An Nian glanced at the bright sunshine outside and squinted her eyes, Huo Junyuan, is this your revenge on me?

"Go back and rest." She smiled lightly, "I've been looking for so long, and I'm tired." ”

When she got home at night, she gently patted Zimo to lull him to sleep, looked at the similar cheeks of her son and brother, and sighed faintly, "When we find my brother and sister, let's leave here, okay?"

When night fell, in the office of the president of L Group, the man's face was pale, and the low air pressure on his body made the temperature in the office drop by more than ten degrees.

Even Wu Qing, who had stayed by his side for the longest time, couldn't hold it anymore, and said softly: "Young master, you, you should go back and rest." ”

Huo Junyuan waved his hand: "Go out." ”

Wu Qing wanted to speak and stopped, but seeing Huo Junyuan's expression, he could only nod and turn around, and quietly closed the door of the office when he left.

The young master and the young lady were originally such a good pair, how did they get to where they are today?

He stared at the information on the table, and his heart felt like a thorn in it, and he couldn't get rid of it until he pulled it out.

Simon Ham is a well-known psychiatric clinic doctor in Canada.

It was all he could find.

The next day, An Nian got up to take care of his son's washing, and when he took him downstairs, Si Minghan was already sitting in the car waiting for them, and when he saw them coming out, he opened the car door and came down, took Zimo in his arms, and smiled at An Nian: "Where do you want to go today?" ”

"School." An Nian lowered her eyes, and deep self-reproach flashed in her eyes.

Ziyu should be a big child, and Wanwan should grow taller.

"We're going to see my brother and sister." An Nian tucked her son's little hand into her sleeve.

Not far away, in the black car, Huo Junyuan stared closely at the three people not far away, and his fingers on the steering wheel tightened.

At the school gate, when An Nian asked to see Huo Ziyu and Huo Ziqing, the school teacher was confused: "Sorry, there are no two students here." ”

An Nian's face turned pale, they changed schools, it was Huo Junyuan, it must be him.

"Niannian, are you okay?" Si Minghan said with concern, seeing her body shaking, he quickly took Zimo over and hugged him into his arms, "Let's get in the car and rest for a while." ”

An Nian's soles were weak, and all she could think about was what she would do if Huo Junyuan insisted on not letting her see the child?

When she came back after two years, she found that she was still no match for him, and every move he made could make her powerless to resist.

The modeling house could not be opened, and the child could not be seen, and she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong-" The mobile phone rang suddenly, breaking the unbearable silence.

"Miss An, I am the crew of "Moon Like a Hook", please bring a sample to the company, and our investors will review it personally."

An Nian seemed to see the dawn in the darkness, and took a deep breath: "Okay, I will be there on time." ”

Fortunately, there is no end to it.

"You take Zimo home, I'll go to the crew." An Nian cheered up.

Si Minghan smiled slightly: "I'll send you over." ”

All the way to the company building, An Nian hugged Zimo, kissed him on the cheek and put him back in the baby seat: "Good baby, Mommy will go home soon." ”

An Nian habitually backs up the design draft in his mobile phone, so according to the address prompted by the message, he knocked on the door and entered: "Hello, I am An Nian, the designer of Zimo Modeling House, and I am here to hand in the cheongsam sample of "Moon Like a Hook". ”

She finished speaking in one breath before she looked up, behind the wide desk, the man was sitting in the boss's chair with his back to the door, and the coercion on his body made An Nian feel inexplicably familiar.

Could it be......

"Impossible." She silently denied it in her heart, even if Huo Junyuan was powerful, it was impossible to cover the sky with one hand.

But in the next second, the man's harsh voice broke through the air, completely annihilating An Nian's self-deception.

"We meet again." Huo Junyuan turned around, his fingers propped up on the desk, and his eyes fell on An Nian's face like the most sophisticated strafing instrument, "Designer An." ”

An Nian let out a "chuckle" in his heart, and subconsciously turned around to leave, but was retained by Huo Junyuan's words.

"Don't you want to know the news of the two children?" Huo Junyuan stared at the weak and thin body at the door, what the hell happened, she would change so much that he couldn't find the slightest trace of the year on her.

An Nian clenched her fingers, her nails habitually pinched into her palms, and it hurt hotly, she slowly turned around and walked forward step by step: "Where is the child?" ”

"Looks like there's still someone here that you're worried about." Huo Junyuan sneered, but it wasn't him, not him.

An Nian's heart surged, suppressed the turbulent emotions, and looked into his deep eyes: "Tell me, where are they?" ”

"Move back to the villa." Huo Junyuan said coldly, his cruel tone had no room for change, "Otherwise, you won't want to see it for the rest of your life." ”

An Nian's body shook, looked at Huo Junyuan in disbelief, and bit his lip: "You and Zhao Ruomei are in love with each other, won't it be an eyesore for me to go back?" ”

Huo Junyuan's heart moved, but when he thought of Si Minghan, the faint flame that had just been born in his heart was instantly extinguished, and he replied unceremoniously: "She lives elsewhere and doesn't like things that others have used." ”

An Nian sneered, "Didn't you use it too?"

Obviously he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face and forced himself to calm down, only in this way could he seek more benefits for himself in the negotiation.

Huo Jun paused for a moment, but didn't speak after all.

"I don't believe you." She looked at him.

Huo Junyuan left the boss's chair and walked around to the front, took out his mobile phone and dialed a video call, and after a few "beeps", the video was connected.

