kiss me you are responsible

On the way to the villa, An Yan sat in the back seat, clasping her fingers uneasily, her brows never loosened.Lance, who was driving, glanced at him from the rearview mirror, "Master, you can take off the mask."

"You don't need to call me young master, it's weird. I just came to ask something, and I'll leave after I finish." An Yan said awkwardly, without even looking at Lance.

"Aren't you going to inherit the property? That's not a small amount." Lance said with a deadpan expression and a calm tone.

An Yan raised his head and met Lens' eyes in the rearview mirror. He quickly looked away, "I don't need it."

"I hope you won't regret it."

An Yan didn't say anything more, and after thinking for a long time, he asked again: "His wife also agrees to my coming?"

"Madam is gentle and virtuous, of course she will support the chairman's choice." Lance frowned, then glanced at An Yan who was restless in the back seat, and said for a while, "But."

"But what?" An Yan saw that he had something to say but didn't say it, and was very curious.

"But I don't think Madam is the virtuous and virtuous in everyone's eyes. I want to remind you that the affairs of wealthy families are very complicated." Lance said.

"Why did you tell me this?" An Yan liked Lance more because of this reminder.

"You are the son of the chairman. I don't want any surprises for you. The young master should be more sensitive than others."

The car drove into a manor, flowers, fountains, every tree and every tree revealed the richness and luxury of the manor.The huge courtyard here really surprised An Yan. Thinking about the small dilapidated house where he lived with his mother, he hated his so-called father even more.

An Yan saw a gorgeous European-style castle in front of him, and couldn't believe that his father was so rich.

In the villa, An Zhilie was sitting on the sofa, crossing his legs and smoking a cigarette. Although he was over forty, he was indeed a handsome man with his temperament and figure, otherwise he wouldn't be with An Ning The lady gave birth to such a delicate An Yan.

Sitting next to him was a luxuriously dressed woman, her demeanor exuded the tenderness of a woman, "Husband, are we not going out to pick him up?"

An Zhilie frowned, took a puff of cigarette, "No need."

"Dad, how could you do this? Why did you come out with a big brother? Are you worthy of my mother and me?" An Nuo was their only daughter. She was beautiful, but she was willful and arrogant. Don't even look at it.

"Xiao Nuo, speak well. You have to admit that he is your brother." Mrs. An glanced at An Zhilie with a serious face, then stood up, "Xiao Nuo, let's go and pick up your brother with mom."

"I'm not going." An Nuo fiddled with his bright red fingernails, curling his lips impatiently.

"Hurry up." Mrs. An glanced at An Zhilie again, her tone increased.An Nuo frowned, becoming irritable.

The car stopped in front of the villa, and An Yan saw four people standing by the door. His eyes immediately fell on a slightly fat, older foreign man. When he thought of meeting his father, he became very nervous. Can't breathe.

When he was in a daze, Lance opened the door for him, An Yan was startled, and got out of the car nervously.

"Cut, what's the air? Can't you open the door?" An Nuo rolled his eyes at An Yan over there, and was slapped by Mrs. An in the next second, winking at her and telling her to shut up.

"Put the car in the garage." Lance took An Yan's luggage and said to the driver waiting in the yard.

An Yan looked at the four people in front of the door, a little afraid to go over.But Mrs. An and the three of them came first, An Yan didn't want to be rude, so she walked up.

"This is An Yan." Mrs. An smiled gently, kind and generous.

"I am." An Yan feels that this woman should be that wife, but such a gentle and generous person still doesn't despise his identity, and he can't think of what Lance said to be careful.

"Madam." Lance bowed slightly, and said to An Yan in a blink of an eye, "Master, this is Madam, this is Miss An Nuo, this is Mrs. Li, this is the housekeeper, and also my father."

"Welcome young master home." Aunt Li and the butler bowed slightly.

An Yan looked at them uncomfortably, the people here are too polite.

"Call me brother." Mrs. An pushed An Nuo, and An Nuo glanced at An Yan's clothes, arrogantly, "I won't call you."

"An Nuo." Mrs. An called out in a more emphatic tone, An Nuo pretended not to hear, and continued to pinch her fingernails.

"No need." An Yan also saw that she was unwilling and was very uncomfortable with the environment here. "Where is he? I'm here to see him."

