Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

"You are, such a deep hole... I have told you so many times, let you calm down, I won't let myself be troubled..."

Qiao Ansheng also squeezed Qin Yanchen's hand in distress over there and muttered, habitually blowing on him gently.

Qiao Ansheng's breath flicked on his palm like a feather, and Qin Yanchen felt so painful that he didn't care about this pain.

Now that Qiao Ansheng blows it like this, he can't feel anything except the numbness.

Here, the young couple were sticking together greasy and crookedly, Qin Guangyan looked down without a face, and had to turn his head to deal with the rest of the mess. He was planning to direct the steward to be detained.

But seeing the steward Ren suddenly break free from the shackles of those bodyguards, Qin Guangyan was taken aback for a moment, and yelled anxiously: "Old Ren, you..."

However, he hadn't finished his stumbling and stumbling words before he saw the steward Ren swiftly leaning back and jumping out of the window.

"Old Ren!"

Qin Guangyan took a few steps forward and tried his best to reach out to grab him, but he didn't even touch a corner of his clothes.

The cold wind pierced both ears, and the steward Ren's body fell sharply. The sky was getting farther and farther. I don't know if Xiaoman escaped smoothly?

boom……

A muffled sound!

The human body smashed down from the height of the third floor, causing a sound like a muffled thunder, which smashed into Yao Man's ears.

She had just rushed out of the path in front of the villa and ran towards the door staggeringly, but after hearing the sound, she subconsciously turned her head back.

There was a long silence around her. She stood there, looking back at a long distance.

Vaguely, only a very distorted human figure can be seen on the ground. It is obvious that Yao Man is not very close, but Yao Man has already smelled the strong smell of blood in a daze.

After a few seconds, the panicked sounds from the outside world seemed to squeeze the barrier, layer upon layer and scrambling to squeeze into Yao Man's ears.

The wind blew from there, Yao Man opened her mouth, and was instantly filled with cold wind, she stared at people in the distance blankly.

It seems to be an old and yellowed vision.

In a daze, she saw that when she was a child, she was alone, as she is now, standing at the door of Yao's villa, with the miserable afterglow of the setting sun reflected in her pupils.

She has never seen her parents since she can remember, even if the photos of her parents are clearly hung at home.

When he grows up a little bit, he knows that the horror that happened at home is the only one who survived.

It cannot be said to be lucky or unfortunate. As the only survivor of the massacre, she was fortunate to inherit all the inheritance of the Yao family, and she will have no worries about food and clothing all her life.

She lives alone in the huge and magnificent villa.

There are hordes of servants in the house, but no one dares to approach her. Sometimes people come to the door and look at her with a pity in the eyes.

The servant was even more respectful and respectful to her, but was always talking about her behind her back.

Saying that she was a broom star, killed a family, and lost all of them.

Yao Man sometimes couldn't bear to hide and cry secretly, but she didn't dare to cry too loudly. She shrank in a corner, covering her mouth, for fear of being seen, and even more criticized.

Until one day, as usual, she heard other people's comments, and then secretly ran into the garden, curled up on the ground, covering her mouth, crying silently.

Large drops of tears fell on the ground.

At this time, one of his hands was placed on her shoulders, lifted her whole from the ground, and patted the dust on her little silk skirt.

Yao Man raised his eyes in a daze, and saw a very kind-looking man in a black tuxedo squatting in front of her, smiling gently and asking her: "Miss, why are you crying here alone?"

The man took out a soft silk paw, wiped away the tears on her face little by little, and smoothly wiped her nose clean.

Yao Man strained his immature face, from bottom to top, glanced at the man very cautiously, tilted his head, grabbed a wooden stick on the ground, poked **** the soft ground, and said in a dull tone: "You Who is it and what are you doing here?"

The man always smiled. After wiping her tears, he took out a wet wipe and carefully wiped her hands clean from head to toe.

After wiping, he stood up and bowed to Yao Man.

"Miss, don't be afraid, I am here to take care of you..."

take care of?

Yao Man's eyes widened suspiciously. She looked at the man. After a long while, Yao Man turned her head away. She was still young and shook her head in a fit of anger.

"I don't need someone to take care of... anyway... anyway, you people will think I'm a broom star..."

She sniffed, and continued to poke the dirt under her feet into pits with the small wooden stick in her hand.

"My parents too... why did they give birth to me and leave me here... I hate you..."

The smile on the man's face stiffened for a while, he froze for a moment, and then returned to normal, his smile became softer, and suddenly he stretched out his hand, gently pulling Yao Man's hand over and wrapping it with his big hand.

"Don't think so, your parents... they, they must have... some unspeakable reason."

Yao Man asked, "What's the reason?"

The man paused, his brows somehow had a shallow scar, he condensed his eyebrows, as if thinking of a suitable reason.

"Perhaps, he wants you to live more decently."

Yao Man didn't speak, but opened his eyes, staring at the man in front of him in a daze, the man whispered softly.

"If possible, he hopes to leave all the good things to you, but compared to this, he hopes that the rest of your life will be able to live in the sun with integrity, in the name of your mother and daughter..."

The man's words were too profound for Yao Man at the time, Yao Man didn't understand at all, and the only thing he could remember was the next sentence after him.

"How can there be parents who don't care for their children in the world?"

She looked up at the man standing next to her.

He was very tall, and his figure completely covered Yao Man. After comforting Yao Man, he led Yao Man out.

At that moment, Yao Man felt a kind of warmth for no reason. After a long absence, she was very familiar with this man who appeared suddenly.

That kind of feeling is very strange, like it was carved in the blood a long time ago, and the familiar ones are like relatives.

She looked at the man's smiling face, and through the man, she seemed to see her father comforting herself softly.

The man obviously looks ordinary, and his father's photo is hung up at home. He can't even reach one ten-thousandth of his father's, but Yao Man just thinks he is like his father.

She couldn't tell exactly where it looked like.