Suddenly, An Yimo's mobile phone rang, it was Shi Nianchen calling.

"Hello?"

"Back to the company?"

"Hmm."

"I'm down there, go home."

"Okay."

The employee next to him began to coax

"Yimo, isn't it a big boss?"

Jin Jiayuan was very unhappy when she heard it.

An Yimo was walking out of the door of the company and saw Shi Nianchen.

It was, the hand was caught.

"An Yimo, stop me!"

An Yimo turned around and saw Jin Jiayuan.

"What are you doing, you let go!"

"An Yimo, let me tell you, don't worry about it now, Nianchen is just playing with you, he will be mine sooner or later!"

Shi Nianchen looked out of the car window and saw that Jin Jiayuan had scratched An Yimo's hand red, and hurriedly got out of the car.

"What are you doing!"

He picked up An Yimo with one hand and threw Jin Jiayuan to the ground.

"I warn you one last time, not everyone you can afford to mess with."

got into the car with An Yimo.

Shi Nianchen looked at An Yimo and found that there was a red slap mark on her face.

He gently touched her face and asked

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay."

Shi Nianchen asked with a distressed face

"Do you know who you are!"

An Yimo didn't speak, and returned home in silence all the way.

An Yimo and Shi Nianchen returned home, and Aunt Luo came over and took a look

"Ah, what's wrong with your face? Belch? ”

An Yimo did not speak.

Aunt Luo turned around and asked Shi Nianchen

"Sir, what's wrong with Emo?"

"Ask her yourself."

Shi Nianchen was obviously a little impatient, walked back to the study and locked the door.

Aunt Luo sat next to An Yimo, holding the medicinal oil in her hand, carefully wiping it for her, and asked kindly

"Yimo, you know, I feel like you're like my child, and I'll be very sad if you get hurt a little bit."

An Yimo heard it, her nose was sore, and her eyes were full of tears.

Aunt Luo hugged An Yimo and patted him gently on the back.

"It's Jin Jiayuan who fights, right?"

An Yimo suddenly cried, and seemed to pour out all the grievances of the past few years through tears.

"Aunt Luo, why is it that my life is insidious at every turn, and then I have to become like them! I don't want that. ”

Aunt Luo is like coaxing a child

"Silly boy, don't you still have Yixuan and Aunt Luo, and Mr. Shi, he is the one who will accompany you all your life."

Shi Nianchen leaned against the door of the study and listened to their conversation.

An Yimo listened to it and seemed to be a lot happier

"yes, he's really nice to me, but I don't want to owe him."

"What do two husbands and wives owe or not?"

An Yimo may have been tired, crying and crying and falling asleep.

An Yimo walked out and nodded to Aunt Luo, Aunt Luo saw him come out and patted him on the shoulder, and Shi Nianchen carried her back to the room.

Shi Nianchen leaned against the head of the bed, looking at her, his mind kept thinking about their conversation repeatedly, and his hands fiddled with her hair.

"Fool, why didn't you tell me all this? It won't make you so tired again in the future. ”