"Your father is in the house, go in quickly, Mrs. Li's meal is ready." Mrs. An stepped forward to touch An Yan, An Yan immediately moved away from her in a panic, but seeing how kind she was, she felt a little rude, "I I don't like being touched."

"It's okay, just get used to it slowly." Mrs. An smiled slightly. In An Yan's opinion, she is really a good lady who is well educated and courteous.

An Yan entered the room with others, and saw An Zhilie sitting on the sofa at a glance. That noble and powerful man made An Yan a little uneasy. In fact, he wanted to have a father who was as kind as Uncle Li. Look is the kind of inaccessible, very dignified person.

Seeing him put out the cigarette, An Zhilie said expressionlessly, "Here we come."

"Sit down, son." Mrs. An enthusiastically asked him to sit down, "Sister Li, go prepare the meal, An Yan must be hungry."

An Yan was very disappointed that her father was indifferent to him, and her desire to leave became stronger, and she couldn't even talk about nervousness, "No need, I just came to ask something, and I will leave after asking."

With his words, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.An Zhilie frowned, and said in a serious tone, "Even if you ask, you still have to eat something. How can you not be hungry after flying for so long, Mrs. Li, go prepare the meal."

"I'll go right away." Mrs. Li hurriedly walked towards the kitchen.

"Son, sit down." Mrs. An smiled and touched An Yan's arm, An Yan subconsciously hid, and Mrs. An smiled awkwardly.

"If I tell you to sit, sit down." An Zhilie emphasized his tone.

An Yan looked at him and sat down with complicated emotions.Everyone said that he didn't like being touched, but this lady still touched him.

"Dad, I won't eat at home when my friends gather." An Nuo said.

"No, you are not allowed to go anywhere tonight." An Zhilie glared at him, An Nuo immediately became honest, and sat down reluctantly.

Usually it's fine for her to contradict, but if An Zhilie really wanted to get angry, no one dared to say anything.

Lance and the housekeeper went to work, and An Yan and the family of three sat on the sofa and didn't talk to anyone. The cold atmosphere didn't feel like home at all.An Yan was still cautious before, but now she is not so uneasy, because she is too disappointed.

"Son, take a bath after dinner and have a good sleep," Mrs. An said.

An Yan didn't like it here, not at all, so she didn't say anything.An Zhilie looked at him, An Yan saw him looking over, and suddenly became angry, and wanted to protect your wife again.

He said coldly, "What do you see me doing?"

No one has ever dared to talk to An Zhilie in such a contradictory way. An Zhilie pursed his lips, as if he was very dissatisfied with An Yan's attitude, "Don't you know what politeness is? Your aunt treats you well, and you don't know how to reply. "

"I've never been taught how to be polite when I've grown up so much, I can't do it." An Yan choked An Zhilie to death with a word.

He didn't know why, seeing that the three of them were living so well, he became angry, felt sorry for his mother, and felt sorry for himself.

"Okay, the child is also in a bad mood." Mrs. An said with a smile.

An Yan suddenly felt that the lady's smile was so fake.

The food was served on the table, and the table was filled with delicacies from mountains and seas, all of which An Yan seldom ate.But An Yan has no appetite at all.

"Don't you have to wear a mask when eating?" An Zhilie said.

An Yan glanced at a few people, and panicked at the thought of taking off the mask and seeing their disgusted eyes, but since he had investigated him, he must have seen what he looked like.

He avoided other people's eyes, took off his mask uncomfortably, and An Nuo on the opposite side yelled in shock, "Oh, my God!"

"What's your name!" An Zhilie looked at An Yan and said, "Eat."

"Oh." An Nuo glanced at An Yan's face again, and got goosebumps all over his body in disgust.

Mrs. An looked at An Yan, cocked the corners of her mouth imperceptibly, went to fill another bowl of soup in a blink of an eye, and brought it up with a smile, "Come on, son, have a bowl of soup."

"Thank you." An Yan took the soup after hesitating for a long time, and said something casually.

After eating in silence, An Yan said, "I want to talk to you."

"Go catch up on sleep first." An Zhilie threw a word, got up and left.

An Yan hurriedly followed, and couldn't stand the atmosphere, "I want to talk now, I don't want to spend the night here."

