Emperor Shao chased his wife crazy

A feeling of disappointment swept over her body, An Yu unconsciously opened her mouth slightly, with a look of shock remaining on her face.

Is it really Ke Chenye?

Silence spread in the underground parking lot. After a while, Ke Chenye seemed to feel a little strange, and called her several times: "Xiao Yu?"

"Hmm..." Realizing that he might get suspicious if he didn't answer, An Yu replied with a trembling voice.

Disappointment, anger, and sadness were intertwined. Her mind was in a mess at the moment, and she pinched herself severely before she came back to her senses: "Where are you?"

"I'm dealing with some things in the office." Ke Chenye said softly.

Liar!

An Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, he was obviously sitting in the car not far away, yet he is still lying to her now!
Wait... what if this is really just a coincidence?
An Yu suddenly felt a bit shaken. After all, she still didn't believe that it was Ke Chenye who did it. He had no quarrel with Dad, and he had no reason to deal with Dad since he had no grudges.

Thinking of this, while perfunctory Ke Chenye, An Yu took out another mobile phone that she carried with her, and dug out the address book to call Donald.

If Ke Chenye also rang the bell, it would prove that he was with Donald now, and the shadow in the black Chevrolet was undoubtedly him.

Don't let me down...

However, before she dialed the number, the phone rang first, and she was so shocked that she almost dropped the phone.

The ringtone was extremely piercing in the empty parking lot. An Yu hurriedly covered the phone she was talking on in case Ke Chenye would hear it. She extinguished the phone, fearing that Donald and the shadow in the car would become suspicious, so she had to retreat first. go out.

Looking for an excuse to hang up the phone, An Yu glanced at the call log annoyed, and found that it was the person in charge of the demolition company who claimed to be the last time.

It's really that the plan can't keep up with the changes.An Yu sighed, and could only send the license plate number of Donald he saw to Rock Li, asking him to help keep an eye on the movement of this car.

At this moment, the phone rang again, An Yu picked it up, and the person in charge's cautious voice came from the other end: "I'm sorry Miss An, we really can't get in touch with Mr. An, so we can only come to bother you."

"He's already passed away." An Yu's light tone could not detect any emotion.

When her father passed away, her first reaction was anger and sadness. Even though it had been a while, it still seemed like yesterday. The feeling of loss and emptiness was lingering, destined to leave a hole in her heart forever.

The person in charge was stunned: "...sadly."

"You want to talk about the demolition, right? I've already returned to my country. I'll go back to my hometown in the near future. Let's talk about the details then." An Yu said.

The person in charge repeatedly agreed: "Hey, okay, then call me when you come back, and I will send someone to pick you up."

Having said that, An Yu didn't inform anyone in the end. He just greeted the hospital and quietly returned to An County, a small county town with simple folk customs.

She grew up in Yan's family, and only came back to worship her ancestors with her father and mother who was not yet dead at the time of festivals. After so long, the scene before her eyes became a little strange.

An Yu dresses in a low-key manner, but her clothes that are obviously different from those of the country people and her outstanding slim figure still attract a lot of attention.

An Yu went back to the old house, she hadn't been back for a long time, she took a lot of effort to get the key to open the door, pushed the door and went in, and the thick dust hit her face, choking her to cough.

There was no one to clean it, the eyes were foggy, and the old furnishings in the house were covered with a thick layer of dust, revealing a bit of indescribable desolation.

An Yu's gaze slowly swept over everything, as if her father was born, grew up, played and studied here, a nostalgic smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

After waiting for a while, An Yu rummaged through their old things. Even if it was about to be demolished, she could still take away their things as a souvenir.

Not long after, an old green hard-shell notebook came into view, and it seemed that there was only one thin volume.

When it is turned over, the paper is yellowed and wrinkled, and even a little brittle, and the paper may be destroyed if you are not careful.

The date on the top of the first page was written many years ago, and the delicate and small handwriting was mother's.

An Yu's eyes were slightly wet, and she realized that it was her mother's diary, but it was filled with irrelevant content. Compared with a diary, it was more like keeping accounts. It was scattered about the amount spent on buying pork today. How much, and how much it cost to buy green vegetables.

An Yu smiled knowingly, she casually flipped through a few pages, and was soon surprised to find that the book had been torn by someone, and a lot of pages were obviously missing in the middle.

How is this going?

There was a puzzled expression on An Yu's face, when a knock on the door suddenly caught her attention, she got up and opened the door, there was a kind-faced middle-aged man standing outside, his eyes lit up when he saw her: "Hi, it's really You, people in the county are saying that there is a beautiful woman, and I guess it is you."

"I have brought all the relevant documents, can I go in and talk to you?" The man showed eager eyes.

An Yu turned sideways noncommittally and let him in.

At night, An Yu had already returned to Kyoto and checked into a temporary hotel.

An Yu opened the door with her room card, and the man's voice still echoed in her ear: "As long as you sign this agreement, we will give you 300 million compensation, what do you want?"

300 million is not a small amount, no wonder Yan Lan's mother and daughter are fighting for the money.

No, they have always been the ones who have no shortage of money, 300 million should be a small amount for them, why do they even want to plot this money?
The scene of the last meeting suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. The two people looked at the glamorous but old clothes, and she always felt a little unnatural on Yan Lan's face, as if she had been manipulated... Could it be that something happened recently? know something?
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and An Yu got up in doubt. Before opening the door, she kept an eye out and looked outside through the cat's eyes.

There was a tall man standing outside the door, but his face was hidden in the darkness and she couldn't see clearly, she could only feel a chill rising upwards.

This familiar figure reminded her of the black shadow in Donald's car, was it Ke Chenye?

The corners of An Yu's lips were tightly pursed, and she touched the phone with light steps, and looked out through the cat's eyes while dialing Ke Chenye's number.

After a brief ringing of the bell, Ke Chenye's voice rang out, but the man outside the cat's eyes did not move at all.

Not Ke Chenye!
A boulder in her heart fell to the ground, and An Yu let out a long breath, but she was even more aware of how serious her situation was at the moment.

She didn't know the identity of the man outside the door, let alone his purpose of coming here, but there was no doubt that he came for her.

Sensing An Yu's shortness of breath, Ke Chenye frowned slightly, suddenly feeling ominous.