu Qingyu paused slightly, and then he looked at An Yurou's face affectionately and said slowly: "On your tenth birthday, I had a disaster. Everyone thought I was dead. In fact, I asked my uncle to take him to Canada. He found a famous doctor and pulled me back from the brink of death. I didn't want to die, because I swear that I must accompany you until I grow old in my life... So, I came back this year and we separated for ten years."

"Ten years?" An Yurou opened her eyes wide in shock.

"Yes, ten years, in these ten years, I have always thought about you, and you are also thinking about me, come and take a look upstairs." Mu Qingyu said this and took her hand.

An Yurou and he entered the house and came to their bedroom. She saw the photo of them together. Mu Qingyu gave her the frame on the bed cabinet and said, "This is a photo you treasure."
Chapter completed!