"You child, why are you so stubborn like your mother?" An Zhilie shouted, "Go to sleep."

When An Yan's mother was mentioned, his heart trembled, "Do you still know that my mother has a stubborn temper?"

An Zhilie saw that he went upstairs without saying a word.

"Mom, take a look." Anuo whispered over there.

"Keep down." After Madam An said, she walked towards An Yan, "My child, Auntie will take you to the bedroom."

An Yan nodded for a while, and followed her to the bedroom.As soon as the door was closed, An Yan sighed melancholy, and it took him a long time to look at the bedroom in the mood.

The European-style decoration is gorgeous everywhere, and the cloakroom and bathroom are as large as his bedroom.He walked to the window, from which he could see the back garden of the villa.There are swimming pools, flower fields, and gazebos.

Under the light of the sunset, the flower fields blown by the breeze are undulating like waves, and the beauty is incredible.This is the life he once yearned for, and now he is not happy at all in front of him.

An Yan glanced at the clock, it was past six o'clock.I really miss Li Zuo, at this point he is still on the lazy bed.

He went into the bathroom, and the big bathtub inside could soak him and Li Zuo.

Life of luxury.

I simply took a shower, and when I came out, there was a knock on the door.

He went to open the door, and it was Lance, "Master, this is your luggage."

"Oh, thank you." An Yan dragged the luggage in, and just about to close the door, Lance said, "Are you still used to it?"

"I don't like it, I don't like it here, including him." An Yan closed the door, then climbed into the soft and comfortable big bed, probably too tired, he fell asleep after a while.

When he woke up, it was dark outside the window, and the street lamps in the backyard gave off a soft light, which was a bit romantic.

An Yan was very thirsty, and there was no water in the room. After hesitating for a long time, she turned on the bedside lamp and got out of bed.Out the door is a corridor full of European art, he saw the stairs on the left and went.

In the living room downstairs, An Nuo and Mrs. An were chatting, "You didn't see the scar on his face, it's too scary, I don't want to be under the same roof with him."

"Keep your voice down, don't let your father hear you." Mrs. An said.

"That's right, he looks so ugly, how could Dad let him take over the An family, even the directors of the An family would not agree."

"Okay, just say a few words."

An Yan looked at the couple in the living room, stood at the stairs and did not go down, turned around and leaned against the wall of the corridor.They are a family, and they will only make fun of themselves here.

He swallowed dryly, really thirsty, but he didn't want to go downstairs to see them, so he walked back again.But as he walked, he was in a daze. There could be a room in this corridor with the same door, and he didn't know which one belonged to him.

It's because he was so dazed when he went upstairs, he didn't even remember the number of doors.

An Yan counted how far he had just walked, and tentatively opened a door, only to see An Zhilie and Lance doing research work, and those two people looked over.

It was too embarrassing to say that he couldn't find his way, so An Yan walked in and said anxiously, "I want to talk to you."

"You go out first." An Zhilie looked at Lance and said.

After Lance went out, he closed the door by the way.An Zhilie got up from the desk, sat on the sofa, and poured two glasses of water, "Come here."

An Yan saw the water, walked over quickly, picked up the cup and drank it with a guzzle.An Zhilie was stunned to see that he had run out of drink, and poured him another glass. An Yan glanced at him uncomfortably, and drank again.

An Zhilie poured another glass, An Yan hiccupped, pushed the glass away embarrassedly, "I'm full."

"Let Mrs. Li prepare some water in your room soon." An Zhilie looked at An Yan's scar carefully, but didn't find his son ugly, "Is this scar left by a car accident?"

Getting along at such a close distance is still the father I have always longed for, An Yan's heart is pounding, "Yeah."

"I'll arrange a hospital for you later." An Zhilie drank his saliva and lit another cigarette.

"No need, I can do it myself." An Yan looked at his father nervously, "I want to know about you and my mother, why did you abandon her back then? What about me? You... really don't know?"

An Zhilie took a puff of cigarette and raised his legs, "Actually, it's not considered abandonment. I told her very clearly that we can't be together, and she agreed. I didn't know that she was pregnant with you when I left."

An Yan's heart trembled, and he asked anxiously and expectantly: "If she said she was pregnant with me, would you still leave?"

