An Yichen came back near dawn. There was no trace left at home. However, when he saw that Ye Xinya was not sleeping, he asked curiously. When he knew everything, he became furious. If Ye Xinya hadn't stopped him He really wanted to shoot Qiao Xin.
During these days, he has spent money, effort and connections to protect Xiaoxuan. He knows that Xiaoxuan will eventually go to the underworld. He cannot control it and will not control his life. But at least wait a few more times. Years later, when his psychology is strong enough and he can bear it, he will teach him himself. But now, they have soiled his son's hands in such a hurry.
No one knows the fear of killing someone for the first time better than him. The feeling of the blade breaking through flesh and blood and piercing the heart is still fresh in his memory.
This incident was enough to make him angry. The perpetrator, Qiao Xin, not only did not know how to avoid it, but instead said some high-sounding words in An Yichen's ears. He said that he believed in you and their boss, and that their boss would be fine.
Damn, this is not his child.
An Yichen couldn't bear it anymore. Didn't Qiao Xin always want to challenge him? Okay, then he will help him.
When the little baby woke up, Ye Xinya was the only one in the quiet room.
"Mommy." He opened his eyes and saw his own mommy. He naturally smiled brightly. However, when he saw the bloodshot eyes in her eyes, he couldn't help but pouted. "Mommy didn't sleep all night."
"Who said that? Mommy has already woken up." Ye Xinya told the lie without blinking.
The little baby knew that she was worried about him, so he didn't ask any more questions. "Daddy hasn't come back yet." Last night, they used the same trick to trap his daddy in it. With his daddy's ability, he should be back at dawn. Bar.
"He's back a long time ago. But he's out doing morning exercises."
"Morning exercise." Does his dad have the habit of morning exercise? "Daddy is alone."
"With Qiao Xin." Ye Xinya replied coolly.
The little baby's heart suddenly sank. "Mommy. Does Daddy know that last night..."
"Xiaoxuan doesn't want your dad to know." Ye Xinya held the baby in her arms and patted it gently.
"Yeah." Little Baby nodded honestly. "I'm worried that Daddy will think I'm too dirty. I'm worried that he won't like me."
"Idiot." Ye Xinya pressed a kiss on his forehead. "Your dad probably killed more people than you have seen. What right does he have to dislike you?"
"So, daddy really knows." The little baby was a little frustrated. Originally, he wanted to keep his pure side for his daddy to see.
"We are a family. We shouldn't hide anything. Good or bad. Be true to yourself." Ye Xinya gently rubbed his hair. "If he can't accept it, the worst we can do is not want him."
"This is what mommy said. If daddy dares not to like me, you can take me to remarry." The little baby girl said with a smile on her face.
Ye Xinya looked at the smile in her son's eyes. She knew it was disguised. But this was also his life.
The little baby heard that An Yichen and Qiao Xin were competing in martial arts. He was curious and decided to go down and have a look. Although his legs were still a little weak when walking, he had to face it bravely.
Because things have already happened and are irreversible. Being afraid is useless.
In the garden, An Yichen and Qiao Xin have been fighting for two hours.
Qiao Xin was good at assassination, while An Yichen was good at close combat. So An Yichen tried his best to get close to Qiao Xin, but Qiao Shen wanted to distance herself from him. For a while, there was no winner.
Yan Ke, who had arrived in the morning, was watching the excitement. When the two of them were fighting, he would whistle and applaud. When he saw Ye Ningxuan coming out, Yan Ke smiled evilly.
Their boss was indeed a very powerful man. When An Yichen killed someone for the first time, he had a high fever for three days, and he only needed to rest for one night.
Hmm. It is a material that can be made.
"Hi, boss. Good morning." Yan Ke greeted warmly.
Little Milkman walked over curiously. "What are they doing? They can't be serious. Why don't you go over to help?"
Yan Ke shrugged innocently. "Who should I help?"
"Qiao Xin is a killer. He is recognized as a top killer. Of course he helps my daddy." Although Qiao Xin is also one of our own, daddy is undoubtedly the most important.
"He doesn't need help." Yan Ke disagreed. "In close combat, no one is your father's opponent."
Yan Ke took the little baby and sat down on a chair nearby. "Come, let's watch the fun." The masters competed. The scene was exciting.
"Yan Ke. Why isn't my dad used to using guns?" What a convenient thing. But his dad doesn't use it if he can.
"This is a mistake made during training." Yan Ke squinted at the two people fighting not far away. "We have received special shooting training. Your dad's results are the best. But every assessment Sometimes, especially during the elimination assessment, everyone else has guns, but your dad doesn’t, so I can only deal with them with bare hands."
"Why didn't my dad." That's not fair.
"They did it on purpose. They thought that without a gun, your dad would definitely lose. But I didn't expect that this would train his reaction ability and perception of the outside world." Yan Ke said quietly. "Your dad is number one. The first time I was treated so unfairly, I was shot eight times. But I still gritted my teeth and defeated all my opponents and achieved the final victory."
"Eight shots." Little Milkman exclaimed.
"Yes. If it weren't for me, he would be dead."
Even if the gun hit was not a vital part, it caused too much blood. In addition, the instructor at the time had no intention of treating him. Therefore, if it were not for Yan Ke, he would definitely die.
