The No. 1 Prison in F City, known as the Ghost Prison.

Six o'clock in the morning.

"Room 102 is arraigned." The prison guard opened the door with a blank face.

An opened his eyes suddenly, and the darkness in front of him was still like a nightmare.

She was arraigned on the second day of imprisonment, the expressionless prison guard, the cold air, she couldn't help but tremble, and her slender white hand protected her belly, which was eight months pregnant.

"It's a pity ,......". A hint of greed crossed the prison guard's face.

The next second she was pushed into a room by the prison guards, and for a moment she was wrapped in warmth as if she had come to heaven, and finally she got used to the dazzling light, and raised her head to see the handsome man in front of her.

"Wen Chao, you've finally come to save me." She slammed towards him, hugging his leg as if she had grasped some life-saving straw, "Wen Chao, are you here to save me?" I don't want to stay in this place for a minute, so take me away. After so much torture and stimulation, she finally started crying.

She was scared, terrified.

The man sneered and kicked her away. She heard a familiar voice.

"Sister, I'm afraid he won't be able to take you away."

An Wei turned his head, but saw his sister An Wei holding his neck.

She felt the blood on her body suddenly cool down.

She heard a smug laugh, and she saw the disgusting ambiguous movements of the two.

She never thought that such a bloody scene would appear in front of her eyes so bloody.

"Sister, Wen Chao has always liked me. You're just a plaything. ”

An Yan held his stomach with his hands a little depressed, tears welled up uncontrollably, and everything became blurred, "What about this child?" ”

An Wei's color changed suddenly, but Zhang Wenchao casually pulled An Wei on the side into his arms, and began to put his hands up and down, as if he couldn't see An Wei on the side.

"Kid? The child is just the only medicine, just the medicine. ”

In an instant, the two kissed inseparably.

An looked at the shameless bestiality in front of him blankly, and his sad little face was distorted, which made people feel distressed.

She stood quietly in the corner, it was warm here, but her heart was cold, and she couldn't help but see the sweet scene in front of her eyes, but now it made her feel sick.

Pain, anger...... Countless emotions filled her heart, but she couldn't put it into words.

"Sister, I've seen enough, next, it's your turn." An Wei stepped forward, pinched An Yan's chin with his fingers, and looked at each other, An Wei felt the blood in his whole body surging on the top of his head.

"What are you going to do?"

An Wei clapped his hands, and a bunch of men walked in outside the door.

An Yan held her belly vigilantly, she only hoped to be able to keep the child in her belly now.

They surrounded her as if they were judging some prey.

She cried and struggled desperately, but the people around her seemed to not see, and finally she felt a chill in her arm, "Sleep, wake up and it's over." She felt her consciousness drift away. The last tear ran down her pale cheeks, and she fainted and fell into the darkness.

When she opened her eyes, the sight in front of her made her faint.

An Xian watched as the fetus in her womb was taken out, and her child was taken away before she could even open her eyes to see her mother.

Why? Why all this is happening to you.

"Sister, I should really say thank you to you, thank you for sending Wenchao to me, thank you for returning my father, thank you for sending An's enterprise to me." An Wei sneered at the bloodstained body, "You are a waste now." You don't have the meaning of living in this world anymore, and if you beg me, I'll let you die a happy death. ”

An Shi didn't seem to hear that the child was her only hope to live, and now that they had taken away her child, it was better to die.

"You're going to die, so let you be a ghost. Do you really think that the deaths of your mother and brother were accidents? Tsk, you're naïve. ”

An Yan's eyes widened, all emotions were replaced by hatred, took away An's enterprise, murdered the fetus in her womb, it turned out that everything was a conspiracy, she trusted them so much at the beginning, she never thought that she was luring the wolf into the house at that time.

She really wanted to reach out and slap the unbeatable bastard in front of her, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't lift her hand.

The wound had long since been numb, and she finally collapsed, her smart eyes lost focus, and she stared at the headlamp above her head in a daze, like a doll.

"Alright, now it's your time." Zhang Wenchao walked out of the room with An Wei in his arms.

The group of men approached An Shi, and the cold water splashed straight out, countless hands roaming over her white skin.

"Little girl, she looks white and clean, it's finally my turn to play." The unbearable words went straight into her ears, like another sharp knife in that broken heart.

An Yan, who was awakened by the water, suddenly burst out laughing, her eyes bloodshot with grief and indignation, and she used her last strength to bite off her tongue.

