723 Perfect Transformation Seeking Ten Thousand Months
The journey was smooth, and she walked straight to An Zhiyi, her red lips curled up in a mocking arc, and her voice as sweet as a lark's singing was covered with a layer of ice-coldness, "An Zhiyi, we meet again.
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An Zhiyi shook the wine glass in his hand, raised his head as if carelessly, and squinted his eyes slightly, still unable to hide the slightly shocked look on his charming face, "Ai Binglan?"
"As you can see!" The curve of Ai Binglan's lips became more cold and sarcastic, and her beautiful eyes were bright, like countless sharp blades glowing with cold light.
"Ha! I really didn't expect that!" An Zhiyi slowly stood up straight and looked her up and down, still looking lazy, "It's just that we haven't seen her for a few years, and she has completely changed. The little stutter has turned into a white swan!"
Ai Bing chuckled lightly, "An Zhiyi, there are many things you can't think of!"
She reached back and the young man behind her bowed down respectfully and put a stack of documents into her white palm. She raised her hand and the documents fluttered at An Zhiyi's feet. Her chin was slightly raised, angelic.
What came out of his ordinary face were words that would plunge Anjia into hell.
"An Zhiyi! The An's Consortium has been acquired by me. Your An family is now heavily in debt. Even the ancestral home and the villa you currently live in have been owned by me, so..." She raised her lips slightly, the corners of her lips curved in a pleasant arc.
Ridiculing, "You are a stray dog now!"
An Zhiyi's pupils suddenly shrank.
how?
Is it her who has been secretly suppressing the An's Consortium and purchasing a large amount of An's Consortium's shares in the past few days?
No!
How is that possible?
She is just a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, how could she have such incredible power?
This is impossible!
An Zhiyi's father, An Qiming, walked over slowly. Although he was over forty, he was still handsome and charming because of proper maintenance. He was a well-known playboy in the upper class. He was a master of eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling and gambling. If the An family
If An Zhiyi's grandfather, An Sihai, had not always been supported by his father, he would have been defeated long ago.
He picked up the documents scattered on the ground page by page, his well-maintained fingers trembling slightly. When he finished reading the documents page by page, he was in despair.
What this girl said is true!
Settlement is over!
Suddenly from a billionaire to a debt-ridden pauper, his company, luxury cars, mansions, and even his ancestral home were gone!
"Why?" He looked at Ai Binglan with trembling lips, "Why target An Jia?"
Although he is ruthless, it does not mean that he is stupid. This is obviously a premeditated acquisition, and this acquisition has been planned for a long time and started a year ago.
Because of the other party's strong material and financial power, the An family finally met its demise today.
This was not a simple business war, because business wars were not so ruthless. In the midst of it, he smelled the smell of hatred.
He wanted to know when the An family offended such a terrible opponent.
If the reason is known, Anjia's confession and compensation can make the other party relent and give Anjia a way out.
He has been a wealthy young man with a silver spoon in his mouth since he was born. If he suddenly becomes a homeless stray dog, it would be better for him to simply die!
"Why?" Ai Binglan's sarcastic and disdainful gaze turned around his face several times, and finally landed on An Zhiyi's face, "I need to ask your precious son this question!"
An Qiming was stunned for a moment and looked back at An Zhiyi. His confused and frightened eyes suddenly turned violent. He suddenly turned around and slapped An Zhiyi hard on the face, "You unfilial son, what have you done?"
You have angered this lady and made the whole An family suffer with you, why don't you go over and apologize to me!"
He used 100% of his strength to slap An Zhiyi's face. The right side of An Zhiyi's face immediately swelled up, and a flirtatious blush slowly overflowed from the corner of his lips.
An Zhiyi glanced at his father, and the casual and indifferent look in his eyes did not change.
"Beast! What are you looking at! Why don't you get over here and apologize!" He raised his palm to hit again, but his wrist was caught in mid-air. When he turned around, the person who grabbed his wrist was exactly the same as An Zhiyi.
The face of an elegant young man.
This is his other son, An Zhiluo.
An Zhiluo is An Zhiyi's twin brother. They look exactly the same, but no one has ever mistaken them.
An Zhiyi is lonely, cold and evil.
An Zhiluo is elegant and noble.
Temperament is a very mysterious thing. It cannot be seen or touched, but it can make people distinguish between two people who look exactly the same.
An Qiming's pupils shrank timidly. An Zhiluo had always been gentle, kind and harmless, but for some reason, he always felt inexplicably afraid in front of his son.
"Xiao Luo, you..." His palms trembled and his eyes dodge, not daring to look directly into An Zhiluo's eyes.
"Father, you are tired, why don't you go upstairs and take a rest? I will handle the following matters!" An Zhiluo's voice was as gentle and elegant as his person, as warm as the sun, but An Qiming swallowed his saliva and coughed dryly.
One sound.
"Ahem, I'm a little tired, Xiao Luo, thank you for your hard work."
