Emperor Shao chased his wife crazy

"Hello!" An Yu yelled at the girl's back several times, but the girl turned a deaf ear.

She wanted to catch up, but she couldn't leave the things in the stall alone.

An Yu was in a state of turmoil when her phone rang suddenly. She was startled, and took out her phone to check the caller ID.

It's the boss, not Ke Chenye.

An Yu let out a long breath, and was inexplicably lost when he learned that it wasn't him.

"Hey?"

"Xiao Yu," the boss said enthusiastically, "I have a job designing wedding dresses. It's a lot of money. Can you take it?"

"Designing a wedding dress?" An Yu was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help showing an expression of great interest.

Her money is enough for her to live with her father, she doesn't care how much money she gets, but she has never designed a wedding dress...

The boss has known her for a long time, and when he heard her tone, he knew there was something going on, and he said decisively: "Then it's settled, I'll send you the client's request later, you read more information, and send me the first draft as soon as possible."

"Okay." An Yu agreed with a dazed expression. After such a mess, she didn't have the heart to continue to set up a stall, so she packed her things and went back early.

When she got home, the light in her room was on, and Father An was helping her dust off the bookcase with a feather duster in one hand.

Hearing the movement, Father An turned his head and smiled at her: "You're back, why is it so early today?"

"I took a job and came back to look at the materials." An Yu replied casually, at this time he accidentally dropped something on the ground, Father An showed an apologetic expression, and tried to bend down to pick it up: "I really don't careful."

Seeing this document, An Yu felt as if the blood in her whole body was congealed, and she stopped with a stern voice: "Don't move!"

Father An froze all of a sudden, looking at her helplessly.

An Yu didn't care about what he would think at all at the moment, all he could think about was never letting him see this idea.

She was the first to pick up the document and hugged it in her arms, explaining embarrassingly: "This portfolio must be kept secret and cannot be leaked out. Dad, my room is clean enough. You can clean other places."

Father An nodded in confusion. Not long after he walked out of the room, An Yu closed the door, carefully locked the door, and then opened the file.

The words on the top line were "Parent-child Relationship Identification Report", and when she turned to the last page, the words "non-biological" deeply hurt her eyes.

She looks nothing like her parents, her bone marrow is obviously father and daughter but they don't match at all... Before doing the DNA test, she had prepared for the worst, but when the result really appeared in front of her, An Yu still felt unacceptable .

If the father is not her real father, then who is her real father?Could it be that the mother changed her mind and cheated?

An Yu wanted to find out, but after so many years of mother's death, many truths have long since been obliterated.

This incident once caused her a great blow, and she digested it alone for a long time, fearing that her father would be sad, so she kept hiding it from him.

Fortunately, she came back early today, otherwise if her father sees...

An Yu's spine was slightly chilled, and she didn't dare to think about the consequences. She took out a lighter and lit all the reports, until only ashes were left, and then sat down to think about the wedding dress design.

After a long period of time, she didn't go out to the stall again, and lived in seclusion every day to check a lot of information. The wedding dress gradually took shape in her writing, and it was gradually perfected until she thought it was okay.

An Yu was about to send the manuscript to the boss, and the boss quickly called, hesitantly said: "Xiao Yu, your design is not good."

"Really?" An Yu lowered her eyes in disappointment. A designer would feel uncomfortable if his ability was denied.

"However, the company said that your design is very spiritual, and wants to have a face-to-face meeting with you to see if you can modify it. Maybe this time it will be over?"

"In person... talk?" An Yu showed hesitation, in order to avoid Ke Chenye's search, they moved to this remote town for a year, and suddenly asked her to leave here...

The boss didn't notice the strangeness in her words, and said happily: "Yes, they said they are very optimistic about you, and they are willing to add money and reimburse the round-trip fare."

An Yu asked hesitantly, "Where is it?"

"Kyoto."

"...Kyoto?" An Yu's eyes widened in surprise, the phone slipped from her palm onto the quilt, her whole body was stiff and motionless, her breathing became a little short unconsciously, and the thoughts in her mind were messed up.

Can't go, Ke Chen Ye Yanlan is there, she goes in case she bumps into an acquaintance...

"Xiao Yu? Xiao Yu?" The boss's confused voice came from the other end, which seemed very far away.

An Yu collected herself, picked up the phone, and said in a difficult voice, "I still won't go..."

"Don't," the boss panicked, "Wedding dress design is such a rare opportunity. If you miss this village, you won't have this shop. You stayed in that small place for a year, and you usually design clothes to sell to those who have backward aesthetics. Aren't you unwilling? Don't you want to prove yourself? "

An Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, a little moved by what she said.

But the existence of Ke Chenye and Yan Lan still made her daunting from the capital. If she wanted to get into such a big trouble, she would rather not accept the order.

"Xiao Yu." The boss said softly, "Tell me honestly, do you have any difficulties? If you have any difficulties, just tell me, I will help you if I can."

"Are you afraid that your father will not be taken care of? Then I will come to pick you up first, and then I will go to your side to help you take care of him. You don't have to worry about it."

The boss had already talked about this, An Yu sighed, and could only agree: "Okay."

The boss became ecstatic, and immediately confirmed the departure date with her. Regardless of her objection, he insisted on coming to pick her up, and then hung up the phone in a hurry.

An Yu watched helplessly as the phone screen gradually dimmed. She left the room and found Father An who was cleaning: "Dad, I have a job recently and I may have to leave for a while. Can you do it alone? Or I can find someone to take care of you?"

Father An has always had the tough style of a soldier. When she heard her say this, he pretended to be angry and put on a stern face: "Don't think your father treats me as a useless person without an arm. You can just rest assured that I am in everything at home."

"Okay." An Yu smiled lightly, went back to the room and began to pack her luggage.

She took out a bank card, which contained the money Ke’s father had given her. She used it to pay her father’s surgery fee, the 100 million he gave to He Congjing’s brothers, and the building. She has not used the money in it since then. money.

There is still a lot left in it. She doesn't know when she will come back after going, and she doesn't know if there will be any accidents. It is better to leave the money to her father for insurance.

An Yu wrote a note explaining the situation.

She did not explain the source of the money, but said that if he needed the money urgently, he could withdraw it from here.