In the dark alley, it was extremely cold, a few rats were walking back and forth, and they were chirping, and the autumn rain was falling down, adding a touch of gloom to the dark alley.

Jiang Xin looked at the person who came indifferently, and waited so calmly, holding a short dagger in her hand, which was not used for defense, but for suicide!

Seeing the man approaching little by little, suddenly, a dark shadow flashed out......

"Ah, it's raining outside, so it's going to get even colder." Fu Le took a bite of the fat cow and said indistinctly. Then he looked at Anyara pitifully.

Anyara didn't speak, after all, this was not her home, she didn't have the right to speak at all, and besides, Fu Le was a troublemaker, and she didn't really want to keep her.

Yan Chenyu took a sip of wine, he didn't want to come, after all, this is the villa of An Yaru and Tianming, this is their home, he stayed here, he was a little uncomfortable, and there was a faint pantothenic acid in his heart. However, I don't know why, probably Fu Le's words provoked him, in order to prove that he didn't care at all, he followed in such a daze, and as a result, it was himself who suffered, and when he thought that these two people were going to have children in this villa, his heart was very uncomfortable and entangled.

"Come on, let's eat food." At this time, eating a small hot pot, the room quickly warmed up, and the whole person was in a good mood, Anya Ru said while serving Cheng Yuxiao vegetables.

Cheng Yuxiao lowered his head and ate the food, as if he didn't know anyone here, fortunately, these people knew about these things, so they didn't deliberately mention it again.

Yan Chenyu was still a little worried when he saw Cheng Yuxiao, after all, she was the mother of his child, and as a man, he had the responsibility to care for her, but Cheng Yuxiao avoided him, looking like he didn't know him, hiding behind An Yaru, looking at him in fear.

There's no way, Cheng Yuxiao doesn't remember the past for a long time, let alone Yan Chenyu who she once missed, the only thing she remembers now is Murong Hanshu, that man who is as warm as jade.

The rain outside the window crackled on the glass, making it warmer inside. Fu Le blushed, gulped down wine, smirked, and looked at Su Yicheng ambiguously.

Su Yicheng said very little today, he looked at the villa for a while and asked, "This villa is very luxurious and beautiful, is it your fiancé's?" "He also came to the engagement that day, and I don't know why he asked that.

Anya nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it's his, it seems to have been left to him by his father, the decoration outside is very old, but it is very luxurious, it looks like the castle where the prince lives." She said with her hands open and enjoying herself. She liked the villa so much that it made her feel like a fairy tale princess, because after drinking a little wine, she talked more.

Yan Chenyu raised his eyes, glanced at her and said, "It turns out that what you love is not people, but houses, so you are inevitably a too casual woman." His voice didn't rise or fall at all, it was so faint.

Anyara frowned, she just liked this house, if he was so mean, as for it.