He actually turned around and went upstairs. Ai Binglan was slightly surprised to see the boy who looked exactly like An Zhiyi in front of her. She only knew that An Zhiyi had a brother who studied abroad, but she never knew that they were actually twin brothers!
So, could it be that he was the one who rescued her on the Alps snowy mountain eight years ago?
Three years ago, the reason why she fell in love with An Zhiyi and mustered up all the courage to confess her love to him at the venue was because eight years ago, she made a mistake while skiing on the Alps snow mountain and fell from the top of the snow mountain.
Fortunately, a young man rushed out and hugged her, stopping her falling, and saved her life. However, the young man was seriously injured by her, and his family members carried him to the car and sped away.
She was only eight years old at the time, but the boy who saved her life and was covered in blood was deeply etched in her mind.
After returning to the hotel, she immediately asked her parents to help her investigate who saved her life. Because most children from wealthy and aristocratic families hide their identities when they go out, her investigation was very difficult. She only found out that
The bodyguard of the family called the young man An Shao.
An Shao, the young master of the An family.
With this clue, Ai Binglan persevered in the investigation for seven years, and finally found out by chance that the boy who saved her in the Alps snowy mountains was the second young master of the An family consortium, An Zhiyi.
An Zhiyi, these three words were deeply engraved in her heart.
Every time she thought of that brave and kind-hearted young man, her heart felt sweet and warm, so she transferred to the Gayas Noble Academy, a nobility academy where An Zhiyi was there.
She approached him cautiously, but because of the fright in the Alps, she would stutter when she was nervous. She was afraid that he would dislike her.
But he told her that as long as she could confess her love to him in a venue with thousands of people, he would accept her.
On her fifteenth birthday, she summoned up all the courage to confess her love to An Zhiyi, but An Zhiyi humiliated her like that.
If he just humiliated her, she could forgive him because of his life-saving grace, but what was unforgivable was that he actually forced her parents to death!
Whenever she thinks of the past, it's like a sharp knife cutting back and forth in her heart, making even breathing painful.
She looked at An Zhiluo in front of her. The people who came back from the investigation said that the person who rescued her was An Zhiyi, but how could such a kind and brave young man have such a sinister and vicious heart as An Zhiyi?
Could it be...
Could it be that the investigators made a mistake? The person who rescued her in the Alps was not An Zhiyi, but An Zhiluo, who had exactly the same face as An Zhiyi?
Her heart was surging, and all kinds of thoughts ran through her mind thousands of times, but on the surface, she still had that pretty face that was more crystal clear and colder than ice and snow.
"Hello, Miss Ai, I am An Zhiyi's brother, An Zhiluo." An Zhiluo turned his gaze to her, his warm eyes as warm as the spring breeze and like the morning sun.
This young man had a strange magical power, and when he took one look at it, he felt as warm and happy as if he were soaking in hot spring water.
"Ai Binglan!" Putting aside the complicated thoughts in her mind, Ai Binglan coldly announced her name.
"I know," An Zhiluo nodded slightly, "I know Miss Ai's name. What I don't know is why Miss Ai targeted Anjia and wanted to put Anjia to death. Is there anything the Anjia can't do to Miss Ai?"
Ai Binglan glanced at An Zhiyi and curled her lips sarcastically, "I think your brother can answer this question for you."
An Zhiluo glanced sideways at An Zhiyi beside him, his eyes still gentle, "Yi?"
An Zhiyi stood up straight, and his eyes that fell on Ai Binglan suddenly changed from lazy to sharp, "Ai Binglan! Even at this moment, I have never regretted everything I did a year ago. If I say
If I still have a little regret, it’s that I wasn’t ruthless enough back then, I shouldn’t have just forced your parents to death, I should have eradicated it and let you go underground to accompany them!”
"Yi!" An Zhiluo's voice was still gentle, but his tone was much heavier.
"Ai Binglan, believe me, no matter what you want to do today, you will only come back disappointed," the sharp light in An Zhiyi's eyes just flashed past, and then turned into that lazy and indifferent attitude, the corners of his lips curved
The demonic arc is even more sarcastic than Ai Binglan's, "Because I never care whether the An family lives or dies! You want to use the An family to threaten me and humiliate me, ha! You really love to dream!"
"Oh? The An family can't threaten you and humiliate you? Then... where is your mother's cemetery?" Ai Binglan chuckled, but her smile was as cold as ice and snow, "An Zhiyi! You'd better take a look at the acquisition documents.
I even acquired your mother’s cemetery! If I could, I would build the largest shopping mall there.”
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The author has something to say: Yatou will be finished soon. This can actually be regarded as a side story between Huanhuan and Jiang Dashen’s children. However, I haven’t been able to find a perfect point to disconnect, so I connected them together. I hope you don’t mind. This is a small story.
Xi has always liked the story of the princess and the knight. I hope you all can like it too. Xiao Xi will cheer for you and give me a group hug~