An Nian was stunned for a moment, looking at the two children on the screen, one big and one young, reading in the living room, Ziyu is already ten years old, and Wanwan is also six years old, these two children are so good-looking, Zimo will also look good like his brother and sister......

An Nian's tears fell "loudly", and he choked up: "Ziyu ......"

The video call hung up suddenly, she was stunned for a moment, and grabbed Huo Junyuan's arm like crazy: "Bastard!" ”

In the past two years, she has been tormented physically and mentally, especially when she thinks that her children will ask where Mommy has gone? A heart is like being tormented on a frying pan.

"Now you can consider my conditions." Huo Junyuan delicately took away An Nian's fingers holding his clothes, smoothed the wrinkles that she pulled out, and said indifferently, "My patience is limited, you hurry up." ”

An Nian's eyes were scarlet, and she was fighting fiercely in her head, she stared at Huo Junyuan's handsome side face, and she only felt strange at this time.

An Nian sat on the sofa weakly, he always easily pinched her weakness, making her powerless to resist.

The afternoon sun shone through the large glass window, enveloping An Nian in it, her face half bright and half dark, and the whole person was as silent as a statue.

She felt that Huo Junyuan had been looking at her, and his cold eyes did not carry the slightest warmth, which made her feel very strange.

I don't know how long it took, but when she spoke again, she felt as if there was a lump of wet cotton in her throat, and her voice was difficult and difficult: "How long." ”

Huo Junyuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood her question, and his eyes became colder and colder: "I'm tired of it." ”

It's so hard to be with him? So at the beginning, you have to ask when will it end?

An Nian's heart trembled, and she took a deep breath and stood up and looked at Huo Tingshen: "Yes"

A day later, An Nian dragged her suitcase to the villa, the seventh sister-in-law and Uncle Li were not there, An Nianhe stood in the yard, taking care of this place where he had lived for many years, only to feel that the past was like a passing cloud, white clouds and dogs.

"What, don't you know the way?" Huo Junyuan stood at the door of the living room, looking at the people in the yard.

An Nian wore an off-white windbreaker, her hair was tied into a ball at will, she looked intellectual and cute, and time seemed to love her very much, and it didn't leave too many traces on her face.

"It's a little strange." An Nian carried the suitcase in, took out a document from the bag he carried and put it on the coffee table, and said lightly, "If there is no problem, sign it." ”

Huo Junyuan sat on the sofa opposite her, and there was a marble polished coffee table between the two, but each other's eyes seemed to be tens of thousands of miles away.

He picked up the document, flipped through the contract with his slender fingers, and saw that there were dozens of articles listed in it, none of which was not to draw a clear line between the two, smiled coldly, and threw the document on the coffee table with a "snap".

"Now it's you who ask me." Huo Junyuan said indifferently, "So recognize your own situation before opening conditions, OK?" ”

An Nian was angry: "You ......"

"Did I indulge you too much before, so you can't recognize the reality?" Huo Junyuan said coldly, judging the two of them from the previous warm and affectionate appearance, "You can move out now." ”

An Nianlu stood up and dragged her suitcase out, but the child's smiling face kept flashing in her mind, her legs seemed to be filled with lead water, heavy, and every step was extremely hard.

"I demand the right to work." She turned her head with difficulty, feeling that the moment the words came out, all the pride and persistence were trampled under her feet, "If you don't agree, I'll leave now." ”

Huo Junyuan exhaled slightly: "Of course, I didn't plan to continue to raise you." ”

The agreement was reached, An Nian entered the door with her suitcase, and the moment she pushed open the bedroom door, memories came flooding her face, and waves of tide drowned her.

As when she left, the furnishings in the room, the layout, and even the flowers on the windowsill were all the same color.

In a trance, she felt as if she had never left, and those sleepless nights, those days of torment in a foreign land were nothing more than nightmares.

Now she woke up, and everything was back to the way it was before.

The cool breeze blew through the gap in the curtains, An Nian couldn't help but shiver, and the person suddenly woke up, it was not a dream, everything was real, Zimo was still waiting for her to go back.

An Nian suppressed the tumbling emotions, opened the suitcase expressionlessly, opened the closet and was stunned, Huo Junyuan's shirt and suit were neatly hung inside, occupying half of the country, and the remaining half was empty.

She pulled the corners of her mouth self-deprecatingly, she should really be glad that Zhao Ruomei "doesn't like to use things that others have used", otherwise, she really can't live in this room where there are other women's breath everywhere.

An Nian hung the clothes in one by one, closed the wardrobe door, turned his head, and saw Huo Junyuan standing at the door, he stepped back violently in fright, and stuck his back on the wardrobe door: "Why are you here?"

Huo Junyuan's eyes were gloomy, and his sea-like eyes were tumbling wave after wave, as if he would swallow up the person in front of him at any time.

"Isn't it normal for me to be here" Huo Junyuan raised his eyebrows, propped one palm on the wardrobe, trapped An Nian between the wardrobe and her chest, his fingertips picked up her chin, and the heat sprayed on her earlobe, "Now, you are still my wife." ”

Wife?

Hearing these two words, An Nian lost his mind for a moment, feeling that this was a title that was extremely far away from him.

"I remember" Huo Junyuan pinched An Nian's chin and pulled her back from the memories of the past, her eyes collided, she saw the thick anger in his eyes, "I love you, I love you, you love you like this, this is how you repay me"