Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 113 Yes, the days of Anjia really make me hard to let go.

An Xiangwan looked at the sound, and forced a smile on his face. Because he was An Weiyi's bodyguard, he treated him calmly.

"Mr. An invited me over."

The man looked at her with obvious hostility and vigilance. After listening, he said a few words to the others on the walkie-talkie. Because it was a headset, An Xiangwan didn't know what they exchanged.

After a short meeting, the man let her pass.

Anjia belongs to the retro style of Huaxia, with pavilions, verandas, attics, monasteries, and rock gardens. I remember that most of the interior layouts are made of mahogany.

Walking through the front yard, I met many disciples of the An family on the road. Under the baptism of their strange eyes of talking, An Xiangwan walked in high-spiritedly. Now she has enough skills to fight against An Jixing. The last bit of timidity in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Stepping into the door, I saw An Yuya's arrogant face, wearing a set of white casual home clothes, sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for her door, the bodyguard must have notified her just now, otherwise why did she put on such a stinky face timely.

An Yuya actually didn't want to see An Xiangwan enter An's house very much, seeing her felt like a thorn in her heart, she was very unhappy.

However, because of what happened three years ago, An Xiangwan's character and image are already in bad shape. The day before yesterday, An Jixing ordered Su Peici to let her go back to An's house, just to persuade her to give up the contract with Mr. Zong.

Once she really makes a contract with Mr. Zong, what will happen in the future?
"Sister, I didn't expect you to come here so early. It seems that you still miss the days in An's house."

An Yuya didn't want to use the word "go home", if she said it like that, it would be like tacitly acquiescing that she is from the An family, and she was subconsciously rejecting it.

"Yeah, I really can't let go of the days when I was in Anjia."

How could An Xiangwan forget how they treated her before?

As soon as he entered the door, there was already smoke and war, and this lunch must have choked his throat.

"But don't forget, I'm the young master here, and if you want to enter this door, you have to get my consent."

An Yuya's words were ostentatious, even if the incident on Jigang Ri failed that day, it did not affect her inheritance of the An family.

Although it was embarrassing, the marketing methods of Anji Tour are very good, and the lost dignity at that time has long been restored.

"Oh." An Xiangwan smiled lightly, not taking it seriously, walked to the sofa and chose a seat at random.

Recalling that four years ago, this was an area she could rarely set foot in, because An Jixing didn't like her granddaughter who was a foreigner, so she ordered Su Peici to take care of her and not run around.

When they were eating, she couldn't appear in front of them at all, let alone eating on the same table.Most of the time, she ate in the cafeteria with the disciples who came to learn art, but An Zhaotang passed away because of the accident. After An Weiyi became a vegetable, she couldn't even go to the cafeteria, and she The three meals in my life are eaten only when people think about them, or even they can't remember them on purpose.

An Yuya always gave her alms with a hypocritical attitude. In order to survive, she has been swallowing her anger, believing that one day, she will stand out and become self-reliant, and no longer need Anjia to give her a cold meal.

Seeing her indifferent response, An Yuya felt a little dissatisfied in her heart. She thought that if she inherited the An family, An Xiangwan would be disappointed and sad.

At this time on the stairs, Su Peici followed An Jixing downstairs, she was really a good daughter-in-law who was filial to her father-in-law.

(End of this chapter)