Hot...... It's hot......

Anya felt like she was being dragged forward by two women, one left and one right.

"Go faster, we have to get her into the room before Yi Ling."

The urging voice of the woman sounded in my ear, sounding nervous and urgent.

"Oops, Mom! I'm breaking my arm! This fool is so heavy, he can't go anywhere faster! ”

Unlike the slightly deep female voice just now, this time she spoke like a young woman.

Her voice was impatient, and her tone was full of pampering.

"If you can't go fast, you have to go. An Yao, your father finally asked Yi Ling to drink the drugged wine. If we can't succeed this time, then we will settle down in turn! ”

The young woman named An Yao pursed her lips and looked at Anya, who was already groggy and weak, and a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes:

"It's cheap, you idiot!"

Still unrelieved after scolding, she took the opportunity to twist the inside of her arm while supporting Anya.

Anya snorted, but her body was so heavy that she couldn't react.

The other older woman naturally saw An Yao's small movements, but she looked away and pretended not to see it.

She Liu Jinghua graduated at the age of 23, married An Boxiong at the age of 25, and became the wife of the chairman of the An family. Everyone envied her for her ability to marry a good husband again, and she should have lived a smooth life, but at the age of 27, she gave birth to Anya, a child born with dementia.

For a time, the news that Mrs. An gave birth to a child with dementia spread overwhelmingly. Her husband colded her, her mother-in-law excluded her, and outsiders laughed at her. All of them, it seems that between that year, Liu Jinghua fell from the clouds to the bottom.

The two of them dragged Anya into a guest room, looking at the eldest daughter who fell unconscious on the bed, Liu Jinghua did not feel any pity in his heart. Anya is her only shame, an eternal stain on the An family, and her existence is forever rooted in Liu Jinghua's heart like a thorn.

Liu Jinghua didn't even dare to imagine that if she hadn't given birth to An Yao later, her marriage with An Boxiong would have been maintained.

So when An Boxiong wanted to use his daughter to frame Yi Ling, Liu Jinghua proposed Anya without thinking about it.

Looking at Anya, who was paralyzed and unconscious, Liu Jinghua knew that if things really succeeded, Yi Ling would not tolerate her at all.

But Liu Jinghua didn't say a word after all, and indifferently pulled An Yao to the door and closed the door directly.

With a snap, the room was completely cut off from the outside world. Even Anya's gasps could be heard clearly in the empty room.

Hot and thirsty, trying to crawl to find water, but not even the strength to move.

What's wrong with her? Obviously, I was still in the company just to catch up on the project, but I was too tired to squint for a while, and then I opened my eyes and changed to a strange environment.

And their own body ...... It's also weird.

The An family did everything they could, but they didn't expect that as early as in the corridor, the owner of this body was no longer the eldest daughter of dementia, but the female white-collar "Anya" of the same name and appearance in another world.

Soon there was a sound outside the door, the lights were turned on, and Anya frowned subconsciously.

She felt faintly uneasy, but she didn't even have the strength to move.

Just listen to the leather shoes on the ground, and the sound of walking on the marble is smooth and crisp.

Little by little, walk into the house.

The silence amplified the senses, and Anya could feel the man's unbridled scrutiny.

As if hot air was coming out of the skin, his cheeks were red and he had difficulty breathing. The fool also understood that something was wrong with his body, and Anya shook her head sadly, trying to suppress the change in her body, waiting for an opportunity to find a way.

An indifferent sneer sounded overhead, and the magnetic voice was filled with disdainful disdain:

"An Boxiong really does everything, and even his own daughter is willing to take it out and drugged."

It's a nice man's voice, but it's also the first voice Anya has heard in her memory.

An Boxiong...... Pro-daughter?

When I was eight years old, my parents were in a car accident and died, who is this An Boxiong?

Anya clearly remembered that she fell asleep while working in front of the computer, but when she woke up, she was carried into this strange room.

Combined with what the mother and daughter had just said to the man in front of them, it seems that they were drugged by someone else.

If that is the case, then the situation is very dangerous.

I had to explain quickly, Anya struggled and wanted to speak out:

"Sir...... Not! ”

Before the words were finished, the neck had been firmly choked, and the threat of death made Anya sober up instantly.

"Does An Boxiong look down on you too much, or do you think I, Yi Ling, am a good underdog? A dementia dares to send me to bed? ”

The cold words rang in his ears, and the man slowly retracted his strength, trying to strangle her to death.

Anya struggled to open her eyes, her mouth slightly open, and the tears in her eyes allowed her to only get a rough look at the man's face.

The man leaned over and pressed it to his ear, and whispered softly:

"Your father only thinks about drugging me and then sending you in, so that he can successfully lead people to break me and frame me. But I didn't think about how easy it was for me to break this game, as long as I ...... Just die. ”

The cold tone of his voice was chilling, but the man continued slowly:

"You say, when he opens the door and sees his daughter dead in the house, what will his expression be? There's been a lot of messing up lately, so I'm going to use you as an example......"

The man spoke lightly about the plan, as if killing a person was as simple as pinching an ant to death, even if the one who sacrificed was so innocent.

Anya's attitude of indifference shocked Anya, and resentment slowly welled up in her heart. So? What is human life in the eyes of this man? The two sides fight each other, but they want to become innocent victims?

Anya is naturally stubborn and will never be slaughtered like a fish on a board.

She turned her head with great effort, and looked coldly at the side face of the man who was still leaning over her ear and close at hand.

Don't give him any chance to react. I raised my head, opened my mouth, and bit it cleanly.

Anya has fire in her heart, and her mouth is fast and ruthless.

Sure enough, the man's voice stopped abruptly, and Anya could even feel his slightly stiff body.

Xu was too surprised, the man was stunned for a moment, and then slowly let go of the hand holding Anya's neck, and instead pushed her shoulder, pressing Anya back to the bed.

The complex and inquiring gaze looked at Anya, and her face was cold, but at the moment it was covered with a clear and comical tooth mark.

Anya was happy in her heart, and spoke with a provocative and disdainful look:

"Only...... Know...... Bullying a woman's ...... Bastard! ”

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, as if it was an accident. Holding his hands, he watched with interest as Anya scolded herself.

"Fowl... Beast! Change...... State! If...... I'm dead, do ...... It's not ...... to be a ghost Leave you alone! ”