Rebirth of the little wolf dog GL

Gao Ting wanted to take a look around the car, but Yan Youheng grabbed her and dragged her into the yard.

"Hey! What's the matter!" Yan Youheng pulled Gao Ting with his backhand, and staggered into the yard.

With a pale face, Yan Youheng walked to the door of Yan's house with almost swift steps.

"You go home first." Yan Youheng said to Gao Ting, without even giving her a look, he pushed the door and walked into the room.

Gao Ting was baffled by her, stood there for a while, and unconsciously narrowed his eyes to look at it.

What was it that made Ah Heng so afraid?

He walked in without even saying goodbye to her. Whose car is that?

As soon as Yan Youheng entered the door, he was greeted by a cold aroma.Different from the usual faint sandalwood aroma at home, and also different from the aroma of food, this smell can be distinguished at once.

It was the scent of her mother Sirina, that vampire-like woman who fascinated men with so many charms.

Sirina likes this taste the most, but Yan Youheng hates it.

Every time I smell it, it seems to be back to the years of being squeezed.

As soon as Yan Youheng walked into the living room, he saw Xie Qiqiu coming out of the back kitchen with a fruit plate.

"Aheng, your mother is here." She smiled with her eyes bent, but the corners of her mouth curled up like sarcasm.

Girls at such a young age always look extremely shrewd, which makes people bored.

Yan Youheng ignored her and was about to go upstairs when Xie Qiqiu grabbed her clothes behind her.

"Hey, don't go upstairs, Uncle Yan and Auntie are talking." Xie Qiqiu grabbed Yan Youheng, but stepped up the stairs in two steps, looked down at Yan Youheng and said: "I heard that Auntie is here to pick you up! "

Yan Youheng didn't speak, but looked at her expressionlessly.

"Hahahaha, you don't want to leave?" Xie Qiqiu hadn't been this presumptuously happy for a long time since she broke up with Yan Youheng.Now that Yan Youheng was about to be taken away again, how could she be unhappy.

In this way, she is still the only child of the Yan family.

It doesn't matter if it's not her own, as long as she stays in Yan's house for a day, no one will dare to show her face!

Xie Qiqiu was still a child after all, she couldn't help but leaned into Yan Youheng's ear and said, "I really hope you leave quickly! You're so ugly!"

Yan Youheng had no intention of talking to her at first, but being provoked by her just ignited her anger.

"Wow!" Yan Youheng didn't care whether the parents upstairs had finished talking, and burst into tears at the top of his throat.

Xie Qiqiu was taken aback by her, subconsciously wanted to cover her mouth with his hand.

But before she reached out her hand, Yan Youheng rolled on the ground crying and jumping.

Xie Qiqiu was at a loss for a while, and was about to escape when she heard the upstairs door open.

"What's the matter?" It was Grandma Yan who asked the question. She always loved her granddaughter, and she was the first to come out when she heard the crying.

Yan Zhiyi and Silina also came out of the room where they were talking. Grandma Yan was the first to see Yan Youheng rolling on the ground, she hurriedly went down the stairs, and hugged Yan Youheng into her arms like a baby.

The old man coaxed repeatedly: "Aheng, what's the matter? Tell grandma."

Grandma Yan looked up at Xie Qiqiu, who was standing aside with fruit, and walked to the sofa with Yan Youheng in her arms.

"Aheng told grandma, what's going on?" Grandma Yan wiped Yan Youheng's tears, and asked again: "Is someone bullying you? Who is so bold to bully our baby? I want her to look good!"

These words were tantamount to threatening, Xie Qiqiu stood there, his feet seemed to be stuck, unable to move.

She didn't dare to argue, the current Yan Youheng is no longer the idiot who is bullied and doesn't speak up. What Xie Qiqiu said was completely impulsive, and she dared not imagine how grandma Yan would punish herself if she found out.

"Sister Xiaoqiu said, grandma...don't...don't...daddy want me anymore!" Yan Youheng put his arms around grandma's neck and shrank into the old man's arms, tears and snot all over his clothes.

"She...she also said...that I'm ugly and you all hate me!"

Yan Youheng said sobbingly, tears streaming down her face as if she didn't want money.

She inserted Xie Qiqiu's words with mixed truth and falsehood, making Xie Qiqiu unable to refute.

Xie Qiqiu stood there with a small face, wanting to refute, but didn't know where to start.Said that she only called Yan Youheng ugly, didn't she say that they all hated her?

Grandma Yan's face turned gloomy when she heard her granddaughter's words. She looked at Xie Qiqiu and was about to speak, when she saw Mrs. Lu running over from the back kitchen.

"Xiaoqiu! What's going on, what's going on!"

Before Old Madam Lu approached, she only vaguely saw Yan Youheng being coaxed by her grandma, and Xie Qiqiu standing by the stairs with a plate, her face blushing and her head buried in silence.

"Old lady, Xiaoqiu is still young, so don't be as knowledgeable as her." Old lady Lu argued for Xie Qiqiu without asking.

As soon as she said this, she heard a chuckle upstairs.

"Hehe, Ah Heng can still be bullied by a little girl in Yan's house?" Sirina was walking down the stairs, she was wearing a bright red dress as bright as fire.

Mrs. Lu raised her eyes and looked up, unable to recover in a daze.

Yan Youheng was buried in grandma's arms, secretly looking at her with a pair of eyes.

People in this era still seem to be uncivilized about aesthetics, and most people in Huaguo are still in the stage of natural and simple beauty.

And Si Lina is from country Y, and her perception of beauty is at least half a century earlier than that of people in Hua country, not to mention country women like old lady Lu.