"I will go." An Zhilie did not hesitate.

An Yanteng stood up, "You arrange someone immediately, I want to go back."

"I know you have this reaction, but it's also true. If you want to hear the reason, just sit down and I will tell you one by one." An Zhilie calmly.

An Yan thought for a long time, then sat down with her lips shaking.

"Your grandfather is the founder of the Anjia Group. The marriage partner of the Anjia must be of the same family. When I met your mother, she was a waiter. When I was eating, she accidentally put a pot of soup on me. Originally, I thought I was furious, but I was attracted by her beauty, and it was love at first sight. At that time, I was traveling in China, and I liked her very much, so I took her to meet my father, but my family didn’t agree and insisted that I marry a rich man Woman, I finally gave up my inheritance, left home penniless, and lived with her. Those days were bitter, but they were the happiest moments of my life.”

An Yan suddenly remembered the acquaintance with Li Zuo, is it fate?

"Until one day my father was critically ill, the share price of Anjia Group fell all the way, and the members of the board of directors unanimously asked my father to step down. It was my father's hard work all his life. My mother knelt down and begged me to go back and let me take over Anjia Group. After all, it was my mother, she made me feel so embarrassed by kneeling down, so I had no choice but to agree. At that time, the An family was very unstable, so I had to marry someone else."

"Before I left, I told your mother to break up, and your mother agreed. When An's family stabilized, I was really tired, so I sent money to your mother, hoping that she would live better, but she and I Said she was getting married and asked me not to bother her anymore, and then I didn't contact her again. Until a while ago I thought of her again, so I asked people to see how she was doing. She was gone. The story is simple, The reality is very complicated and very sad. I gave up your mother for the sake of my family, so whether you hate me or scold me, I won’t say anything.”

An Yan is really sad for his mother, but what about this person?It seems that it is not as hateful as before, and they used to love each other so much.

"I can't talk about hate, I just felt wronged for my mother. Did you marry that woman outside?"

"No, she got sick and passed away. Your aunt was my former assistant. She took good care of me all the time, so I have a family. She knows everything about me and your mother, and she is very willing to take you back. She is really understanding." An Zhilie smoked out his cigarette, "It's all said and done, I hope you can stay and take over the Anjia Group."

"I won't take over, I want to go back." An Yan flatly refused.

"Why?" An Zhilie frowned.

"Because there are people waiting for me there, and I don't like this home, this place." An Yan's big wish came true, and he felt much relieved.At least he wasn't so heartless back then.

"You can get her here."

"No, he won't like it here, and I don't like it either." An Yan got up, "I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Since you're here, stay a few more days. I'll find you a hospital these few days. It's my compensation. Besides, your scars are gone, and it will be convenient for you to do anything after you go back." After finishing speaking, An Zhilie gave Lance Called and asked him to come over.

An Yan's heart was indeed moved, he actually wanted to be like other children's children, happily calling him Dad, and if the scar was gone, he could give Li Zuo a big surprise when he went back.

An Yan agreed to stay for a while, and after returning to his room, he called Li Zuo, who was cleaning up the dormitory at school.

"Hey, Dabao, you finally called, how are you doing there? No one bullies you, right?"

An Yan laughed out lying on the soft bed, and liked the gentleness that Li Zuo gave him, "No one bullies me. Li Zuo, he told me everything."

"Really? Can you tell me about it?"

"Of course..." An Yan told Li Zuo exactly what An Zhilie said.

"Li Zuo, you said that I should tell him about the suspicious points of the car accident?"

"You can decide for yourself, my husband listens to you."

"You are not my husband." An Yan pursed her lips, turned around on the bed, and said shyly, "I miss you."

"Baby, I miss you too, when are you coming back?"

An Yan was afraid that Li Zuo would be unhappy, so he whispered, "Can I stay here for a few days?"

"Oh, let's make a sample. It's hard to go, and the misunderstanding has been cleared up. Let's stay a few more days."

"You are so kind." An Yan scratched the quilt happily.

After chatting for more than an hour, An Yan was also sleepy, lying on the bed and laughing.He also has a father, and he also has a fourth brother who loves him, which is great.

Since the car accident that year had nothing to do with his father, who could it be?His mother has no enemies, could it really be an accident?Did he think too much?

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