"At that time, your dad was suffering from severe ischemia and needed a blood transfusion urgently. But his blood type was Rh-negative blood. You said that this kind of panda blood might not even be available in regular hospitals, let alone that we were in the wilderness at that time."
Yan Ke was extremely depressed at the time. Ninety-nine percent of people with the rh blood type are positive. But he was lucky. He was obviously the most vulnerable to injury, but he just caught up with the one percent who was rh negative.
"Then what happens next?"
"Later, I sneaked out of the camp and sneaked into a hospital. I visited three hospitals and managed to get a little bit. Although it was not enough, I finally saved his life." Yan Ke said that he had made great contributions.
However, he didn't know that after he left, An Yichen was lying alone in the wilderness, with his body bleeding, how he avoided the predators that foraged at night.
"Those people are really too much." Little Milkman clenched his fists.
"We should thank those people." Yan Ke turned his attention to An Yichen. "Otherwise, where did his current proud skills come from."
"If Anzewei is not daddy's biological father, I really want to wipe out the entire An family."
"Revenge is meaningful only if you avenge it with your own hands. Don't worry, your father will not let An Zewei go. It's just not time." Yan Ke understands An Yichen's nature very well. Any revenge must be avenged.
When the little baby girl raised her head to look at An Yichen again, she happened to see Qiao Xin being kicked away by An Yichen because she was too exhausted to avoid it.
Boss Qiao, you are embarrassed again.
Qiao Xin sat on the ground, too tired to stand up. Damn, this guy's physical strength was terrifying. Although it was nothing for more than two hours, you must know that his people pestered him all night last night.
Seeing that his son was okay, An Yichen strode over. The sweat on his face shone brightly in the early morning sun. He unbuttoned two shirt buttons one after another, revealing his sweat-soaked chest. It was so charming. Extreme.
This charm has nothing to do with his beautiful appearance. It is his own wild masculine charm. His broad shoulders are full of strength and can carry everything.
"Daddy." Little Milkman held out his thumb. "That's great. Even our SR's number one killer is no match for you."
An Yichen smiled brightly. "Follow daddy well. You will see more."
"Hmm. Okay." The little baby was very obedient.
An Yichen squatted in front of the baby and rubbed his hair with his generous palms. "Are you okay?"
The little baby shook his head. "Daddy, I..."
"Don't take it to heart. They deserve to die." An Yichen chuckled, as if he was talking about an extremely relaxed topic. "Xiaoxuan, you have to have your own principles and values. No matter what others say or think, you just do what you do. Let yourself have a clear conscience and do what you think is the right thing.”
"I understand." Since dad knows that what he did is right, he doesn't have anything to worry about.
"Hey. Why have you become a psychologist now?" Yan Ke sarcastically said from the side. "But these words sound quite familiar."
"Ahem." An Yichen stood up and hugged the baby. "Why don't I lend you a favor?"
"Ah." The little baby blinked his innocent eyes. "Daddy, don't tell me that these were the words Yan Ke comforted you back then."
"Exactly." Yan Ke answered unceremoniously on his behalf. "Back then, your father was so frightened that he had a high fever that wouldn't go away for three days. As a surgeon, I acted as a psychiatrist."
"Then why don't you comfort me?" Little Milkman pouted her lips.
"You don't need comfort." Yan Ke stood up leisurely. "I'd better go and comfort Boss Qiao, lest he shoot himself."
Ye Xinya came over, holding a towel and water in her hand, and handed it to An Yichen. An Yichen took it, raised her head and drank half the bottle. Her movements were chic, elegant, and charming.
"Are you okay?" Ye Xinya wiped the sweat from his face.
"It's good to stretch your muscles once in a while." An Yichen kissed Ye Xinya on the face. "I'm hungry."
"Go and cook for yourself." Ye Xinya rolled her eyes at him.
At this time, Qiao Xin leaned on Yan Ke and walked over sadly.
"Damn. An Yichen. You've gone too far. It's just a sparring match. There's no need to strike so harshly." He almost vomited blood from his kick. This girl's strike was so cruel.
"It's not heavy." An Yichen replied calmly. "Otherwise you wouldn't be able to stand up now."
"You..." Qiao Xin pretended to be weak and leaned on Yan Ke's shoulder. "I don't care. Anyway, I am injured now. Very seriously injured."
"Don't you have a genius doctor by your side?" An Yichen said disdainfully.
"My heart is also hurt." Qiao Xin covered her heart. "You kicked away my self-esteem. I have to make up for it."
"What do you want?" An Yichen looked over indifferently.
"Ake said, your craftsmanship is pretty good..."
"Don't even think about it." His cooking skills are used to please his wife. Not just anyone can taste the food cooked by him.
"Ahem." Qiao Xin cleared her throat. "When you were training with A Ke, there was one time..."
"Shut up." An Yichen threw the towel to him, turned around and walked into the house coldly.
"Yan Ke, have you told Qiao Xin about my father's scandal?" asked the little baby.
"No." Yan Ke was really innocent this time.
"Every time Yan Ke says this, it works. So I want to try it too." It's just a lie to him.