"Do you know anything?"

An Yun asked Father An in a deep voice, Father An's behavior was really abnormal, his attitude towards An Ge was very strange, he must know something.

"What should I know? How could I know! It's my fault!"

Father An seemed to be talking to himself, his tone was a little crazy, and he didn't care about their reactions after speaking, and walked downstairs by himself.

Father An, who is nearly half a hundred years old, has a little rickety on his back, which adds a bit of gloom to him.

An Yun frowned, looking at the back of An's father slowly walking away, and felt that he couldn't understand his father more and more.

"An Yun, don't think about it!"

Ling Zhixuan patted An Yun's shoulder, and his tone was as gentle as ever, as if it wasn't him who was injured at that time.

"Zhixuan, your hand!" An Yun came back to his senses.

"It's no big deal. ”

An Yun looked at his hand, it was no longer bleeding, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, why did you want to come to the house?"

"My sister, you know. ”

Ling Zhixuan blinked, unable to hear any tone.

An Yun looked at Ling Nuan and felt that her head hurt even more. What is the relationship between my sister and Ling Nuan? What does my father know? What did he do wrong? How do An Ge and An Qi get along? These questions are all intertwined, but without exception, these things are all related to An Ge.

Ange, Ange, what have you been through?

An Ge dreamed that she was running, and she didn't know what she was running away from? There were hideous faces all around, people who died in car accidents, people who jumped off buildings, people who drowned...... A lot of people surrounded her, shouting something.

She ran, and a group of men in white coats grabbed her!

Do!

Where is she going?

She wants to shout!

I can't shout, my throat seems to be stuck in something, it hurts!

Let me go!

Let go!

An Ge opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were dizzy, and he was shocked by the snow-white ceiling.

Where is she?

Oh yes, she's back!

An Ge tried to straighten up, his whole body was soft, he didn't have any strength at all, he opened his mouth to call someone, and found that his throat was dry and painful.

"Miss is awake!"

Aunt Liu, who pushed the door in, found that An Ge had woken up.

"Miss want to drink water!"

An Ge nodded a little sluggishly.

"Miss, you're very sick this time! You've slept all day!"

"Miss wants to eat or not. ”

An Ge drank water, shook his head, and did not speak.

Aunt Liu saw that An Ge didn't speak, and she didn't say anything more, so she packed up and went out.

An Ge looked out the window, was she already fragile like this? As soon as the reunion left, she was sick.

A self-deprecating smile tugged at the corner of An Ge's mouth and slowly got up.

Walking downstairs, the living room was empty, the silence was frightening, the maid was not there, the family was not there, and the whole villa seemed to be the only one.

She walked to the balcony, and it was so high! What are you going to do?

She had nothing to do, no hobbies, and she felt like she was dead for eight years.

If you can't even find the meaning of your existence, can you still live?

This is what Father An saw when he came back.

An Ge stood on the balcony, his skin was so white as if it had been transparent, probably because he was sick, An Ge was very unstable, as if he would fall down when the wind blew.

An's father was so frightened that he went into cardiac arrest,

"Ange!"

An Ge looked down at the ground, An's father was calling her, what did he think he was going to do?

It's time to do something!

"Ange, what are you doing? #Down!"

"Bask in the sun. ”

"Don't get so close to the balcony, danger!"

"I'm bored. "An Ge looked up at the sky,*.

"I'll ask your brother to take you out to play. ”

An Ge shook his head.

"Ange, you used to like to draw the most, you go learn to paint!"

Still shaking his head.

Father An looked at An Ge, he didn't know his daughter, what she liked, what did she want? He didn't know anything, how to make her happy?

"Go to the company. ”

"You're going to the company!"

Father An was shocked, he could see that An Ge was not a person who liked to be lively, and her mind was very simple. Father An didn't expect An Ge to make this request.

From a rational point of view, he should refuse, An Ge just returned to Anjia, he didn't understand anything, and he didn't know what to do when he went to the company, but he knew that he wouldn't and couldn't refuse.

"Okay, Dad has arranged it for you. ”

Unexpectedly, An Ge still shook his head.

"An Ge, don't you want me to arrange it?"

An Ge looked at Father An, still shaking his head.

Suddenly, Father An seemed to understand something, and his face changed.

"You, do you want to go to Mo Qiyan's company. ”

An Ge stared at Father An and nodded slowly.

"An Ge, isn't it good for you to go to Anjia's company? Dad can take care of you! Why do you want to go to Mo Qiyan's company?"

An Ge didn't speak, just looked at Father An.

Why? Maybe he was unwilling! He was unwilling to marry, and he was unwilling to go to his company, and if he had made a different choice, would there have been a different ending?

She wanted to see it, walk out the door, this is a different life!

"She thought of Mo Shi coming, hehe, is your company going down?"

When Mo Qiyan heard the news, he was informed by Old Man Mo. Yes, it's a notice, an order, a what? Is this to cultivate feelings?

It's really not that he is narcissistic, they first had a marriage contract, and then arranged people to his company, can this mind be more obvious?

Give her an easy and convenient position! A person who doesn't know anything! Isn't it just an idler!

So he asked An Yun out for the first time and asked what the situation was, didn't he say that he was not rare?

An Jun didn't answer him, he couldn't see what his sister meant now, since she returned to An's house, there were secrets everywhere, and his father seemed to know something.

"Can you take care of her. ”

"Anyun, you tell me, you know what she means. ”

An Yun shook her head,

"I don't know. ”

Mo Qiyan looked at his friend and took a deep breath.

"I will take care of him, but only as a brother and friend, An Yun, I can't give her anything. ”

An Yun took a sip of wine fiercely,

"Good!"