"Mom, do I have any other choices?" An Xiaoxiao looked at Mei Qing with blurred eyes.

"No."

Simple and cruel words, Ling Chi touched An Xiaoxiao's heart full of holes, why, why?
A trace of pain flashed in Mei Qing's eyes. She also doubted her sister's words, but now that no one is here, if she can't even handle this well, then what face will she have to see her after she dies.

Thinking of this, Mei Qing decisively picked up the knife on the table, put it on her neck, and looked at the daughter she raised with her own hands, "Xiaoxiao, marry or not?"

"Mom, put the knife down, let's talk about it?" An Xiaoxiao was anxious and wanted to snatch it away.

"To marry or not to marry." Mei Qing repeated.

Faced with her mother's persecution, An Xiaoxiao lowered her raised hand again. She understood that her mother did this to force her to compromise.

Looking at the knife glowing with white light, An Xiaoxiao smiled, which was uglier than crying, with a hint of heartbreak, her white teeth biting her lips, the little scarlet under the light of the crystal lamp, strangely dazzling.

"I marry."

An Xiaoxiao used all her strength, and after saying these two words, she staggered upstairs, with a "bang", the knife in Mei Qing's hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Xiaoxiao, my daughter, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

An Xiaoxiao went upstairs, locked herself in the bedroom, and cried loudly. She complained and cried before, why did her mother treat her like this? Did she really pick it up?
Jun Mohan played An Xiaoxiao's cell phone over and over again, but no one connected. He was very worried, and took the key and went downstairs directly without caring too much.

Not long after, Jun Mohan came to An Xiaoxiao's home. The two-story building in front of her was barely a villa, and it was said that her father had left it behind.

As soon as Fan Yanran got out of the car, she saw a man standing at the door of her house and hurried over.

"Who are you? You are sneaking around my door because you want to steal something. If you don't leave, I'll call security."

Fan Yanran talked a lot, but she still didn't see Jun Mohan leave, but instead walked into her home. She was anxious, and immediately ran over and stopped him.

"Hey, what about you, deaf or dumb, don't understand me, give me..."

Before the word "roll" came out, Fan Yanran raised her head, and then she saw Jun Mohan's face clearly, her eyes widened immediately, she was so handsome, he was simply the best in the world, if he could have a spring night, this life would be worth it.

Jun Mohan's eyes were full of disgust. What he hated most was this kind of woman with no brains. Seeing him looking at her, Fan Yanran couldn't help being happy, and asked shyly, "Handsome guy, what's your name?" what name?"

"roll."

The disgust could not be concealed by the cold words, Fan Yanran froze there, her face turned red and then pale, it was very ugly, since childhood, which man is not careful to please her, but this man treats her like this, even if he is good-looking She can't be so unscrupulous, if she doesn't treat her well, where will her face be?
"This is my home. You should be the one to get out. If you don't leave, I'll call the police." Fan Yanran said threateningly.

"The owner here is named An, who are you from An Youliang?"

An Youliang, An Xiaoxiao's father, Fan Yanran took a step back when she heard these words, her eyes were a little guilty, "I am his daughter."

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