The morning light stuffed into the window, and he woke up slowly, and what caught his eye was his stupid mother Zhang Jing.

"Mom......" A hoarse call made her explode all her emotions, crying, remorse and murderous intent intertwined.

Seven years from the age of eighteen to twenty-five, she lived in a conspiracy, but she died in such a humiliating death, her fists clenched, her nails digging deep into her flesh without the slightest pain.

"Miss An, you're awake." An abrupt voice came.

An Yan opened her eyes suddenly, looked carefully at the uniformed woman beside her, she clearly remembered that it was the work clothes of the nursing home, and quickly sat up, something crossed in her mind.

"Where is this?" Her voice was hoarse, as ugly as the echo from a dry hundred-year-old well, but her eyes shone with an irrepressible light, and everything began again.

"This is the first sanatorium, and you just fell and fainted." The staff looked at her in amazement.

She pulled the staff watch and confirmed the year, and she was reborn at the age of twenty.

Mom is not dead, my brother is not dead, I am not Mrs. Zhang yet, and the An family has not been occupied by An Wei's mother and daughter.

Great, An Yan suppressed the surging in her heart, but it was tears flashing, she turned around and hugged her mother who was sitting on the edge of the bed, bowing her head and sobbing, like a child.

After a long time, An Yan calmed down, and looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, she smiled.

"Niu Niu ......" a call came.

An Xian looked back and saw that it was Yang Li, the lover of his father An Xingyan who was raised outside, and now the office director of the nursing home.

Now when I see this fake face again, I just feel disgusted.

"Are you alright? I'm scared of my aunt. She reached out to grab An Yan's hand, but was pulled away.

There was another person coming in outside the door, and it was An Xingyan.

When he saw that An Yan woke up, he lost his temper and said, "Don't lie there and pretend to be dead if you're not dead." ”

An Yan lowered his head, a cold smile on the corner of his lips.

"Mr. An, how do you speak? Niuniu also fell because she was worried about her mother. Yang Lijiao snorted, pushed An Xingyan's shoulder, turned his head to look at An Xingyan again, and said softly: "Niuniu, ......"

"Don't call me Niuniu, insulting my mother's nickname for me." An Yan's face was cold, and he was disgusted that his milk name was called by others.

Yang Li was stunned.

"Stinky girl, how did you talk to your Aunt Yang? Apologize to me right away. An Xingyan stepped forward and scolded, and then raised his hand to fight.

An Xingyan raised his head, and his cold gaze was opposite it, which actually made An Xingyan feel afraid, "What? Want to slap your own daughter for your lover in front of my mother? The words pierced An Xingyan's heart.

She was slender and pale, but her expression was stubborn and indifferent, and her face was full of gloom at the moment.

"Hey, what do you say? How so? Your dad was just joking with you. Yang Li hurriedly smiled and played a round game.

"What am I talking to him for you? Turn to get you to interject? An Xian's words interrupted her hypocrisy.

When Yang Li heard this, his eyes widened, he wanted to cry, he was very aggrieved, and ran out of the house.

An Xingyan was shocked by An Xian's eyes, and she couldn't reminisce for a long time, and she didn't know when she had arrived in front of her.

"Listen, I won't do anything to you for the sake of your life, but if you allow that woman to hurt my mother again, I will leave you with nothing." After she finished speaking, she sat back beside her mother, as if the person who had just been gloomy was not herself.

An Xingyan is gone.

An Shi took out a wad of cash from his bag and stuffed it to the nursing home staff in charge of his mother, and said, "This money is for you, and I will know everything around my mother from now on." ”

After experiencing the experience of the previous life, she knows the sinister nature of the human heart, and now her mother's illness is her weakness, and she can't always be by her side, so she can only let money serve her.

The girl's expression was taken into the eyes of An Huan, who quietly stuffed the money into the girl's clothes.

Turning her head to look at her mother sitting on the edge of the bed, she trembled and stretched out her hand to gently touch her mother's hair, and said softly: "Mom, in this life, I won't let others hurt you again." She buried her head in her mother's neck, hiding all her vulnerability, and when she raised her head again, she had already regained her strong peace.

An Yan endured the sourness in his heart and left the nursing home and went to the hospital where his brother Annan was.

The hospital was bustling with people.

She was walking, only to feel someone behind her, and suddenly turned around and was bumped into by a child, five-year-old, with slightly curled hair yellow, and her fair little face was now pale and bloodless, even if she fainted, the frowning brow declared his nervousness.

Frowning, her gaze quickly took the child up and down...