When An Yan found Su Tong, Yuan Feilan was also present at the time. After a loud slap, he kicked Yuan Feilan, and his face was as stiff as frozen.

"Su Tong, let's go, I'll take you home." An Yan picked up Su Tong horizontally and carefully placed it on top of his co-pilot.

He pulled out some snacks from the back, various potato chips, milk, and some biscuits. Handed it to Su Tong, there was no anger on her pale face, and she didn't say a word to him.

The lips were dry and had some thin white skin, and the desperation of those eyes was terrifying.

"Yuan Feilan, let me tell you that if there is a next time, you will only have one end, and that is death, don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes." An Yan's tone was unusually cold.

Then An Yan drove home, and An Yan looked at her many times along the way, but her eyes were still empty. The two didn't speak all the way, and Su Tong just ate the snacks in Muna's hands.

When she got home, An Yan handed Su Tong her mobile phone and said in a gentle tone: "Take the mobile phone, I'll fry two dishes for you to eat, I'm hungry." Don't worry, we don't accept this breath from Mrs. An. We'll go to the hospital to check it out when we're full, how do you want to punish Yuan Feilan, huh? ”

An Yan finally used a question to listen to Su Tong's opinion, but Su Tong didn't even look at him, and was always silent.

Su Tong went straight in the direction of the main gate, and Mother Wu came to greet her with an amiable expression. There was no expression on her stained face, just a simple nod.

She went to the cloakroom and picked out an extremely modest dress, pink short sleeves, black harem pants, and a pair of canvas shoes.

In the bathroom, she stroked her damaged face with her hand, and then sneered at the corners of her mouth. The white face still has some bruises that have not dispersed.

She stroked the wound on her hand, and the pain in her leg made her smile bitterly. She shook her body, smiled at herself in the mirror, and said, "It's going to start, An Yan can't be forgiven." I'm going to find a better one, Su Tong, come on! "God of Dancing eBook

The sound of pots and spoons in the kitchen tapping on the bottom of the pot reached his ears, and Su Tong took his mobile phone and prepared to get up and leave. The ring on the table was still the same card that was safely placed there, and sadness slipped through her eyes and then quickly picked it up, but she didn't see it.

Su Tong was about to go out, but Mother Wu called out to her: "Mrs. An, this food is ready." Where are you going now? Let's eat before we go. ”

The voice was loud and reached An Yan's ears. He frowned, and his face was a little gloomy. He quickly turned off the gas and ignored the uncooked potato.

Su Tong stood there, laughed awkwardly, and replied politely: "Mother Wu, I'll go out for a walk." I'm not hungry either, I can't eat. I'll be back later, so you can get busy first. ”

Mother Wu glanced at Su Tong hesitantly, feeling that something was wrong and embarrassed to say it.

"Will you ever come back?" An Yan's familiar voice sounded behind her.

She looked back at the man standing in the wind. His brows were worried, and the anxiety on his face was also unobstructed.

He really knew that he was wrong, but he made an unforgivable mistake.

Her tone was flat, as if she had never known An Yan before: "No." ”

Those two words pierced his heart like a needle, and he couldn't breathe in heartache. He felt as if the heavens and the earth were spinning, and he moved his feet to stabilize his body.

He looked at her gently, as beautiful as when they first met, and said softly: "Stay and have a meal." ”