Domineering Bamboo Horse, President, don't be too strong

An Ran stood up immediately, and then walked slowly step by step, looking carefully at everything around her.And An Zhe followed closely behind.

The An family is different from the Chu family, more decorations are extraordinarily elegant and dignified, just like An Ran's temperament, revealing a cool feeling.

At this time, the villa lost its former vitality and looked very deserted and desolate.

"This is my mother's favorite painting. When I was young, I was playful and added a few strokes to it." At this moment, An Ran immediately saw the hanging painting displayed at the front of the living room, and said with tears in her eyes.

I saw that the painting was a natural and unrestrained brush landscape painting, and I saw the waterfall flying straight down. The majestic momentum is shocking, as if every stroke is for this beautiful painting. There are also a few messy ink marks.

"Yeah, when you were young, you were still scribbling, and you were scolded by your mother, and you actually cried a lot." Then An Zhe came behind An Ran, Nan Nan, and what happened when he was a child, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth , this time he really smiled from the bottom of his heart.

When An Ran heard it, she couldn't hold back her tears, so she started to fall down again and again.

"Okay, let's go and see your previous room." An Zhe then approached An Ran, patted her on the back and said.

After calming down for a while, An Ran listened to An Zhe's words, then walked up the stairs, and followed the familiar memory in her mind, and came to the door of her room smoothly.

Then An Ran slowly opened the door, and she found that the furnishings in the room hadn't changed in the slightest.I saw the dolls I liked when I was young neatly placed on the bed, with smiles on their faces and all kinds of beautiful clothes on their bodies.

"It seems that they are recovering well." An Zhe, who was following closely behind, looked around the room and said.

At this time, An Ran didn't say anything, walked into the room slowly, and then stroked the pink bed that she liked the most when she was young.

This bed is very pink and soft. Although it is not big, it is enough for a child to sleep peacefully.

I remember at that time my father told me that when I grew up a little bit, he would draw another big bed for myself.

At that time, I immediately became unhappy when I heard it, and I had to say that I liked this bed.Thinking about it now, I was really innocent and romantic at that time, without any troubles.

Then An Ran slightly bent her knees, then lay quietly on the bed and closed her eyes.

At this moment, An Ran heard the chirping of birds on the trees outside the villa, which was crisp and sweet.I also felt the gurgling water around me, such beauty and happiness, I was intoxicated by it for a while, and I didn't want to wake up.

At this time, An Zhe stood quietly by the side.Should be able to say now?Seeing An Ran's flustered expression, An Zhe's little calculation in his heart became more and more confident, and he was thinking of saying it right now.

"Of course." A few minutes later, An Zhe spoke first.

An Ran didn't respond in the slightest, and lay still quietly.

"Of course." An Zhe mistakenly thought that An Ran had fallen asleep, then stood up, patted An Ran tentatively and said.

"Tell me." At this moment, An Ran slowly opened her eyes, as if she knew that An Zhe was going to tell his real purpose, and she responded immediately.

"If our parents hadn't been framed by traitors back then, we wouldn't be alone now." Then An Zhe said earnestly.

An Ran naturally knew what An Zhe was talking about, but she remained silent.

"However, you told my brother where is the copy of the consortium that my father left for us?" Then An Zhe walked forward slowly and asked in a hurried tone.

I saw An Ran shrinking her body slowly, as if she was thinking about something, but said nothing.

Do you really want to give him the copywriting?But according to what I know about him, he will definitely set off another bloody storm after getting the copywriting?At this moment, An Ran was caught in a dilemma. She didn't know whether she should hand over the copywriting to him.

"Of course." Seeing that An Ran didn't respond for a long time, An Zhe's voice became slightly louder.

"Brother, let's go look at other places before." Then An Ran slowly got up, wanting me to look at other places.

"Of course." It was obvious that this was not the answer An Zhe wanted, so he stepped forward and said it.

However, An Ran took advantage of the trend to avoid An Zhe, and then walked in another direction.

There was no other way, An Zhe had no choice but to follow closely behind.

So An Ran came to the room where her parents lived.

The decoration in the room is very simple. The huge photo covers the background wall at the head of the bed. In the photo, the parents are filled with happy smiles, very sweet.

On the side of the bedside table, there are several books, as if parents are still lying lazily and reading books quietly.

An Ran walked in slowly, and then stroked the familiar place, thinking of the happy time when she was a child.

"Of course, run slowly, don't fall." At that time, little Anran was only over 2 years old, and she was already able to run slowly. I saw her running forward staggeringly, and the following Mom was always afraid that she would accidentally fall, so she spoke quickly.

"Hey." At this time, little Anran seemed to have discovered a new continent, excitedly wanting to understand everything outside, and then rushed forward regardless of the mother behind her.

"Oh." Because he didn't see the road ahead, little Anran staggered and fell, so he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and then his eye sockets turned red from the pain.

"What's the matter, does it hurt?" At this moment, the mother quickly stepped forward, then hugged Xiao Anran into her arms, and asked gently.

"Wow." An Ran, who didn't intend to cry at first, burst out immediately after hearing her mother's comfort.

"Okay, okay." Mom kept patting Little Anran's back, and then comforted her, her tone full of distress.

"What's the matter?" At this time, after the busy work, An Ran hurried over to see the tearful An Ran.

"I didn't obey and kept running, I just shook him hard." The mother said patiently and with some reproach.

"Okay, okay, don't cry my little princess." I saw my father gently hugging little Anran, and then said kindly.

At this time, An Ran also listened to her father's words, so she slowly stopped crying and began to sob slowly.

"Of course, girls can't cry all the time, they have to learn to stand up from where they fall." At this time, her father patiently educated An Ran, telling her some basic principles of doing things.

"Yeah." Even though she was very small, little Anran immediately wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in her delicate and soft voice: "Dad, of course you are very strong, don't cry."

"This is our good daughter." After hearing this, the father and mother looked at each other and smiled, then praised little Anran knowingly.