An Xia never thought in her life that one day she would meet such a man.

He is rich and strong, sitting on the world, domineering but resourceful, handsome and tall, he is the embodiment of almost all women's desires, but his desires are all in Anxia alone.

They had known each other for no more than seventy-two hours.

In the past seventy hours, Anxia has been with this man every night.

The man said he loved her.

Bet everything he has, and he will protect her.

As Comet turned to leave, Anxia took one last look in the rearview mirror at the ruins of the villa that once belonged to her mother.

Mom, I'll be back, you're waiting for me!

The rain outside the window was like falling teardrops, blurring her vision over and over again on the glass in front of Anxia.

Perhaps, my mother knew that she had returned.

When street lights began to appear on the side of the road, Anxia had already made one of the most important decisions of her life.

She said to Gu Muzhi: "Send me back to Anjia." ”

Gu Muzhi didn't rush to object, and slowly drove forward: "Come back with me." ”

An Xia shook her head: "I can't go to the Gu family with you now." ”

"Didn't you already promise to be my woman?"

"Yes, but I also said it, I can't marry you now, I have more important things to do."

"Then there's no need to go back to Anjia, their mother and daughter have suffered such a big loss tonight, if you go back now, it will only add trouble to yourself."

An Xia knew that Gu Muzhi was talking about Ke Bihua and An Ran.

"I know, but there are some things I have to ask."

Gu Muzhi glanced at An Xia, but An Xia didn't meet that gaze.

"You're trying to ask An Ruhai about your mother."

An Xia had no words, and Gu Muzhi was right.

In the past twenty years, An Ruhai has never mentioned the names Feng Ruolan and Han Zhengxiao, and he has never explained a word about An Xia's life experience, but only acquiesced in Ke Bihua's assumption about An Xia's illegitimate daughter's identity.

Ke Bihua and An Ran have reason to hate An Xia, although they have always been extremely mean to An Xia, but An Xia has no hatred for them except for hating them.

An Ruhai is different, he brought An Xia home to raise him, he can't know nothing.

When the comet stopped in front of the door of Anfu, Gu Muzhi did not unlock the car door immediately, he looked at An Xia seriously, and his eyes swept away the fascination that he had lingered in before, and he was full of reason.

"You don't necessarily have to go back, what you want to know, I can find out."

At this moment, An Xia is no longer the same as before, she is no longer full of resistance to Gu Muzhi, but reciprocates with a reassuring smile.

"I know what I'm going to do, I have something to ask and something to say."

Gu Muzhi knew that An Xia didn't want to follow her this time.

The car door unlocked, and he said to Anxia, "I'm waiting for you here." ”

An Xia wanted to ask Gu Muzhi to go back first, but when she heard this, her heart suddenly became hot and she swallowed her words back.

The light on the front porch swayed gently in the wind and rain, as if to herald the drift of something.

The door closed gently behind An Xia, and the sound of rain outside the door was instantly blocked, and the room was surprisingly quiet, and I didn't hear An Ran and Ke Bihua's hysterical crying.

This surprised Anxia slightly.

Where have all the people gone?

An Xia walked through every room and found that the huge An Mansion was empty at the moment, and even the servants and housekeepers did not know where to go.

An Xia walked towards the second floor in surprise, on the empty and deep corridor, only the door of the study was hidden, and a dim light was projected from the crack in the door, it seemed that only that room was occupied.

After walking a few steps, a vicissitudes of life voice suddenly came out in the study.

"Why didn't Mu Zhi come up?"

An Xia pushed open the door and saw An Ruhai standing by the window watching the shadow of the comet waiting in the rain.

An Xia came behind An Ruhai and glanced at the computer screen, where the scrolling headlines saw photos of her and Ke Bihua alternate.

It seems that An Ruhai already knows everything that happened tonight.

"Didn't they come back?"

Hearing An Xia's question, An Ruhai sighed slightly, turned around, and squinted at An Xia carefully for a while.

For a moment, An Xia was frightened by An Ruhai's appearance.

When did he grow old like this?

Gray sideburns, loose skin, and eyes are a little cloudy.

As soon as he opened his mouth, An Xia was stunned again, and An Ruhai's voice sounded like he was about to run out of strength.

"However, they came back, and they made a fuss for a while, and they don't know where they went."

"What about the others?"

Anruhai sat heavily in his chair, looking like he had lost all strength.

"I'm leaving, I want to be alone until you come back."

An Xia didn't rush to speak, and slowly sat down across the table opposite An Ruhai.

The light in the room was very soft, and the furrows left by the years on An Ruhai's face were particularly conspicuous, which made An Xia feel a little sad.

An Ruhai smiled slightly bitterly, and finally spoke: "It's been twenty years, and this day has finally come." ”

An Xia still didn't speak, she knew that An Ruhai's tone and expression were telling An Xia that what she wanted to ask, An Ruhai had decided to tell her.

It's just that she still doesn't know what this secret, which has been hidden for twenty years, means to An Ruhai.

What is it that can make a person silently watch Anxia being bullied for twenty years without mentioning the truth, and what is it that makes him rather be misunderstood for twenty years, until everything can no longer be hidden, and then he will not let go.

An Ruhai opened a drawer in his hand, took out a delicate photo frame from it, held it in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

The old hand carefully wiped the photo frame, and An Ruhai's eyes were actually moist.

"Squad leader! Anxia has grown up, I found her a good home that reassures me the most, I didn't take good care of her, but that man will definitely love Anxia more than you and me, don't worry, he will definitely protect Anxia. ”

An Xia felt numb on her body, although An Ruhai didn't say the name of the person in the photo, An Xia instinctively felt that that person must be Han Zhengxiao.

My biological father.

An Ruhai smiled with tears, as if it was on this night, a secret that had made him hold on for a lifetime, and finally left tonight, with all his strength.

"Xiao Xia, in the past twenty years, Dad...... I'm sorry for you and wronged you. ”

An Ruhai's brow furrowed, and his entire face distorted, indicating that he was suffering greatly.

"I don't expect your forgiveness...... But...... I can't help it...... I promised your parents that you would be kept safe! You must not be found out, but ...... But I ......"

An Ruhai closed his eyes with self-reproach, and two lines of tears crackled on the delicate photo frame.

He stretched out his trembling hand and handed the picture frame to Anxia.

Anxia's breathing was a little uncontrollable.

Who is the man who gave her life?

What kind of person is he?

How was such an excellent woman as her mother conquered by him?

What did they go through together?

All the questions lingered in Anxia's heart.

She took the frame, full of curiosity, but after seeing the face she had been looking forward to for a long time, she was stunned.

In the mottled black-and-white photo, two high-spirited young men stand side by side, their waists straight like Jin Song who would rather bend than bend.

Two immature and simple faces, one somewhat familiar, is An Ruhai.

And the other, ordinary, except for the stubborn fortitude in his eyes and the unruly righteousness on his face, he couldn't see any bright spots.

This...... This is my father?

An Xia was a little surprised, this man with such an ordinary appearance was Han Zhengxiao who conquered Feng Ruolan like a heavenly maiden?

"This is your father, Han Zhengxiao, my old squad leader, a hero who has saved countless lives."

An Xia blinked, looked at An Ruhai, and found that the reverent expression on An Ruhai's face was intimidating.

Hero?

Hearing this, An Xia carefully looked at the old-fashioned military uniforms on the two people in the photo, this kind of military uniform has been eliminated for many years, it seems that the age of this photo is very old.

An Xia couldn't help but reach out and touch Han Zhengxiao's face.

muttered, "He...... What kind of person is he? ”