In the luxury car, An Yan methodically sorted out Lin Lin's school uniform, and Lin Lin asked with feathered eyes: "Mom, why does Dad hate me, is it because I'm not well-behaved?" Tears of grievance hit the back of An Yan's hand.

An Yan choked and hugged him in his arms, tears glistening: "Lin Lin is the most well-behaved, how can he hate you, Dad, silly boy, you have to believe that Dad and Mom are the people who love you the most." ”

Lin Lin raised his head, and his tear-brushed eyes became brighter and brighter, which was endearing. He raised his thin arm, gently wiped it on An Yan's face, and said in a warm voice: "Mom, don't cry, don't cry." ”

An Yan's wrinkled eyebrows suddenly loosened. She burst into tears and smiled, touching the tip of the child's nose with her slender fingers and kissing his forehead gently.

The driver's afterglow caught a glimpse of this scene, which was both a comfort and a sigh.

After seeing the child enter the campus, An Yan moved his wheelchair to the zebra crossing, and when the driver saw this, he hurriedly stepped forward to intercept: "Madam, you are like this, I can't entertain the young master when I go back!" ”

An Yan ignored his interception, "I'm responsible for anything, get out of the way." With that, she pushed the wheelchair so hard with both hands that she hurt her hand so hard that she hurt it.

The driver panicked, "Madam! ”

There were more and more onlookers, and the driver took out his mobile phone and dialed out, looking back, An Yan had already reached the other side of the road with the help of passers-by.

An Yan didn't notice a car trailing behind her. The rearview mirror reflects the man's smooth and erect chin, and the purple stud earrings reflect the light.

He lightly pursed his thin lips: "Follow her." "The voice is like an elegant waltz, and like the soft calm when the cello is plucked.

Lan Yu Cafe, An Yan sat by the window, with two glasses of lemon juice in front of her table.

She didn't know that inside a black car outside the window, there were two pairs of eyes staring in her direction.

The man's slender fingers tapped on his knees, and the driver peeked, nervously guessing, was the gentleman watching or sleeping?

At this time, a woman in a fiery red dress in the café strode in the direction of An Yan, An Yan showed a happy smile, the man opened his eyes at this moment, and everything lost its luster in an instant.

His eyes are like jewels, shining brightly, like a clear spring, clear and pure, and like dusty pearls, which cannot be guessed.

"Here, hug one first." Xia Xiaoxing waited with open arms for An Yan to 'throw her arms' into her.

An Yan smiled and pointed to her legs, Xia Xiaoxing lowered her eyes and saw the legs covered by her long skirt, her bright smile stopped, she leaned down and hugged An Yan's shoulders with her open arms, and sent her red lips. Worry flashed between his eyebrows.

Her hug happened to touch the injury on An Yan's body, and she exhaled in pain. Although she only whispered softly, Xia Xiaoxing still sensed the difference in her. With cold sweat on her forehead, her face became more and more pale, and she asked, "What's wrong, you're injured, I'll take a look." ”

An Yan: "Don't! ”

While the two were struggling, Xia Xiaoxing found the scars on An Yan's arms, and she frowned and prepared to take off An Yan's coat.

An Yan stopped: "Xiaoxing, don't, I'm fine." As he spoke, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, indicating that he was really fine.

Xia Xiaoxing slapped her palm on the table and sat down angrily: "He beat him." The tone is affirmative.

An Yan was noncommittal.

Xia Xiaoxing was so angry that she wanted to slap the table, she tried her best to suppress herself: "What do you want me to say about you, it's been three years, he has changed a long time ago, it's all at this time, do you still have to insist?" Since being together is torturing each other, why not let it go? An Yan, let's sue for divorce! By what he has done to you, we will tell you what he has done. ”

An Yan lowered his eyes, holding the cup in both hands, and the bones were clearly visible in his thin fingers.

Seeing her cold attitude, Xia Xiaoxing was anxious: "You have something to say!" ”

An Yan bowed her head lightly under her anxious and expectant gaze, Xia Xiaoxing breathed a sigh of relief, held her hands with a smile, and her bright eyes seemed to tell An Yan, there is me!

An Yan's courage to escape from the cage was even stronger.

An Yan returned to the Shen family's villa, and it was already evening. The bright light hit her slender body, and the tall figure shrouded her vision, Shen Mo leaned over, and the strong smell of wine hit An Yan's face, and she turned her head in disgust.

Shen Mo vigorously pinched An Yan's jaw with his palm, forcing her to face him, his eyes as he took off his glasses, narrow and dangerous like a leopard ready to attack. His cold chin rubbed against An Yan's white skin, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and the fragrant fragrance in An Yan's hair was even more poisonous, stirring his heart, and he violated it recklessly.

One hand ripped off his tie, the other hand fixed the back of An Yan's head, and the kiss fell indiscriminately. An Yan blocked his kiss, pushing the broad chest in front of her with both hands, how she wished she could stand up at this moment.

Bitterness spreads between lips.

Under the struggle, the wheelchair retreated again and again, An Yan took advantage of his jaw release, pushed him away with all his strength, and her slender body fell to the ground, her beige coat was dripping with blood, and she crawled forward in embarrassment.

Shen Mo stepped forward and grabbed her hair in a few steps, pinched her throat with a big palm, her hideous face, and her eyes were full of blood: "Why, why!" ”

An Yan's breathing became thinner and thinner, and at this time, a beam of light hit the scene of the scuffle between the two, Lin Lin ran out of the villa and shouted, "Mom." The little short legs ran in the direction of An Yan, at this time the car was speeding up, An Yan gasped, pushed away the stunned Shen Mo, and shouted hoarsely: "Lin Lin, be careful!" The car sped away.

An Yan breathed a sigh of relief, Lin Lin ran close to her and knelt on the ground, wiped the blood on An Yan's face with his sleeve, and stubbornly didn't cry. He wants to be a man and not let anyone bully his mother. An Yan hugged him tightly with pity, and no matter how painful the injuries on his body were, they should not be shown in front of the child.

Looking at the two of them who were in deep love for mother and son, Shen Mo gradually sobered up, he beat his head and asked himself: What did I do?

He felt guilty and stepped forward to make up for his mistakes, Lin Lin broke free of An Yan's arms and blocked him in front of him, staring at him with hatred in his eyes, and snorted angrily: "Don't hurt your mother, bad people, bad people!" As he spoke, he raised his little hand and hit him on the leg.

Shen Mo's face was gloomy, and An Yan hurriedly protected Lin Lin when he saw this: "Shen Mo, Lin Lin is just a child, he doesn't understand anything, you have the anger to come to me, come to me." ”

Shen Mo's hands suddenly clenched into fists, and he forcibly suppressed his anger: "I'm so cruel in your heart, don't you do anything?" ”

An Yan missed his hot gaze, his gray eyes narrowed, and he said calmly: "Let's get a divorce!" ”

Shen Mo's forbearance collapsed when he heard these words, his powerful palms pressed on An Yan's shoulders, and his quenched eyes seemed to tear her apart, "Don't think about it, I will never let you succeed." ”

An Yan looked at his back as he left angrily, and his tense body softened.

Lin Lin sniffled, held her injured palm with her little hand, and exhaled to it: "Mom, blow it, it doesn't hurt." ”

An Yan quietly wiped away her tears and responded with a smile, with a glimmer of hope in her gray eyes.