Pei Chen found An Baozhu in the side hall. She was staying with the An family brothers. She was very amused by her brothers. It could be seen that she was very favored.

Pei Chen annoyed these people, ruffled his hair, and approached them awkwardly.

The sound of his footsteps was not very obvious, but it still attracted the attention of the An family. An Baozhu turned around and pursed his lips, "Pei Chen, don't you want to play with me?"

"Come here, I'll ask you something."

"I don't want it." An Baozhu leaned in An Yanze's arms and tugged on his sleeve, "What if you hit me?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the brothers in the An family became unsightly.

Pei Chen didn't give them any advice. Since An Baozhu didn't follow him, he asked directly, "Do you know when An Xiang died?" Pei Chen felt a little awkward when he said this. People with the same name in the world

Quite a few, but he happened to know the person with the same name, so luckily he stayed upstairs.

Several people looked at each other, but no one said anything.

An Yanze pursed his thin lips, put away his smile, and his expression became serious, "How did Mr. Pei know An Xiang?"

"An Baozhu just mentioned that this guy happened to collide with my great-grandmother, so I came over to ask." Pei Chen dealt with it with ease, and no one suspected it for a while.

"It's not convenient to disclose this matter. Mr. Pei should go back."

Seeing that he couldn't open these people's mouths, Pei Chen shrugged and turned to leave.

"If I can't ask, they won't tell me."

An Zimo typed the word "An Xiang" in the search bar. The name was not that common, and the search was fruitless. He frowned, and the details that he once ignored now came to his mind, making him

An Zimo had to doubt his mother's identity.

When she first met An Xiang, what she was thinking was, "My son smells so good." Because he was too disgusted with her, An Zimo didn't think much about it at that time. Later when he went home with her, she slept in a coffin and was crazy about horror movies. An Zimo originally

Thinking that this was An Xiang's fanatical behavior of being too addicted to movies, he didn't think much about it.

Now it seems that there is a secret that has been hidden for a long time.

Is there a possibility that the mother's soul is the vampire named An Xiang who accidentally came to this human body? If his guess is true, then he is no longer him, and neither is the mother.

's mother.

This world is really fantasy!

An Zimo stroked his chest, feeling that he had been experiencing some incredible things every day since he came here. The strange thing was that he could accept it.

"But why do you ask?"

An Zimo shook his head. There was music coming from the auditorium at the back. The banquet was about to start. He put away his tablet and walked in without saying anything.

The lights above the head changed, and the surrounding area became dim. A beam of light hit the stairs, and everyone's eyes were drawn away.

When An Xiang's figure appeared in everyone's field of vision, the surroundings fell into silence.

She is beautiful.

The high-end custom-made red dress wrapped around her curvy body, and the light and shadow danced on the milky white skin, showing a radiant luster. She held Pei Yizhou on her arm, her long hair was tied up, and her hair accessories were embellished with thick black hair, and her makeup

Delicate, her peach blossom eyes are moist and passionate.

An Xiang's body is as gentle as the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, with a tranquil atmosphere, and her delicate eyebrows are like a painting. She follows the man with a reserved temperament, and she fits perfectly with him.

The hall was silent, watching them come down quietly.

An Xiang was the center of attention. She had never been seen by so many people before. Her ears were slightly red and she couldn't help but feel uneasy. Her fingers holding Pei Yizhou tightened unconsciously.

Pei Yizhou lowered his eyes and looked at her. After noticing her nervousness, he took out his arm and directly held An Xiang's slender and soft palm.

The man's palms were broad and powerful, and the skin was slightly cool, which was in contrast to the hotness of her fingertips. He held An Xiang tightly, and the strength was silently conveyed to the bottom of her heart. An Xiang's eyelashes quivered, and she slowly raised her head and peeked over.

Pei Yizhou remained silent, as calm and indifferent as ever, with a hint of coldness in his phoenix eyes. He seemed to feel that An Xiang was looking at him, so he also looked over. The cold fog in his eyes dissipated, and his smile turned into a spring breeze, which made her feel unreasonable.

Throbbing.

An Xiang stopped talking and followed Pei Yizhou onto the stage. It was very quiet below, as everyone was listening to them.

Pei Yizhou never let go of his hand. After the music stopped, he slowly said: "First of all, thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend this banquet."

His spine was straight, he stood like a cedar, and his gestures were full of nobility.

