In Lanlian City, in the mansion where Leng Xuan sent An Xiaole back last time, a woman's shrill roar was heard: "Look at the good things you have done, do you know how much this vase costs? You have done every little thing."
No, what's the use of asking you to stay here." After saying this, there was only a 'pop' sound, followed by a loud slap. At this moment, in the living room of the house, An Xiaole was standing here with his head lowered.
, covering her red and swollen cheeks with her hands, sobbing softly, her pitiful appearance was like a little wild flower trembling in the cold wind. And beside her, stood a woman in her thirties, who was exactly
Lin Yazhi, the woman that Andersen came to find later. Looking at the sobbing An Xiaole, Lin Yazhi's face was full of anger and she cursed: "Why are you crying? I really don't know why Desheng left you here. I tell you, don't think you are
Dad lets you live here, and you will be the eldest daughter of our family. You have to remember that there is only one eldest daughter in our An family, and that is my daughter. Do you remember clearly?"
An Xiaole nodded lightly, not daring to say another word. "Okay, why are you just standing there stupidly? Clean this place up quickly." Lin Yazhi said coldly and walked to the bedroom.
In the past, there was a little girl sitting there, a few years younger than An Xiaole. She was the daughter of Lin Yazhi and Andersen, and her name was Anya. At this moment, Anya was sitting comfortably on the sofa, eating
Snacks, watching cartoons. An Xiaole was kneeling on the floor, cleaning up the fragments of the vase on the ground. I don’t know if it was because of his absent-mindedness, but An Xiaole, who was kneeling on the floor, suddenly screamed in pain, and then,
I saw a trace of blood flowing from her fingertips.
An Xiaole put the injured finger in her mouth and sucked it, trying to stop the bleeding. However, because the hole opened by the vase fragment was too big, the bleeding could not be stopped. Seeing this, she immediately stood up and headed to the bathroom.
Walked over. After a while, An Xiaole, who had taken care of the wound, returned to the living room from the bathroom, ready to continue cleaning, but saw Lin Yazhi standing there, looking at her coldly. Facing Lin Yazhi's cold gaze, An Xiaole couldn't help but
Dare to look directly at him, he quickly lowered his head and walked over. "Good An Xiaole, you are quite courageous. As soon as I turned around and came back, you disappeared. Is it because my words have no effect on you?" An Xiaole
He said hurriedly: "No...no, I accidentally cut my hand just now, so I went..." Before she could finish speaking, there was only a 'snap' sound, and a heavy slap was slapped on her cheek.
"Give me an excuse." Lin Yazhi said angrily. As she said that, she picked up the broom on the ground and whipped it towards An Xiaole. When the broom went down, it hit An Xiaole impartially.
An Xiaole felt the pain on her forehead and felt the warmth on her face until a few seconds later, when she was temporarily numb.
Hot, she was dumbfounded all of a sudden. However, Lin Yazhi did not let her go. The broom in her hand continued to pull towards An Xiaole's body. Accompanied by screams of pain, An Xiaole soon
She fell to the ground, curled up into a ball, and endured Lin Yazhi's beating. At this moment, she regretted so much, regretting why she wanted to find her parents. Compared to this kind of life, she would rather stay in Longxiang Town.