"......" An Qin moved her lips, and before she could speak, An Chen suddenly stood up, the wine glass was abandoned by him in disgust, and with a crisp sound, it was poured on the table, and the red wine flowed miserably along the edge of the table, as bright red as blood in the dim crystal light.

An Chen walked around the dining table and stopped beside An Qin.

He was high and close to the eye, and the strong sense of oppression made An Qin unable to breathe, and he sat stiffly in his seat and could not move.

"Don't you want to talk about Mama Wu? I'll be waiting for you in my room. With that, he went straight upstairs.

House...... Room?

With such a big room, there are many places to talk about things, why a room?

A bolt of lightning scurried through her mind, and then with a malicious electric current, it quickly swam through her body, and she shuddered and turned pale.

…… An Qin didn't know how she got back to her bedroom on the second floor, she sat by the window, looking at the half of the pale moon hanging in the night sky, her mind buzzing.

Between An Chen's previous behavior, it was not unreasonable for her to think about things in the worst direction.

An Chen did not hesitate to ignore Wu's mother's safety, and forced her to come back from Pengcheng to find him, with only one purpose.

When she came back this time, could she never leave?

An Qin's hands on her lap tightened, her nails pressed into the flesh through her skirt, and the pain made her wake up a little from her messy and flustered thoughts.

Didn't she think of this step when she decided to come back?

Didn't she come to her senses a long time ago?

Wu's mother was saved, there have been too many changes in the past year, and she can't watch another tragedy happen. If this was the only hope left after all the efforts, she had to hold on to it.

An Qin thought, helpless tears rolling down silently.

Like a small animal that had been condemned to death, she weakly walked into the bathroom......

An Chen leaned on the bed, staring at the gold-trimmed ceiling with eyes without the slightest emotion, thinking about his thoughts.

His suppressed hope finally swelled uncontrollably, exploding like a nuclear bomb. He gave up a lot, jumped out of those frames, and fulfilled an ambitious self.

Hold her tight, hold her tight......

The sharp voice in my heart shouted again and again, as if I would not stop until I reached my goal.

A hesitant knock on the door-

An Chen suddenly stepped over with his long legs and got out of bed.

He opened the door.

The eyebrows of An Qin in front of him are lightly swept, the delicate lips are like peach blossoms in March, and a pair of big eyes are like a pool of autumn water, sparkling, and bright as stars.

She lowered her long, silky black hair, which lay lazily over her snow-white shoulders. She put on the pink dress he had chosen for her two months ago, the soft fabric clinging to her delicate body, and she had no flaws all over her body, like a fine piece of mutton fat jade, warm and delicate, and like white snow piled up in the moonlight, white and clear.

The girl is not as beautiful as the world.

Even after living together for 20 years, An Chen was moved by her smoky and weak temperament for the first time, which instantly made him feel the urge to hug him tightly and protect his love.

An Qin, who was standing in the corridor, nervously grabbed the skirt at his side with two small hands, and lowered his head slightly under An Chen's stunning gaze.

"It's perfect for you, it's beautiful!" He said.

An Qin felt nothing of such praise, and as if she had emptied her brain, she walked past him mechanically and entered his room.