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

Chapter 9

Zhanyi Group.

Zhan Mo Chenxiu's long fingers slid randomly on the iPad until his eyes fell on one place and suddenly stopped moving.

Did this woman suddenly go abroad six years ago?

Zhan Mochen's eyes were deep in thought. An Bangguo said that his daughter went abroad to recuperate. Is it really just that she went abroad to recuperate?

"Only found these?"

Ding Hao stood upright and quickly replied: "Master Zhan, everything that can be found so far is here."

Ding Hao investigated very carefully and found out all the information from An Yan's birth to her adulthood.

It's just obvious that Zhan Mochen is not satisfied with this investigation information.

"You fell ill and went abroad to recuperate six years ago, do you believe it?" Zhan Mochen tapped his knuckles on the table rhythmically.

Ding Hao lowered his head and replied: "Master Zhan, this is what we found in the investigation."

Zhan Mochen asked noncommittally: "How come you only have two years of experience abroad?"

Ding Hao's heart tightened.

He actually found it strange that during An Yan's six years abroad, except for her two years of experience working for an internationally renowned company, the rest was completely blank.

But the more this happens, the more suspicious it becomes.

Six years ago, she was just a newly graduated college student. It was impossible for her to have such magical power to delete these materials. Who else was behind her?

Department of Design.

An Qi had just returned from making a phone call outside, and she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

An Yan came out with her bag, obviously going out.

When passing An Qi's work station, she suddenly stopped.

"Designer An, pack up and go out with me."

Of course An Qi knew who An Yan was going out to see. She didn't say anything and followed An Yan obediently.

Lige Entertainment Club.

After An Yan walked in, she realized that what she had expected was right. This was really not a serious place to talk about work.

The music is endless, and women on the dance floor are wearing revealing slender waists, clinging to the men in front of them like boneless molluscs.

An Yan glanced at it and looked away indifferently.

"Where is Mr. Huang?" An Yan asked the people around her.

An Qi subconsciously led An Yan forward and stopped in front of a box.

An Yan opened the box door without even looking at her.

An Qi suddenly shivered.

It was An Yan who made the appointment, and the time and place were both arranged by An Yan and Mr. Huang. But why did this woman ask this question just now?
Does this bitch know something?
When An Qi hesitated, the voices of men and women talking could be heard in the box.

She gritted her teeth and walked in.

Huang Yaoan's cloudy eyes stared straight at An Yan, and the salivation in his eyes was simply disgusting.

"I didn't expect Director An to be such a beautiful person. Come and sit here." Huang Yaoan tried his best to look decent.

But his shy beer belly and swollen, wrinkled face seemed unconventional.

An Yan sat down in a seat one person away from Huang Yaoan.

"Mr. Huang, Designer An said you were not satisfied with our previous plan?" An Yan asked straight to the point.

Huang Yaoan was not in a hurry to talk about work. He shook his head and said: "Director An, this is the first time we have met. Meeting is fate. Why don't we have a drink first?"

Of course, drunk warmth does not mean wine.

Huang Yaoan raised the wine glass in front of him and handed it to An Yan.An Qi was secretly happy.

This Huang Yaoan is not an ordinary pervert, he is a pervert who often takes advantage of cooperation opportunities to attack female clients he likes, and he does so by any means necessary.

If she hadn't taken the identity of Zhan Mochen's girlfriend, she would have been killed by this pervert.

An Yan looked at the wine glass in front of her, slowly raised her hand and held it in her hand.

She knew only too well what would be in the wine.

"Okay, let me toast you first." An Yan raised her head and drank from the glass of wine.

An Qi kept watching An Yan's movements closely.

The woman's slender, white and slender neck slightly curves into a graceful arc, and her delicate and delicate chin is as white as jade. All of this is so beautiful.

Huang Yaoan's eyes almost dropped to the ground, and he quickly drank the wine in the glass.

The ingredients in his glass of wine are naturally different from those in An Yan's glass.

Seeing An Yan drink the wine, Huang Yaoan couldn't wait any longer. He looked at An Qi aside.

An Qi understood the idea, raised her feet and prepared to walk out.

"Sister!" An Yan suddenly called her.

Angie felt a chill.

An Yan had never called her that.

"Designer An is your sister?" Huang Yaoan also came to his senses.

No wonder both of them are named An. The two sisters are both beautiful. Although the younger sister is not as good as the older sister, she is not bad either.

I really don’t know what it’s like for two sisters to be together, Huang Yao’an thought about it.

"It turns out that Mr. Huang doesn't know. Although my sister has a boyfriend, she has a conservative personality. My family's tutor is strict and girls are never allowed to stay outside without being married. Isn't that right, sister?" An Yan said and stood up. Suddenly he hugged An Qi's shoulders.

"You, what are you going to do..." An Qi was frightened and wanted to push her away.

Huang Yaoan's eyes lit up again when he heard this.

The fire in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

An Yan smiled tenderly at Huang Yao'an, picked up the wine glass and suddenly poured it into An Qi's mouth.

"Come, have a drink with Mr. Huang."

Huang Yaoan's eyes were bright and he was so happy that he almost applauded.

How can he care so much at this time?

"What are you... doing... bitch..." An Qi struggled to resist, but the hand around her neck was like an iron hoop, holding her tightly.

The bright red wine overflowed from An Yan's red lips.

Huang Yaoan gasped.

"Come!" Huang Yaoan took action.

An Yan cleverly turned to one side and pushed An Qi forward.

"what!"

After the world was spinning, An Qi was pulled into Huang Yaoan's arms.

An Qi struggled desperately, but it had the opposite effect.

It's over, it's over.

A drop of crystal tears fell from the corner of her eyes, and An Qi's pupils shrank violently.

The door was quietly opened, and a slender figure quickly flashed out.

Bitch!
(End of this chapter)