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The people around were also talking about it.

"No way, would you be willing to give something like this as a gift?"

"What a bumpkin, who brought him here."

"It seems to be brought by An Kanghua. This family is really interesting. They dismantle one by one."

"Ha ha……"

Everyone's eyes were full of ridicule and disdain.

"Give it back to me." Anyajie gritted her teeth angrily, and reached out to grab the glass ball.

An Youyou jumped to avoid it, with a sneer all over her face: "Do you know what gift someone gave Young Master Si for his birthday? It's either a famous car or a famous watch, ranging from tens of thousands to millions."

"You still hold things worth tens of dollars like treasures in your hands. Hahaha... Are you kidding me, Anyajie?"

"An Youyou, return it to me quickly, or I'll be rude." Anyajie hid her anger.

"Oh, why, you are so angry that you still want to hit someone?"

Anyajie's eyes turned cold, she rushed forward, twisted An Youyou's wrist and squeezed it hard.

"Ah...it hurts so much, Dad, Anyajie hit me."

Just as Anyajie snatched the glass ball into her hand, An Kanghua ran over angrily and slapped Anyajie on the face.

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, the glass ball in Anyajie's hand shattered.

Everyone was taken aback, and then the security guard rushed over to see if any other guests were hurt.

At the master's signal, the security guard invited An Kanghua's family out, and An Kanghua suddenly became the laughing stock of everyone.

After returning home, An Kanghua pulled out a stick without saying a word, and hit Anyajie vigorously. An Yajie stood still, and An Kanghua swung the stick at Anyajie like crazy.

Zhang Liping and An Youyou watched from the side, their bodies covered in goose bumps.

Finally, the stick broke, and An Kanghua sat on the ground too tired to get up.Anyajie was covered in blood, and stood there like a blood man without moving half a step.

"Get out and kneel for me. If you don't kneel until tomorrow morning, why the hell will you get out of here?"

Anyajie turned around blankly, stumbled out, and knelt at the gate.

Anyajie stared into the distance, her mind was full of the scene of her kneeling at the gate covered in blood.

Si Tianmu saw that Anyajie was suddenly lost in thought, his eyes were full of sadness, and his heart ached for no reason.

"An Ya, what's wrong with you?" Si Tianmu supported Anya Jie's shoulders, his voice was full of tenderness.

Anyajie woke up from the memories, looked at Si Tianmu and smiled: "It's okay, I was thinking about what birthday present I will give you tomorrow."

"Really?" Si Tianmu couldn't believe it, he wanted to know why An Yajie was sad.

"Yeah." Anyajie nodded, she didn't want Si Tianmu to know what she had done for him, she didn't want to exchange those sad memories for Si Tianmu's sympathy and attention.

Si Tianmu saw that An Yajie didn't want to say more, and she didn't force it. Some hurts were over, and speaking out would only make it more painful.

"It's late, let's go back. If you want to come here later, we'll come back and have a look."

"Okay." Anyajie complied obediently, still feeling a little depressed.

Si Tianmu didn't want Anyajie to be sad all the time, he liked to see her smile, or see her blow out.

He pulled Anyajie out while pulling at his shirt: "Why is my shirt so sticky?"

Anyajie froze for a moment, looked at the tears and snot on the shirt, a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I..."

"Security guard, do you know how much my clothes cost?"

Anyajie immediately blew up: "I don't know, and I don't want to know, don't make me lose money, I have no money." After speaking, she strode into the car.

Si Tianmu looked at Anyajie who had exploded, smiled knowingly, and trotted after her.

"If you become my woman, then of course you don't have to pay. You know, I am surprisingly generous to the women who follow me."

Si Tianmu put on his seat belt, and looked at Anyajie with a serious face: "But if you are not my woman, then we should settle accounts clearly as brothers."

Anyajie suppressed a smile: "I'm very impulsive now. People can't make decisions when they are impulsive, because it's all wrong."

"Hey, classmate An, it's not bad, you can use what you have learned!"

"Pfft!" Anyajie was amused, and her mood suddenly improved.

Si Tianmu saw that Anyajie smiled, and he smiled too.

The car was running on the small road in the township, and the scenery quickly retreated. Anyajie stretched out her hand out of the window, feeling the breeze blowing.

The warm breeze carries an unfathomable intoxication, and one inadvertent inhalation can make people intoxicated.

Anyajie tossed and turned on the bed, thinking about what Si Tianmu did for her and what she said to her tonight, her heart was agitated.

She hugged the pillow and rolled on the bed with a smirk: "It turns out that it's the feeling that the person I like also likes me. I really like this feeling."

The heart will be beating non-stop, the smile will unconsciously run out of the face, the brain will not think, only the figure of the other party will keep appearing in front of my eyes.

