The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

An Yibei patted her back gently, giving An Xia Xia gas, her thin lips pressed into a straight line, she refused to speak.

An Xia Xia cried and asked, "Who is she? Who is it? Why does she look so much like me ... why did she die ..."

As if the most important person in life has disappeared, the kind of pain cannot be felt by the parties.

Anxiaxia felt that she was going to die uncomfortably.

An Yibei looked at her crying and choking, her heart twitched hard, and almost wanted to tell her the truth. When the words came to her lips, she became as indifferent and sharp as ever: "There are more people who look like in the world , An Xia Xia, you are too arrogant, is there any cry? "

An Xia Xia stared at him with a stunned look. An Yibei continued, "It's just the victim of a case I was responsible for before. What nerve do you make?"

Make a nerve? He said he was nervous?

She is no longer a child, why should she perfuse her with such a poor excuse?

"Brother ... tell me, please tell me, who is she ... what does it have to do with me ..." Anxiaxia asked crying.

An Yibei sneered: "Why does she have a relationship with you? You have to be whimsical. In this world, only you, me, dad, mom, and anyone else?"

The more decisive he was, the more excited Anxiaxia was.

Anxiaxia gritted her teeth: "But I have nothing to do with you! I'm not your sister!"

As soon as this word came out, An Yibei seemed to have been struck by an electric shock, and there was only a trembling of his fingertips to betray his anger at the moment.

"Anxiaxia, say it again!" He drank.

"It's okay! It's okay! I have nothing to do with you!" Anxiaxia wiped her tears. "What do you think you're great? Except for stimulating others with poisonous tongues, what else can you do? An Yibei, you talk too hurtful!"

She was so good-natured that she never bumped into her family from a young age, and today she broke out like a catharsis. ,

An Yibei shook his fist, and the blue muscles on the back of his hands bulged.

"It doesn't matter? Do you think Anjia has supported you for more than ten years, will it be okay in the end?" An Yibei's voice was somber and scary.

Anxia Xia stubbornly removed his face, An Yi Beibei stood up and said, Ling Ling: "Since we think we have nothing to do, let's go!"

"What's wrong with you?" Father An, who was lying in bed, heard the movement, held the door weakly, heard An Yibei's last sentence, and looked ugly: "Shit! How can you talk to your sister! Apologize! ! "

A cruel radian raised in the corner of An Yibei's mouth: "Sister? Sorry, I don't have any sister, you and my mother, didn't you just give birth to me?"

"An Yibei!" Dad An was shocked, Anxiaxia sobbed a few times, stood up, changed his shoes and left.

Father An wants to chase her, but he has insufficient energy and can only swear An Yibei: "You have gunpowder today? How can you say such a heavy word to Xia Xia?"

His son is unusually powerful today.

An Yibei was silent for a while, and said lightly, "She asked for it."

He closed the computer hard, and his left atrium seemed to have collapsed into his bones.

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Anxiaxia wasn't far away before she was stopped by a loud scream.

"Xia Xia! Stand still and don't move!"