Abyss of Rebirth

After turning on the light in the room, An Rui walked straight in, closed the door behind his back, and took out a list that he had folded into tofu cubes from his pocket.There are a lot of values ​​listed on the list, but all of these only show the simplest result.

He and An Zhe have no blood relationship.In other words, An Zhe is really not a child of the An family.

An Rui clenched the list tightly, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his dark brown eyes: Thinking about it this way, his death in the previous life was really not a loss.Even if he didn't die in a car accident, sooner or later he would die stupidly.Hahaha!Not related by blood...lol!

An Rui lay down on the bed and closed his eyes forcefully: since An Zhe really has no blood relationship with the An family, it is more likely that he has something to do with the He family.However, if An Zhe was really a child of the He family, then how could he get lost and then be abandoned in the orphanage?How can Mr. An be sure that An Zhe is An Haicheng's seed living outside?And what confuses him even more is what kind of attitude does the He family have towards An Zhe's existence?

Although He Shu didn't say that An Zhe's car accident had anything to do with him, but judging from his attitude, it probably had something to do with the He family as well.Even if Angel's life is not in danger, a well-planned car accident is not a sign of friendship.Is this the He family's warning to An Zhe, a child who has disappeared for more than ten years?or something else?An Rui slowly opened his eyes.

However, since he was involved with the He family, even if An Haicheng insisted on further investigation, it would be impossible to get any results.All they can do now is probably to wait.

Wait... An Rui pulled his lips coldly, tore up the test sheet in his hand bit by bit, then threw it into the toilet in the bathroom, and flushed it with water.

In the middle of the night, An Rui vaguely heard some movement from outside the door, opened the door and looked outside, and saw An Haicheng slamming on the door of Zhou Yuting's room. Very chilling feeling.After watching for a few seconds, he closed the door again.

At the beginning, Zhou Yuting tried her best to squeeze out his mother's position as the young mistress of the An family, but now she has to taste it by herself.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

Zhou Yuting heard the knocking on the door more and more quickly, she gritted her teeth but dared not open the door.She had already been beaten up today, and seeing An Haicheng drinking too much now, she really couldn't stand another beating from him.

Fortunately, maybe An Haicheng really drank too much, the knock on the door only lasted for a few minutes, and after a while, the door gradually became quiet.Zhou Yuting clenched her hands, hinting at herself for a long time, then slowly moved to the door, and hesitantly opened the door a crack.

Outside the door, An Haicheng had already fallen into a drowsy sleep, snoring slightly, and his whole body exuded a strong and pungent smell of alcohol.Zhou Yuting shook hands vigorously, hesitated for a while, then walked over and half hugged him, and staggered into the bedroom.

She was terribly afraid of him now, and if possible, she would not even be willing to be alone with An Haicheng for a moment.But she knew that if An Haicheng was really allowed to rest in the corridor overnight, then when he woke up tomorrow, she would definitely not be able to escape another beating.

For men, domestic violence is addictive.

The drunk An Haicheng was extremely heavy, and Zhou Yuting reluctantly dragged him onto the bed.In the middle of the journey, An Haicheng uttered a few unconscious ravings. Zhou Yuting was so frightened that she trembled all of a sudden. She lowered her head and repeated confirmation several times until she was sure that An Haicheng had fallen asleep. People moved into bed.

This process was a bit difficult, and when the person was completely moved to the bed, Zhou Yuting was already so tired that she sat on the side panting.Turning her head to look at the man who was sleeping soundly on the bed, her breathing became slightly heavier.

Why?Why does she have to live so hard?She doesn't even know what she did wrong.

Zhou Yuting carefully looked at An Haicheng's face.The young and handsome face that fascinated her at first glance gradually began to lose that dazzling charm as time passed.A body hollowed out by wine and sex, a figure that has begun to lose shape, puffy bags under the eyes, and a tyrannical personality.Everything was far from the "Prince Charming" she had expected at first.She paid so much, youth, beauty, she even killed another woman for this man!

She has worked so hard, how could she become like this?how come?

Zhou Yuting looked at An Haicheng, and then, as if obsessed, she reached out to pick up a pair of scissors that she put on the cabinet, held the handle of the scissors with trembling hands, and slowly stabbed the sharp tip towards An Haicheng's neck ——

"not me!"

However, when the tip of the scissors was about to pierce An Haicheng's neck, An Haicheng suddenly shouted excitedly, "It wasn't me... I didn't... I didn't kill him... No, no... "

Zhou Yuting woke up suddenly by the sudden cry. She looked at the scissors in her hand in horror, stepped back a little in panic, and threw the scissors out casually.

No, no, what did she want to do just now?Kill An Haicheng?Is she crazy!

"I didn't kill it... Get out... Get out!"

An Haicheng on the bed frowned tightly, still mumbling something vaguely, but his face began to sweat, as if he was having some terrible dream: "It's none of my business..."

Zhou Yuting listened to An Haicheng's vague dreams, and looked at him with some doubts.An Haicheng killed someone?Who did you kill?She suppressed the panic in her heart, and moved a little closer, but at this time An Haicheng stopped talking, and just spit out one or two meaningless syllables intermittently, and then, she remained motionless, as if she had really fallen asleep.

"Hai... Haicheng? Haicheng?" Zhou Yuting gently pushed An Haicheng, who turned around with a frown and muttered, and then fell silent again.

Zhou Yuting quietly looked at him for a while, then straightened up, pursed her lips, after a long time, got out of bed, picked up the scissors thrown by herself, held them in her hands for a while, and then bit them. Lower lip, quickly turned around and put it in the drawer.

She can't stay here any longer, no matter what, she must escape as soon as possible.Take the property she deserves, and get out quickly... Must.Ha, the Zhou family doesn't recognize her after divorce?Parents don't have her as a daughter?ha!Zhou Yuting slowly closed the drawer.

She doesn't believe it, as long as she gets the money, is she still afraid that her brother and her parents won't try to curry favor with her?

She doesn't want to be here any longer.She has had enough of this Anjia!