"It's such a beautiful feeling to be in love!"

Anyajie lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling: "Tomorrow, what gift should I give him?"

The 17-year-old birthday turmoil cast a shadow on Anyajie's gift giving.

In fact, thinking about it now, it was fortunate that her gift was not sent out at the time. How could Si Tianmu, who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, like that kind of thing that only girls like.

She couldn't do things like giving too cheap ones, giving too expensive ones and having no money, and she couldn't do things like borrowing money from friends to buy gifts, An Yajie sat up depressed and yelled.

At this time, she suddenly saw her figure on the window, with long hair over her shoulders, and a slim figure. An Yajie stood up slowly, and stretched out her hand to gently caress her face.

Although the woman on the window is not perfect, she is also delicate and pretty, which has a special taste.

"Why don't I give myself to him?"

Early the next morning, Si Tianmu got up and disappeared, saying that today was his birthday, and he specially gave An Yajie a day off.

This was exactly what Anyajie wanted, she packed up and went out.

Song Ci was lying on the desk of Aya's house, writing hard, facing the editor of early menopause at the newspaper office, she couldn't write a word, but in Aya's messy apartment, she was thinking like a spring.

Aya kept slapping her tender face, making a loud slap. In her words, this is called facial exercise, which can activate facial cells and delay aging.

Anyajie watched from the side, feeling her face hurt.

She moved closer to Aya, Aya glanced at her, ignored her, and continued to slap her in the face.

"Uh... Aya, that..." Anyajie couldn't speak.

"Speak if you have something to say, and fart if you have something to say." Aya couldn't stand Anyajie's hesitant to speak.

Anyajie automatically blocked Aya's foul language: "Aya, you have been in so many relationships, you can be regarded as an expert in relationships."

"Hmph, my love history can be written as a novel." Aya was proud of it.

"My unique insights into feelings can make those so-called emotion experts overwhelmed."

Anyajie bit her lips: "Then tell me, if...uh... If a woman wants to have sex with a man, what preparations should she make?"

Anyajie suddenly panicked with embarrassment.

"That? Which one?" Aya stared at Anyajie as if she had discovered a new world.

"Don't play dumb." Anyajie avoided Aya's burning gaze.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with my ears." Aya poked her ears exaggeratedly.

"These words came out of your mouth. Strange things happen every day, especially right now."

Anya gave Aya a white look: "Can you have a good chat."

"Honestly, who do you want to dedicate yourself to, is it Si Tianmu?" Aya looked at Anyajie.

"Hi, I'm just asking casually." Anyajie dodged her eyes.

"An Yajie, your head is squeezed by the door." Aya couldn't hold back and tapped Anya Jie's forehead heavily.

"Don't tell me you're attracted to Si Tianmu again."

Aya looked angry, and called Song Ci without looking back: "Song Ci, come and interview this stupid woman whose scars have healed and forgot the pain, and ask her if she knows what she is doing."

Song Ci hastily put on his slippers and trotted over: "Anya, are you serious? You forgot that you went to jail because of Si Tianmu. How long have you been out and you've been fascinated by him again?"

Anyajie lowered her head and said nothing.

Aya put her hips on her hips, with a look of resentment: "Do you know how many women he has? All of them dated for less than a week, and they dumped after sleeping."

"The speed at which he changes women is even worse than me. Don't you want to be one of his many women?"

"Or do you think you have such a great charm that you can make that playboy give up the whole forest for this little sapling like you."

"That's right, that's right." Song Ci also persuasively persuaded.

"Anya, think about it clearly. You have suffered so much for that man before, but he was not moved. How long have you been together now? You want to dedicate yourself to him."

"Don't lose your body and lose your person when the time comes, you will be the one who gets hurt in the end."

Anyajie was very moved to see the two girlfriends caring so much about her affairs.

"Aya, Song Ci, thank you, I know that you are sincerely doing it for my own good, and I didn't make this decision on a whim."

"When I first came out of prison, I really didn't have any thoughts about him. I thought we were two parallel lines, and it was impossible to intersect."

"But fate is always playing tricks on me, and we got together again by accident."

Anyajie smiled impatiently: "This man is so attractive, I get along with him day and night every day, and I can't help but be attracted to him."

Aya and Song Ci rolled their eyes when they heard this, wondering if Si Tianmu is the only man left in this world or what.

"He confessed to me last night. He didn't say sweet words to make me happy. He said he would try his best to love me and work hard for our future."

Thinking of Si Tianmu's gentle eyes last night, Anyajie's eyes were filled with happiness.

Aya and Song Ci looked at each other, their eyes full of impatience.

Anyajie looked at the distance outside the window: "Actually, I know very well that in my current capacity, it must be difficult for us to be together. First of all, his family will not agree. But..."