Flashy Circle 3

An Chen came out of An's Building, and there was already a car waiting.

He sat in the back seat of the car and asked An Yin beside him, "...Is the matter resolved?"

"Solved." An Yin replied.

An Chen was silent.

Not long after the car was driving, it was stopped by the auxiliary police, who informed the driver that there was a major traffic accident ahead, the traffic was jammed, and the car needed to make a detour.

The car starts again.

"...the amount of pension paid to Zhaoguang...?" An Chen asked.

"You decide." An Yin held An Chen's hand, "Don't think too much."

An Chen looked at An Yin.The interior of the car was dim, but with the light from the window, the cold outline of An Yin's side face was clearly discernible - he stared ahead, determined and fearless.

An Chen looked away.

In the past, when Ning Haiteng Luo Zixin was cooking for others, he didn't care, just like a spectator, asking for more details; when it was his turn to do it, he hesitated and wavered in his heart.Ironic isn't it?

He didn't know what happened to Lu Xi's side; but Fu Zhaoguang, the person who stood in front of him to verify the truth more than an hour ago, is now buried in a sea of ​​flames.

If you think about it carefully, it's not scary - just because they hindered his and An Yin's happiness, they wanted to disappear.

Who, when and where, gave them the right and power to take life and death so easily and selfishly.

An Chen understood that it was pointless to think about these things at this time.He just felt cold for himself.

The moment Fu Zhaoguang left the office, he could turn things around and at least let the other party survive; but he didn't make this call that could change a person's fate.

So far, he has a deep understanding of the meaning of "Desperado".

-

late at night.

An Chen couldn't sleep.He got out of bed, intending to visit the twins.

The baby room is lit with a small warm sleep bean lamp.An Yin was hugging one of the twins, his expression appeared soft and gentle in the blurred light.

Just when the nanny brought the milk, An Chen stopped her, took the bottle, and signaled her to leave.

He walked into the room gently and walked to An Yin's side.

The latter only smiled slightly when he realized that it was him.

The younger brother Yuanhang was being hugged, and when his mouth touched the pacifier, he knew that the food was coming, and began to suck hard; his elder brother Yuanfan lay in the soft quilt and slept soundly, his little belly rising and falling evenly.

An Yin and An Chen didn't speak, they looked at the two little angels quietly.

After Yuan Hang fell asleep, An Yin put him back in the crib.

"...For you and the child, I am willing to do anything. No one can stand in front of us." An Yin calmly uttered firm words.

An Chen looked at An Yin.The reason why the latter looks forward, has a firm will, and is fearless is because he has faith in his heart.

And himself is the most important part of his belief.

He and An Yin have never said the classic three words to each other—even at CATHEDRAL, they expressed their love in bad words.

But for An Yin, these three words have surpassed the scope of words, and belonged to faith-so he has such great determination to use his hands to fight.

An Chen leaned on the opponent's shoulder.

Sorry to those who disappeared because of their forbidden feelings.

Both he and An Yin are sinners.

But in case, if there is a next time, he will be like the person beside him, meeting gods and killing gods, meeting Buddhas and killing Buddhas.

-

Fu Zhaoguang's death in a car accident has been classified as an accident by the relevant department.

But Fu Zhaoguang was An Chen's top leader after all, and his sudden death was used by troublemakers to gossip.

Mrs. An began to worry again.

On this day, Anjia Mansion.

Mrs. An who was going upstairs met An Yin who was going downstairs. After greeting each other, Mrs. An saw that there were only the two of them, so she called An Yin who was going down.

"Brother, don't mind those weird and ridiculous rumors recently. An Chen and I are on your side. You are the heir of the company and the An family, there is no doubt about it."

This is not the first time Mrs. An has expressed her position to An Yin.

If there are too many, there will be no silver here.

An Yin stood still and turned to look at Mrs. An, "Mom, I don't mind. In fact, I don't value the status of heir. If you are so worried because of me, I am very grateful;...but if you are because of me His biological mother..." Having said this, An Yin stopped abruptly.

"!" Madam An's heart skipped a beat.

She met An Yin's gaze, those eyes were dark and deep, as if they knew all the secrets.

The stair space where the two of them were located suddenly became narrow, and it was difficult for the air to circulate.

Mrs. An struggled to speak, "...you, you know?"

Knowing that she gave his biological mother a bottle of medicine back then, and that bottle of medicine accelerated death.

An Yin still looked at her without speaking.

"...Yes, it was your mother who asked me to find...I, I..." Mrs. An subconsciously defended herself.Because these words had been hidden in the darkest part of her heart for too long, she was unable to speak them out smoothly.

An Yin's biological mother suffered from cancer when An Yin was four years old.During the period, he was cured, but the disease came back soon, which seriously damaged the vitality of the recovering body.

She couldn't even practice the piano for an hour with An Yin, let alone preside over An's family affairs, and accompany An Size to attend banquets.

Because of her illness, An Sizhe almost stopped social occasions, seeking medical advice everywhere; while An Yin always sat by the sickbed, reading quietly alone, and accompanied her.

At this time, An Size met the current Mrs. An who had just graduated from abroad at a gathering of friends she couldn't avoid. She was a little girl back then, beautiful and lively, with sweet dimples on the corners of her mouth when she smiled.

As soon as the two met, they felt sparks crackling between each other.

There were several occasions in the future, and the two happened to be present.

Although they didn't say it clearly, the spark in each other's hearts became like a prairie fire.

An Size was ashamed of his wife and avoided the current Mrs. An; but the latter's affection was hard to take back, she found An Yin's birth mother's attending physician, and tried hard to make herself a little follower, following the doctor in and out of An's house.

The more she came, the more experienced servants in An's family could see the clues.

The former Mrs. An also noticed - as soon as this girl appeared, An Size's eyes shone with happiness.

She could not give her husband a happy and warm haven, nor could she fulfill her responsibilities as a mother.

She knew that she couldn't last long, so it was better to make it happen.

She asked her to find the medicine and said to her, "I just ask you to be kind to my son when you come in."

-

Back to the present.

Mrs. An couldn't write a sentence, but An Yin smoothed things over for her, "My biological mother died of natural illness, everyone knows that."

Mrs. An still looked shocked and disturbed——An Yin knew the truth, and I'm afraid he knew it a long time ago.

"I'm not very interested in An's family and An's; I don't plan to get married, nor do I plan to have children.... If you feel that you have to do something to be at ease, why not grant me a wish?" An Yin's tone was very Gentle, "If I ask you for anything in the future, I hope you will do your best to make it happen for me."

Just when Mrs. An wanted to ask a question, An Yin added, "For the sake of my biological mother."

"..." Mrs. An had nothing to say.

An Yin turned around and continued downstairs, leaving her to digest the conversation slowly.

An Yin did know the truth early on.That's why he hated An Chen so much.He originally planned to take revenge on Mrs. An and the An family when he became an adult.

But now, for the sake of his future with An Chen, he is willing to take advantage of his own mother's death.