"There have been some bad rumors outside recently, so I want to take this opportunity to clarify to the outside world." He held An Xiang's hand firmly, and everyone noticed that both of them were wearing the same ring on their ring fingers, which was obviously a wedding ring.

quit.

"The girl standing next to me is called An Xiang." Pei Yizhou looked into her soul with a pair of deep eyes, "She is the person I love most and the person I want to spend my life with."

The man's deep and cold voice lingered in his ears.

There was a loud bang in An Xiang's mind, his heartbeat lost its rhythm, and even his breathing became rapid.

His eyes were as hot as fireworks, and there was only her reflection in his eyes.

His words were affectionate, focused and beautiful. An Xiang couldn't tell whether it was a lie to deceive outsiders or whether it was just love words for her alone. But no matter what, An Xiang was indeed bewitched at this moment.

even……

Somewhat believe it.

"I don't want anyone to misunderstand her. In my eyes, An Xiang is the most special and the one I care about the most."

After the words fell, the big hands clasped An Xiang's shoulders, and before she could react, a pair of warm lips fell on her forehead.

Her heart was beating, beating wildly.

My shoulders were shaking and my breath was hot.

An Xiang was in a state of confusion, her eyes were misted with emotion, and she stared blankly at Pei Yizhou. This kiss was like a pebble dropped in a calm lake, making her heart ripple in circles.

There was applause from the audience, and An wanted to blink and look away hastily.

To outsiders, it seemed that they were in love with each other. An Zimo was expressionless throughout the whole process as he ate the pastries. He noticed An Xiang's red and affectionate eyes, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Hmph, the Pei family is so depraved that they actually married a human."

There was a whisper of gritted teeth coming from behind.

An Zimo turned around and saw that the person speaking was a wealthy lady, she looked to be in her forties or fifties, she was jeweled and dressed gorgeously, but her eyebrows were too mean.

She didn't notice An Zimo and continued to talk to the people around her: "This face really disgusts me."

"What a disgusting thing. If An wants to live, maybe he can marry Pei Yizhou." An Heyuan sighed regretfully, raised his head and carefully looked at the face of the person on the stage. The more he looked, the more frightened he became.

It feels more and more incredible.

The face was at least 60% to 70% similar to his daughter's, and the temperament was exactly the same.

Thinking of his eldest daughter who passed away due to allergies, An Heyuan's face became unhappy.

"Come on, what's the future of your daughter?"

At this time, Pei Yizhou had already brought An Xiang over. He stopped eavesdropping on their conversation and walked straight over.

"Mo Mo, where did you go just now?" An wanted to see her son before she relaxed. She bent down and straightened the tie on his chest, "Are you nervous?"

An Zimo shook his head.

His taciturn look is very much like Pei Yizhou.

An Xiang was about to speak when a familiar voice came from not far away.

"Yizhou, congratulations."

An Xiang's spine stiffened and he looked over in disbelief.

The middle-aged couple walking towards them looked exactly the same as in their memory. Just seeing those two faces, bad memories filled their minds.

An Xiang's breathing was disordered, and she stared blankly at them, unable to make any sound.

An Zimo noticed something was wrong with her immediately and looked at the two of them and then at her.

"Hello, Director An." Pei Yizhou's greeting was polite yet distant.

Tai Lanyi focused her eyes on An Xiang, looked at her back and forth, and raised her lips with disdain, "I'm really surprised that Yi Zhou got married so quickly and had a child."

Pei Yi Zhouquan pretended not to hear the ridicule and swayed the red wine in his glass casually, "Marriage is common sense, there is no need to be surprised."

Tai Lanyi couldn't help but let out a cold scoff.

Even if she didn't speak, An Xiang knew what she was thinking.

The An family hates mixed-race and human beings, and they must be disdainful of her now.

She stared at the face so close to her, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

Tai Lanyi was her mother and An Heyuan was her father, but they had no friendship with her since she was a child. An thought about loss, looked forward to it, and in the end, only hatred remained after her death.

An Xiang pursed her lips tightly and couldn't help but tremble while holding her son's hand.

"It's a happy event anyway. If Yi Zhou has nothing to do, he can bring his wife and children to An's house as guests. I have a meeting later, so I'll leave first." An Heyuan finished his courtesy and left with his wife.

Watching the two people walking away, An Xiang felt unwell.

She took a deep breath and said to Pei Yizhou, "I'm going to the bathroom."

An Xiang turned around and walked to the bathroom alone.
To be continued...