Madam's black history was picked up

"Hehe..." Yuan Shangwu laughed, his cloudy eyes filled with laughter.

"Girl, promise grandpa that no matter how difficult the road ahead is, you will walk on with a smile, because my girl is the prettiest when she smiles."

"Grandpa, I promise you that no matter how hard or difficult it is in the future, I will walk on with a smile."

After An Yajie finished speaking, Yuan Shangwu's hand slowly dropped down. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but a tear fell from the corner of his wrinkled eyes.

"My child, there will be someone who will love you instead of me."

Yuan Shangwu left, leaving with full love for his granddaughter, leaving Anyajie alone.

On the day of Yuan Shangwu's burial, Anyajie didn't cry. She looked up at the sky, which was covered with dark clouds and drizzled.

Anyajie frowned and muttered softly: "Old man, your ascension ceremony was not a festive one. It seems that you are at most a little fairy."

On the second day after Yuan Shangwu was buried, Anyajie packed her luggage and locked the door.

"Good-bye, dear cottage; good-bye, dear grandpa, I shall come again."

Anyajie was carrying a small bag, and stood at the door waiting for her father to pick her up.

She waited from morning to noon, and from noon to dusk. Anyajie only felt dizzy, and she was so hungry that she didn't even have the strength to scream.

Just when she couldn't bear to sit on the ground, a black car slowly drove towards her in the distance.

Anyajie swallowed her saliva and stared at the car without blinking.

When the car stopped in front of her, she glanced at the sign on the front of the car.

"It seems that he is doing well, he married a rich wife, and his worth has also risen accordingly.

Anyajie couldn't help sighing in her heart: "It's also my mother who died early, otherwise she would have been abandoned."

If Anyajie's mother, who died early, heard her daughter say this, she wondered if she would jump out of the ground and beat her.

The window of the car was lowered slowly, and there was a man in his 40s sitting inside, with a curly hair combed back, and his facial features were not delicate but tough;
The suit on his body is not cheap at first glance;
Those bloodshot eyes and slightly protruding beer belly are either excessive indulgence or irregular work and rest time.

While An Yajie was looking up and down at An Kanghua, An Kanghua also looked at his daughter who had only met once with a cold face.

At that time, when he received a call from Yuan Shangwu, saying that Anyajie was going to be handed over to him to be raised, his first reaction was to refuse.

He and his current wife and children are living so well, how could he take Anyajie over to make things difficult for everyone.

Yuan Shangwu also knew An Kanghua's thoughts a long time ago, and he opened his mouth before An Kanghua refused Yuan Shangwu.

"You must be very clear about how my daughter died. The reason why I didn't bother you is because you are little Anya's father anyway."

"I can't stay with her all the time when I'm old, so she will be raised by you sooner or later."

"But if your conscience is really eaten by dogs and you don't even want your own daughter, then I will hand over what I have in my hands and ruin your reputation."

"When the time comes, not only will your rich wife not spare you, but you will also be thrown into prison."

An Kanghua was taken aback when he heard this: "What do you have in your hand?"

"Hehe, do you not know something, or you have done too many bad things and can't remember it."

"You would never have thought that I would have been following you the night you found someone to rape your current wife."

"What!" An Kanghua was so frightened that he almost lost his grip on the phone. He looked around subconsciously, and he was relieved when he found no one around.

But his beating heart and slightly trembling hands betrayed him. God knows how shocked and panic he was after hearing Yuan Shangwu's words.

An Kanghua took a few deep breaths, tried to calm down his flustered heart, and pretended to be calm: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Yuan Shangwu sneered: "An Kanghua, An Kanghua, you really don't cry when you see the coffin."

"Remember, Yuan Qing insisted on being with you despite my words. She ran away with you after a fight with me. I couldn't find her, and she didn't answer the phone calls."

"One day I saw you on the street, and I knew that even if I asked you, you wouldn't tell me where Yuan Qing was, and maybe you would take her farther."

"So I followed you quietly, trying to find Yuan Qing through you. But I didn't expect that instead of going to Yuan Qing, you went to a bunch of gangsters."

"Hmph, An Kanghua, you are such a beast who will do whatever it takes to achieve your goals." Yuan Shangwu gritted his teeth.

Beads of sweat appeared on An Kanghua's head, and his memory was brought back 16 years ago...

At that time, An Kanghua was poor and white, with no other skills, only sweet words.

The naive Yuan Qing was coaxed into a circle by him, but after he coaxed Yuan Qing into his hands, he disliked Yuan Qing for being too poor and could do nothing to help him.

Once when he was drinking in a bar, he met Zhang Liping, a famous rich girl at that time, but Zhang Liping didn't like An Kanghua who had only an empty skin.

After An Kanghua's confession to Zhang Liping was rejected many times, an evil plan formed in his heart.

