Sir, you are too sweet

Chapter 798
"An Xiaoyuan, you don't need them. Uncle has treated you best since childhood."

Sadness mixed with anger and despair caused An Xiaoyuan to have severe nausea and retched a few times.

"Anson! Are you human? My grandfather is your father!"

Tears of despair flowed down her eyes, and her heart throbbed.

Looking at An Sen as if looking at a monster, his body trembled slightly.

An Sen's eyes were dark and intense, he suddenly sneered a few times, stepped forward without warning, and pinched An Xiaoyuan's chin with his fingers.

"Xiaoyuan, if uncle was not human, you would not be here intact."

Hearing this, An Xiaoyuan only felt the wind blowing, and she instinctively stepped back to avoid An Sen's touch.

An Sen's calm eyes glanced at An Xiaoyuan, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Look at the time, it should be time for An Lin to be executed."

A fluttering sentence drove An Xiaoyuan's heart into the cold bottom of the lake, her emotions collapsed, her face turned pale, and her usually bright eyes became dull.

How could things be like this!
Anson chuckled a few times, then turned and walked out of the room.

After leaving the room, he looked up at the man guarding the door, and said in a cold tone: "Find someone to take her there for me."

He, An Xiaoyuan, completely despaired of An Lin, and made her understand that the only one she could rely on in the future was herself.

The man guarding the gate nodded respectfully, "Yes sir."

After that, Ansen left the place where An Xiaoyuan was imprisoned, and went to the front yard of the Andfer family.

There is a large fountain in the front yard, and right in front of it is an open space paved with marble, which is very wide, and there are tightly organized flower beds on both sides.

Those who have the right to speak in the Anderfer family have arrived, surrounded by both sides, with sad expressions mixed with anger on their faces, tears in their eyes, and the atmosphere is heavy and outrageous.

In the center was An Lin who was being threatened. He was thin, with disheveled hair, his hands were tied, and he was kneeling against the marble wall.

Standing on both sides of him were guards trained by the Anderfer family, with guns in their hands.

It was noon, and the pale and dazzling autumn sun didn't have much warmth, and the breeze blowing mercilessly took away a little bit of warmth, making people feel cold.

Everyone staring at An Lin who was kneeling on the ground saw An Sen approaching, couldn't hold back the anger in their hearts, and rushed to speak.

"Anson, it's time to execute this white-eyed wolf, let him go to heaven to atone for the old man!"

"Yeah, Anson, don't worry about that bit of brotherhood at this time."

Hearing everyone's words, An Lin, who was kneeling in the center with his head down, felt it was ridiculous. An embarrassed smile appeared on his face, and he let out a frightening sneer.

"Ansen, Ansen, is your blood cold?!"

When he was speaking, he suddenly raised his deep-socketed but sharp eyes to look at An Sen.

This kind of gaze made everyone else stunned when they saw it, but Anson just smiled lightly.

"An Lin, you are the one who is cold. Father has never treated you badly, and I have never fought with you for the right to inherit. As long as you have a conscience, you will not hurt father."

The righteous words he said these words, the gentle aura in the past became firm.

Everyone also cast questioning glances at An Lin, reluctant to strip him alive.

The expression on An Lin's face suddenly became relieved, and he shook his head desolately with a bitter smile of despair.

At this moment, two guards came to the scene pressing An Xiaoyuan.

"dad!"

Seeing An Lin kneeling, she shouted in a hoarse voice.

(End of this chapter)