An Mochen smiled happily. He touched Yingzhen's face. Yingzhen avoided it subconsciously. He said softly: "Yingzhen, when will you stop avoiding me?"
"When you become king," Yingzhen said casually.
"Well, when Mo Yanyi died, it was our wedding night." An Mochen laughed wildly.
Yingzhen wanted to kill him right away, but she had no choice but to be surrounded by strict bodyguards. Her impulsive actions would only serve to scare the snake away.
There is a person who deserves to die first than An Mochen
The dark night shrouded the surroundings. In such a quiet night, the shadows were so familiar that she and Ning Meng would lie on the grass many times, looking up at the far-reaching sky, counting the bright stars. I fell asleep while counting.
After waking up, my clothes smelled of grass and the moisture of dewdrops.
For this reason, the most punishable crime is to leave the dormitory without permission. The killers' training ground and dormitory are a few kilometers away from here, behind a cliff.
An Mochen really respected her wishes and arranged a room for her alone without touching her forcefully.
But how long can such patience last?
There was a snapping sound outside the house, and Yingzhen opened the door out of curiosity and saw a little boy shooting a ball.
His immaturity, innocence and purity should not belong in a murderous place like Death Valley.
This is Ankang, the son of An Mochen and Wenqian, an innocent little life. In fact, keeping him by Wenqian's side is better than bringing him to Death Valley.
But he is the root of the An family. How could An Lingchun be willing to give him up to his mother?
Ankang smiled innocently at Yingzhen and said, "Hello, sister."
The sweet-tongued little guy actually called me sister. Yingzhen knelt down, hugged him and said, "Are you lost?"
Ankang shook his head: "No, I'm here to pick up the ball. I want to go to my grandpa's place."
Grandpa, An Lingchuan! Yingzhen was secretly happy. She was thinking hard about how to get close to An Lingchuan. She didn't expect that this little guy appeared at the right time.
"Sister, I'll take you there," Yingzhen picked him up and said
"Thank you sister" is very polite
Yingzhen felt a little hidden in her heart. No matter what, the child is always innocent. She just hopes that the coming war will not harm this lovely child.
Upstairs is An Lingchuan's bedroom. There are bodyguards guarding them. They only allow Ankang to enter An Lingchuan's room and block Yingzhen from outside.
Yingzhen retreated obediently. She already knew which room An Lingchuan lived in. She was not allowed to enter at the door. She had her own place to enter.