Immediately, she was so stunned by such a sharp beauty that she couldn't speak, Old Madam Lu opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word.

He watched helplessly as the blond, blue-eyed, slender woman walked in front of her gracefully.

Beauty was second to none, although Yan Youheng didn't want to admit it, but she had to say that her mother was born with an aura.

It doesn't matter if she is defiant or arrogant, but the appearance of that face is enough to make people speechless.

Si Lina sat on the sofa opposite Yan Youheng and grandma, Yan Zhiyi followed her downstairs and sat with her.

"Aheng, why are you crying?" Sirina asked her daughter.

Sirina can speak Chinese well, but she still has a little accent, which makes her words seem cold, and she doesn't seem to be coaxing a crying daughter at all.

"Tell mom about something." As she spoke, she leaned on Yan Zhiyi's shoulder, as if she had no bones.

She was so casual in front of Grandma Yan, which immediately made the old man unhappy.

Grandma Yan cleared her throat and looked at her son with a frown.

Yan Zhiyi was also a little uncomfortable, he didn't dare to look at Sirina, and secretly moved his butt to the side.

Who knew that Sirina stuck it on like a dog's skin plaster, and Yan Zhiyi couldn't move back, so he had to sit stiffly.

The nephrite jade is warm and fragrant in his arms, but he is as uncomfortable as leaning on some monster.

Yan Youheng was scalded by the word "mother" in her words, and raised his head from grandma's arms shivering.

She looked at Sirina and said timidly, "Mom?"

...

Yan Youheng was only a 3-year-old child when he returned to Yan's house, and it has been more than two years now.

It's normal for a child to not remember things. In addition, since Yan Youheng was sent back to Yan's house, Silina has never appeared again, and she hasn't even made a phone call.

Such an irresponsible mother, 5-year-old Yan Youheng forgot that she is normal.

"Are you my mother?" Yan Youheng opened his eyes, looking at Sirina beautifully and purely.

"My mother is so beautiful!" As she spoke, she struggled to get off the ground from her grandma's arms, and took two steps towards Sirina.

Grandma Yan originally wanted to put her arms around her granddaughter, but when she saw her eagerness to go to Sirina, she let her go.

Sirina looked at her daughter tenderly, like a real loving mother.

But this kind of love didn't last long. When Yan Youheng rushed into his mother's arms with tears all over his face, the tenderness on Sirina's face could hardly be restrained.

"Mom! Mom! Ah Heng misses you so much!" Yan Youheng cried as he buried himself in Sirina's arms.

The girl's voice was crying, trembling and making people feel distressed.

Yan Zhiyi, who was sitting next to her, couldn't help being moved when she saw her daughter crying so sadly.After all, they are mother and daughter connected by blood. It is indeed a cruel thing to insist on separating the two.

He only paid attention to his daughter who was crying uncomfortably, but ignored Sirina who had been stiff since Yan Youheng threw herself into her arms.

Grandma Yan could see clearly that Si Lina didn't even show a trace of emotion when facing her crying miserably daughter whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

If it's because Sirina restrained her emotions because she paid attention to her manners, then the eyes should express something.

No, Grandma Yan looked at Ah Heng's mother with a cold face the whole time, not to mention affection, she couldn't even see a little tenderness.

Although Yan Youheng buried her head and couldn't see it, she also knew that her mother's face was probably quite ugly now.

Sirina hates children crying the most, and she hates children's snot and tears the most.This is why Yan Youheng was brought up by a nanny even though he followed his mother before the age of three.

Yan Youheng deeply understood this point. A woman like Sirina, not to mention her own child, would not give birth to her if she could.

She loves no one, she only loves herself!

The reason why Yan Youheng in the previous life was dominated by Sirina like a slave is mostly due to the fear and slavishness she cultivated towards her mother since she was a child.These things scare Yan Youheng like tarsal maggots, and make her squeezed by her mother time and time again.

Not only did Sirina decide Yan Youheng's life, but when she saw her fall into the quagmire, she just stood on the shore and watched silently.

She is so selfish, afraid of getting herself dirty.

As for the daughter, she was just born to play, not to mention that this daughter has a good father.

Yan Youheng, who had been resurrected for the first time, understood better than anyone else that Sirina wanted to take her away only because the Yan family couldn't let her go.Then Sirina can continue to get a lot of benefits from the Yan family through her daughter's line.

Once Yan Youheng lost her use value, she would abandon her before anyone else.

This is what Yan Youheng hates the most. If she hadn't been wandering in the world for a few days after her death, she would never have thought that her mother would not even come forward to collect her daughter's body!

These hatreds turned into snot and tears, all rubbing against her good mother's chest.

Sirina's skirt was made of thin silk, and the part where Yan Youheng lay was soaked in a large part after a while.The wet and hot touch sticks to Sirina's snow-white skin through the cloth, and when Yan Youheng raised his head, he pulled out a long, thin and crystal-clear thread.

Sirina couldn't even sit still, and wanted to move to the side, but Yan Youheng stuck to her just like she did just now.

Yan Youheng cried for a while, as if she was tired, she took off her shoes, stepped on the sofa and climbed onto Sirina.Stepping on Sirina's bright and beautiful skirt with her bare feet, Yan Youheng seemed to be unable to stand steadily, staggering, and the fabric under her feet was ravaged and crumpled into a ball.

She didn't believe it, so Sirina could bear it.

Sure enough, Sirina, who had been sitting stiffly all this time, finally couldn't take it anymore, Yan Youheng just climbed onto her mother's lap when she pushed her violently and rolled out.