"Fan Liying, are you at home?" Listening to Fan Shihang's words, Yan Xiangnuan knew what to expect, so he opened his mouth to ask.

......The movement in the room became clearer again, and after a while, a person leaned on the wooden door inside, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?" Looking for me? ”

"Yes! I'm a friend of your parents, and I'm here for you. Yan Xiangnuan introduced herself with a good temper, just to remove her defense.

"How is it possible, my parents have long been ......," Fan Liying didn't finish her words.

"They died in a car accident a year ago, right?" Yan Xiangnuan took what she didn't finish: "You open the door first, I have something to tell you about them." Yan Xiangnuan is really not used to talking through the iron door.

Fan Liying in the "......" room didn't seem to have completely let down her guard, probably frightened by the person who asked for the debt, and after hesitating for a long time, she turned the wooden door handle.

The next moment, the wooden door was opened, and a woman with eyebrows and eyes somewhat similar to Old Man Fan appeared, her expression looked a little numb and fragile, and there were purple scars on the corners of her mouth and forehead, and when she reached out to open the iron door, Yan Xiangnuan also saw the gauze wrapped in her hand, looking at the bright red appearance on the gauze, it must have been a very serious injury to her fingers.

Fan Liying looked a little cowardly, and it was obvious that the large and small wounds on her body were probably caused by domestic violence.

"Won't you invite me in and sit down?" Yan Xiangnuan hesitated to look at Fan Liying who was blocking the door, she wanted to enter the door, but seeing that she didn't seem to plan to let her in, she asked.

"I, my man will be back soon, I'm afraid of him, that, what's the matter, let's go out and talk!" When Fan Liying talked about that man, her face was very pale.

It can be said that it talks about color change.

Yan Xiangnuan didn't want to enter the door much, but the purpose was to come to her, so she endured it, since she took the initiative to go out to talk at this time, she naturally didn't have much opinion, nodded and agreed.

"Do you need a change of clothes?" Yan Xiangnuan looked at the thin clothes on her body, and hesitated to ask, in this weather, it's below zero outside, doesn't she even need a thicker coat? It's so cold that my body seems to be shivering.

"No, you don't." Fan Liying shook her head a little embarrassedly, and her face became even paler.

Yan Xiangnuan didn't say anything when he saw this, but Fan Shihang beside him couldn't help but talk again: "My aunt has a few clothes in total, and she is already wearing the thickest and warmest clothes." ”

"Shut up." Fan Shihang revealed a lot of things about Fan Liying in a dissatisfied tone, at the beginning, the old man Fan and his wife could bear it, but they could see that Fan Liying was thin and wearing thin clothes, and they were naturally distressed, although they hated it, they still couldn't change the love psychology of parents.

Fan Shihang's father saw that the old man and his wife were a little sad, so he whispered to stop Fan Shihang from continuing to speak, and glared at him majestically and annoyedly.

"It's a fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see it, and it's not allowed to say it." Fan Shihang was also stubborn, and retorted unhappily.

"Say it again?" Uncle Fan immediately raised his palm, and he had a tendency to join him if Fan Shihang, a stinky boy, said.

"If you don't say it, you won't say it." Fan Shihang immediately admitted that he chose to shut up.

Yan Xiangnuan listened to Fan Shihang's dispute with his father, and then looked at Fan Liying, who carefully walked out of the door and locked it, and couldn't let go of her frowning brows.

Coming down from the small building where Fan Liying lived, Yan Xiangnuan walked straight to the place where the stall was selling clothes, and directly chose a thick cotton suit: "How much is this?" ”

"Two hundred." The clothes on the stalls have always been cheap, and the stall owner looked at Yan Xiangnuan and asked, but he was a little surprised but still said the price.

Yan Xiangnuan took out two hundred from her bag to pay the bill, and then handed the clothes in her hand to Fan Liying, who followed her and didn't dare to say anything for a long time: "Put it on!" Originally, she wasn't very cold, but seeing that she was wearing so little, she felt so cold.

"Thank you." Fan Liying's eyes immediately turned red, and she took the thick cotton clothes with trembling hands and put them on, and she didn't feel that Yan Xiangnuan had insulted her self-esteem, maybe the cold had invaded and devoured her self-esteem, and even more, she had been more embarrassed, more painful, and more hurtful in her self-esteem in the past year.

Like Yan Xiangnuan, who is willing to buy her clothes at will, she is already grateful to her.

"Sister Fan, is this your relative?" The one who sells clothes is a middle-aged elder sister, who should have set up a stall in this neighborhood all the year round, so she also knows Fan Liying, and when she saw Yan Xiangnuan handing the clothes to Fan Liying, she asked suspiciously and gossips.

"No, it's not." Fan Liying put on thick clothes, and her body suddenly warmed up a lot and she breathed a sigh of relief, but when she heard the eldest sister who set up the stall ask Yan Xiangnuan if she was her relative, she raised her head and looked at Yan Xiangnuan seriously.

In fact, before at the door of the house, she was very surprised by Yan Xiangnuan, Yan Xiangnuan was too good-looking, she didn't look like a person who would appear in this kind of place at all, noble, beautiful, elegant, extremely all the advantages of a perfect woman, so she didn't think she was a bad person, and she was willing to follow her out.

It's just that at this time, when she heard the eldest sister of the stall asking, she looked at the noble temperament exuded by Yan Xiangnuan, and immediately denied it, she was even afraid that her virtue would smear Yan Xiangnuan.

And the man in her family is not a good stubble, if he knows that there is such a person who has come to her, maybe he will make some virtue, maybe he thinks that she is still quietly hiding a lot of private money, and recently he has lost some money in gambling, and is chasing her to fight, forcing her to ask for money!

The girl in front of her is a delicate person at a glance, no matter what she comes to her for, she can't drag people down.

Yan Xiangnuan didn't care too much about Fan Liying's hurried rejection, turned around and walked outside the alley, Fan Liying saw her leave, and followed behind.

"Get in the car! Find a quiet place to sit nearby. Yan Xiangnuan walked to the side of the car, looked at Fan Liying with her head lowered and followed, she didn't seem embarrassed to get into the car, so she opened her mouth to explain.

The woman in front of her has obviously given up on herself, but she is not a bad person, so Yan Xiangnuan is also very sympathetic to her, obviously a woman who has drawn a good hand, but she has played a hand of cards to a pulp, just like she was in her previous life, the key is that Fan Liying is worse than her in her previous life.

"Okay, but don't go too far, I'll have to rush home to make dinner in a moment." If the man had known that she had gone out and come home late, she might have to be beaten again, and she would have been beaten.

"Okay." Yan Xiangnuan doesn't have much opinion on this, he can actually go anywhere.