Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 451 Xiao Wan, Save Me

An Xiangwan just felt that, if so, what else would she tell her that the secret of An Jixing had anything to do with her?
If not, isn't it very contradictory?

"If you want to know, I will tell you in detail after you help Xiaoya get back the vice position."

After Su Peici confirmed that An Xiangwan hooked up, she resumed her usual superior posture, and ended the call after speaking.

What An Xiangwan was most upset about was Su Peici's attitude, but her words had aroused her interest.

Looking at the yard where spring is sprouting, I feel heavy, as if my breath is stuck in my bronchi.

Put away the phone, took a few deep breaths, curved a faint smile, turned and entered the room.

In the living room, Zong Che was sitting silently watching TV. It was interesting enough for Zhuang Yuansheng and Dun He to play with Guagua, and the Spring Festival program did not appeal to them at all.

An Xiangwan glanced at her father, and wanted to ask him to talk to him alone. She wanted to ask him if she was born to Su Pace, because she cared a lot about what Su Pace said just now, and she really wanted to know the answer immediately, otherwise her heart would be broken. Guessing is like tens of thousands of ants gnawing, anxious and restless.

Zong Che saw that Ren'er came back restlessly, and wondered who called her just now.

"what happened?"

He stretched out his big hand to hold her catkin, trying to give her some peace of mind.

An Xiangwan hesitated, and after three or four seconds, he turned his head and whispered in his ear, "Go upstairs and talk."

Zong Che nodded: "Yes."

The young couple said something to the elders and went upstairs.

After entering the room and closing the door, An Xiangwan pulled him to sit by the bed. The male ghost thought she was going to do something, and he was a little expectant.

"Pace Su called me just now, and she said that you asked Wudang to remove An Yuya's deputy."

After hearing this, Zong Che frowned slightly, thinking that the people of the An family were too ridiculous and regarded himself as too influential.

"No."

An Xiangwan knew that he didn't need to lie about such a trivial matter. Su Peici was thinking too much.

"She said that she used a secret of An Jixing as a condition of the transaction, and asked me to help An Yuya get back the vice position, and this secret has something to do with my life experience..."

If she can, she doesn't want to help at all, but she wants to know her life experience.

However, according to Zongche, it was just a little bit of information, not enough for him to come forward.

"Don't worry about her. If she really wants to tell you, she won't hang you with this so-called secret. If you ignore her, she will be more anxious. Now she wants to ask you. If you really want to know, I can help you investigate."

"it is good."

An Xiangwan has always been brooding about the past. She was wronged and imprisoned, and she always wanted to clear her innocence.

*
Late at night.

The hazy first-quarter moon outside the window seemed to be covered with a layer of water vapor, and its weak light did not illuminate the earth.

In the room, on the other side of the bed, there was the sound of cloth being rubbed from time to time.

Zong Che was not here tonight, and went back to the underworld to host the New Year celebration, only Guagua was by An Xiangwan's side.

At this moment, she was tossing and turning, sweating profusely, and her whole body was in a nightmare state...

In the nightmare, she was chased and killed by a middle-aged man who couldn't see her face clearly with a sharp kitchen knife, and the man slashed straight at her Tianling Gai.

It is said that if the sky spirit cover is broken in a dream, one will die in the dream, and the body outside the dream will also rot after seven days.

This middle-aged man who couldn't see his face clearly looked like An Jixing to her.

Maybe it was because of Su Peici's phone call during the day that she thought about it every day and dreamed about it at night?

After running desperately for an unknown amount of time in the dream, the middle-aged man disappeared without a trace.

But as soon as she turned around, his close-up face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Before she could dodge, he had already tightly grasped her arm with one hand, and raised the kitchen knife with the other hand, which was about to be chopped off. The middle-aged man suddenly turned into An Weiyi's painful face.

"Xiao Wan, help me..."

(End of this chapter)