Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 342 Anbangguo’s plan
Early the next morning, An Bangguo called again.

There is a hint of humility and flattery in the words.

"Xiaoyan, you and Mr. Zhan can take the children home for a meal this weekend. What I said yesterday is true, and...Dad has something very important to tell you."

"What's the matter?" An Yan asked calmly.

An Bangguo took the opportunity to tell the truth: "Dad will tell you when you come back."

An Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Anbangguo is a person who can't afford to be early when there is no profit. Moreover, because the company has been unhappy for a long time, how can he take the initiative to ask her to go back for dinner?

What do you want to calculate?
An Yan originally wanted to refuse, but then she remembered that Qin Shu had repeatedly mentioned the matter in An's basement.

She agreed: "I will bring the children back tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, dad is waiting for you at home!"

An Bangguo responded repeatedly and was so happy that he hung up the phone and got busy, calling the servants to give instructions one by one.

"You go buy the ingredients that the eldest lady likes, and you guys, clean out the eldest lady's room on the second floor. Make sure it is clean!"

The servant responded and went to work. Anbangguo was extremely excited.

It's a good sign that An Yan is willing to go home for dinner.

After all, they are father and daughter, with broken bones and tendons connected, if the time comes to throw out the bombshell news, An Yan will definitely change her attitude towards him.

After being excited for a while, An Bangguo remembered another thing.

He stood up and glanced around.

After making sure that no one was at home, An Bangguo got up and went somewhere.

basement.

In a cold and quiet room, a pale woman lay on the bed with her eyes closed, like the sleeping beauty in a fairy tale, sleeping quietly.

Apart from the door, there is only one small window in the entire basement, which is still made of dark glass.

When the light from outside occasionally comes in, it can only condense into a dark light.

But this dark light shone on the woman's jade-like face, still able to illuminate her breathtaking beauty.

An Bangguo sat down by the bed and stared at the unconscious woman for a long time.

For so many years, because of his guilty conscience, he didn't even dare to look at Bai Yuxin. He always came and went in a hurry.

So much so that he couldn't remember what Bai Yuxin looked like.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized that this woman was still so beautiful.

An Bangguo couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the woman's beautiful face. The unparalleled heartbeat from that year penetrated through the years and struck again.

"Yuxin, after so many years, you are still so beautiful, just like you were when you were young. I still remember that time, when we were trapped on the mountain road by a mudslide, and you stood there like a princess in distress, beautiful and noble. You just Just a glance at me made me feel like I could die for you..."

An Bangguo slowly recounted his sudden awakening of affection, as if all the harm he had caused to Bai Yuxin had never existed.

When it came to the emotional part, he couldn't help but put his face against it and kissed the woman's cold forehead.

After a long time, An Bangguo stood up from the chair beside the bed.

The dim light from the skylight shone on his face, and those long-lasting memories were completely stripped away from reality and covered in dust again.

No matter how many beautiful memories they had between them, things have changed a long time ago.

Bai Yuxin will never come back again, and the weak and beautiful memories between them have long been completely dissipated in the subsequent ferocious events.

Grasping everything he can as much as possible is what he wants to do now.

An Bangguo walked out of the basement, and the door was closed again.

What he didn't know was that after he left, Bai Yuxin, who was sleeping, moved her fingers silently, and two tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

After returning home from get off work, An Yan told Zhan Mochen about going back to An's house for dinner tomorrow.

"...I'm going to go back to explore the truth. I need your help with something." "It's okay to help, but how are you going to thank me?" Zhan Mochen hugged the person with a playful look in his eyes.

An Yan blushed with embarrassment and blurted out without thinking: "You are my husband, and you want me to thank you for doing something for me?"

"Husband?" A smile instantly broke out on Zhan Mo Chenjun's face, and a flame burst out somewhere in his heart.

Only then did An Yan realize what she had said. Her cheeks instantly felt hot, and she stood up and left.

But Zhan Mochen pulled her back and trapped her in his arms. He bit her ear and whispered: "I like to hear it. Call me again to hear it..."

The feeling of danger came, and An Yan felt uneasy and struggled with her hands and feet: "Zhan Mochen, let me go first, I'm talking to you about business..."

"I'm also talking to you about serious matters, important matters in life."

Zhan Mochen leaned forward and suppressed the little woman's struggles.

……

When An Yan spoke to Zhan Mochen about business again, it was already the next morning.

The morning light filtered through the gaps in the curtains that were not closed. An Yan turned over with pain in her back and wanted to cry without tears.

She was wrong, she shouldn't have talked nonsense.

Before she finished her confession, the big hand on her waist seemed to feel her escape and stretched out again.

"Let me go..." An Yan patted that big hand without mercy.

But for that big hand, the force is not as strong as scratching an itch.

"Yan Yan, don't make trouble, let's get down to business." Zhan Mochen hugged the person tightly in his arms and let out a contented sigh.

An Yan was furious, didn't she want to be the one to tell the truth?
She broke the pot and simply curled up in Zhan Mochen's arms, finding a comfortable position for herself to nest in: "I'm going back to An's house for dinner today. You can help me cover up while I go to the basement to see what's going on."

"What basement..." The little woman in his arms was as warm and fragrant as jade, like a delicious fruit. Zhan Mochen was obviously a little distracted.

"I've never heard of it before, but Qin Shu told me twice that there seemed to be something hidden in the An family's basement."

"Qin Shu is not your secretary? How could she know about the An family?"

"Her stepmother Ye Wanrong is Ye Cuiwan's biological sister." An Yan thought for a while and added: "Neither sister is a good person."

"I understand, go ahead and do whatever you want. I'll take care of everything." Zhan Mochen took a deep sniff into the little woman's neck and agreed.

An Yan's neck was particularly sensitive, and she couldn't help but hide away but didn't.

Zhan Mochen curled his lips with satisfaction: "No matter what you want to do, my husband will support you."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I haven't married you yet!" An Yan protested subconsciously.

But as the man clung to her like an octopus, An Yan's protest was almost zero.

In a daze, An Yan understood a truth.

Don't talk to a man in bed early in the morning, it's too unsafe.

By the time the two of them got up, washed up and opened the door, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

The three little ones had already finished their breakfast obediently, each busy with their own business, while Dabai circled around their feet.

An Yan felt happy for a while and patted her hot cheek. It took a while to cool down the temperature on her face, and she went to have breakfast with Zhan Mochen like a thief.

Zhan Mochen couldn't help but laugh: "I'm just sleeping in, are you afraid of this?"

"Don't talk." An Yan said she never wanted to hear this dog man talk again.

Go up early in the morning and waste her time.

Zhan Mochen thought of the beautiful scenery last night and this morning, and looked at An Yan with even more intense eyes.

It's not his fault, who makes little women too attractive?

(End of this chapter)