Zhang Liping would go clubbing almost every night, and would never go back if she couldn't drink to her heart's content.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning that night, and Zhang Liping staggered out of the bar. After she drove out of the parking lot, a motorcycle followed her not too far away.

"People are coming, you are ready."

"Don't worry, the brothers have been waiting here for a long time."

An Kanghua hung up the phone, looking at the red car in front of him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Liping was listening to the music while driving, her head was shaking left and right to the beat of the music. When the car drove into a secluded road, the steering wheel suddenly shook violently.

Zhang Liping was startled, and subconsciously slammed on the brakes. Unexpectedly, the car shook even more, and the front of the car hit the right curb.

"what……"

"Bang." The car hit the curb.

Zhang Liping was so frightened that she opened the car door tremblingly after a while, and got out of the car to check the situation.

The right front tire of the car was blown out, and most of the bumper was knocked off.Zhang Liping was angry and anxious, how could this good tire suddenly burst?

At this time, a motorcycle drove towards Zhang Liping. Three men were sitting on the motorcycle. After seeing Zhang Liping on the side of the road, they kept whistling at her.

Zhang Liping was a little scared, and wanted to open the car door and hide in the car. She just wanted to help the door handle, but a big hand was on it. Zhang Liping was so frightened that she immediately retracted her hand.

"Beauty, do you need help?" The three men got off the motorcycle and looked at Zhang Liping with wretched faces.

Zhang Liping suppressed the panic in her heart: "No need, get out of the way."

"Yo, you have a big temper. I like my brother." The man reached out to pick Zhang Liping's chin as he spoke, and Zhang Liping screamed in fright.

"Hahahaha..." Several men laughed loudly.

"Get down to business, we don't have much time."

The three men glanced at each other, quickly opened the back door of the car and pushed Zhang Liping in.

"What do you want to do, let me go, let me go quickly."

"Help...help...ah..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhang Liping's cries and several men's laughter came from the car.

An Kanghua stood in the distance with a calm face and cold eyes. Ten minutes later, he strode towards the red car with a stone in one hand and a wooden stick in the other.

Yuan Shangwu came out from behind a big tree and watched An Kanghua smash the window of the car with a stone, then beat the three men in the car with a stick and fled.

After An Kanghua beat the gangster away, he immediately took off his clothes and put them on Zhang Liping, and hugged the crying Zhang Liping tightly in his arms, with a heartbroken expression on his face.

After that, things developed in the direction An Kanghua expected. After being humiliated, Zhang Liping lost her previous arrogance. In addition, An Kanghua accompanied her every day and never left her. Zhang Liping also slowly accepted An Kanghua .

On the day of Yuan Qing's delivery, he called An Kanghua more than once. At that time, An Kanghua was at Zhang Liping's house, talking to her parents about his marriage with Zhang Liping. How could he answer Yuan Qing's call.

So when Yuan Qing called for the third time, An Kanghua decisively turned off the phone.

When An Kanghua received the news of Yuan Qing's death from the doctor, he was so happy that he almost jumped up.

He and Zhang Liping's marriage has been settled, and he was worried about why he dumped Yuan Qing, but he didn't expect Yuan Qing to die by himself, how could An Kanghua be unhappy about this.

An Kanghua thought that what he did was done without anyone noticing, but he didn't expect to be bumped into by Yuan Shangwu.

Yuan Shangwu didn't expect that An Kanghua would do such a thing that was inferior to a beast, and his first reaction was to call the police.

But when he came to the gate of the police station, he hesitated. If An Kanghua went to jail, what would Yuan Qing do?What about Yuan Qing's children?
Is it necessary to let that child bear the title of having a father in prison when he is born?

Yuan Shangwu lingered at the gate of the police station, finally sighed heavily, and left the police station with a heavy heart.Yuan Shangwu didn't expect that his connivance actually killed his daughter.

For a while, the people on both ends of the phone were silent.

"Where are those things?" An Kanghua said coldly.

"Hmph, you haven't changed after so many years. No matter what happens, the first thing you think of is yourself."

There was a cold light in An Kanghua's eyes, no one could threaten him.

Yuan Shangwu sneered on the other end of the phone: "Don't think about using any crooked brains to come to me to find evidence, I'm fully prepared to call you."

"Even if I die, the ugly things you did will be exposed, so don't think about it."

"And I can tell you with certainty that this person is definitely not Little Anya. I can't open my mouth in front of my child for such a scandalous thing you did. I'm also afraid of dirtying the child's clean heart."

An Kanghua gritted his teeth angrily: "What exactly do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything. I said it at the beginning. My request is very simple. If I die, you take Little Anya and treat her well."

"I don't ask you to raise her until she is old. I just ask you to raise her until she is an adult. She is 16 years old now. When she becomes an adult, she should be able to support herself."