The more Ahn Jiahe heard this, the more strange he felt.

Is his mother yin and yang?

An Jiahe's face sank a little, but he still didn't speak, quietly observing Lin Shuyu.

When it came to An Yun, Lin Shuyu's facial expression was very proud, and his whole person was dancing with his eyebrows.

It's as if you're showing off your proudest baby.

An Jiahe smirked, and for a moment, he was really about to lose his breath.

As an elder brother, he has never competed with An Yun for maternal love since he was a child.

But Lin Shuyu's preference for An Yun is too obvious.

He was tempted to ignore these things, but found it difficult to do so.

He kept convincing himself in his heart that An Yun was his sister, and he should let his sister.

In fact, An Jiahe can also understand why her mother is so partial to An Yun.

Because An Yun was born with congenital heart disease, and she was born prematurely, she was very weak at birth, so she was naturally more pitied by her parents.

In order to treat An Yun, the An family spent a lot of financial resources, and even set up a professional medical team abroad to serve An Yun alone.

A large amount of money piled up and the excessive pampering of her parents brought An Yun back from the ghost gate.

The doctor said that An Yun's survival was a medical miracle.

Lin Shuyu gave all his love to An Yun and indulged her brainlessly.

An Jiahe has realized that her mother's doting on An Yun will only harm An Yun.

Looking at Lin Shuyu's show-off look when he talked about An Yun, An Jiahe really wanted to tell her that the person who got drunk in the bar was your daughter.

Lin Shuyu was still nagging in his ear, talking about how good An Yun was.

An Yun bought her watches, jewelry, and flowers.

Every holiday, An Yun will be full of rituals.

Although it was Lin Shuyu's money spent, Lin Shuyu was also very happy.

An Jiahe didn't want to listen to Lin Shuyu praise An Yun anymore, but he felt that his ears were so swollen and his brain hurt.

"Mom, my friend is still waiting for me at the bar, let's go first." An Jiahe's face turned pale, and he turned around directly after speaking.

Lin Shuyu saw him turn around resolutely, and sighed very dissatisfied, "You come back early, don't fool around in the bar, and quickly cut off contact with those fox friends and dog friends." ”

An Jiahe didn't look back, and strode out.

A, the sound of heavy metal music is deafening, and the air is filled with a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol, which makes An Jiahe very disgusted.

He frowned in disgust and walked towards the bar.

Anjah rarely comes to the bar on weekdays.

This A bar, he is also the first time to come, and he is very unfamiliar with the environment inside, like a headless fly.

From time to time, a few drunkards who were in a hurry to go to the toilet passed by and bumped into An Jiahe, but the other party just raised his eyes and didn't even say sorry.

An Jiahe was immediately angry, but he didn't have time to deal with the other party, so he could only continue to walk in the direction of the dance floor.

At the end of the song, the DJ in the bar changed to a bass dJ.

Listening to the music, An Jiahe felt that the whole person was very depressed, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

His face sank suddenly, and his face was gloomy.

An Jiahe really doesn't understand how An Yun likes to come to this kind of place to play.

Even he, a person with a normal heart, will feel uncomfortable when he hears this kind of music, how can An Yun stand it?

Xiao Yan appeared behind An Jiahe at some point and patted him on the shoulder.

An Jiahe froze down, and when he looked back and saw that it was Xiao Yan, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Yan leaned into An Jiahe's ear and said loudly: "Mr. An, Miss is over there, I'll take you there." ”

At this time, An Yun was no longer dancing on the dance floor, but instead drinking with a few strange men on the booth.

The lights in the bar flickered on and off, and people came and went.

An Jiahe came to the booth and saw An Yun leaning sideways, drinking a glass of wine with a man with a tattooed arm.

An Yun is dressed very sexy, a silver sequinned slip dress, the position of the split on the chest is extremely low, and the back is even more exaggerated, which is directly hollowed.

The groping pig hand of the flower-armed man was still on An Yun's fair and tender thighs, wanting to take the opportunity to eat her tofu.

An Yun probably drank too much, but she didn't resist at all, staring at the flower-armed man with charming eyes and smiling.

An Jiahe looked at her incredulously, and only saw the word "prodigal" on her face.

He narrowed his eyes, wondering when An Yun would become like this.

Xiao Yan stood aside, just trying to persuade An Jiahe to calm down.

As a result, in the next second, An Jiahe directly picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it towards the head of the flower-armed man.

"Boom la la ......"

The glass shattered, and brown fluid mixed with blood flowed down the man's forehead.

The flower-armed man bared his teeth in pain, held his head and wailed twice.

Everyone in the booth was dumbfounded and sat in place for a moment.

An Yun raised her eyes drunkenly, and her brother's face appeared in front of her, she rubbed her eyes, thinking that she had seen it wrong.

How could my brother be here?

My brother is pure-hearted, stricter than Tang Seng and self-disciplined, and he doesn't like to smell tobacco and alcohol, so he won't come here.

An Yun firmly believed that what she was seeing was an illusion.

The flower-armed man realized it later, and looked in the direction of An Jiahe with a fierce face, and saw that the other party was in a straight suit, his handsome face was tense, and the aura on his body was mixed with coldness, and he couldn't help but gasp.

An Jiahe didn't say a word, grabbed An Yun's arm and was about to leave.

At this time, the flower-armed man also grabbed An Yun's arm in time.

An Jiahe was annoyed and angry, and suddenly let go of An Yun's arm.

He glanced at the flower-armed man sharply, and threatened, "Let go." ”

The flower-armed man didn't listen, "She's my girlfriend, why should I let go?" How old are you? ”

An Jiahe didn't talk nonsense with him, and his big palm pinched directly towards the neck of the flower-armed man.

Before the flower-armed man even had time to react, he was already choked by An Jiahyuk's neck.

He subconsciously let go of An Yun and reached out to grab the back of An Jiahe's hand.

The sharp nails quickly cut through the skin on the back of Ahn Jiahe's hand, leaving several hideous scratches.

An Jiahe was in pain, but he still refused to let go of the flower-armed man, but pinched his neck even tighter.

His hands were so strong that he was about to suffocate, and his face was stiff and pale.

Xiao Yan was afraid that An Jiahe would have an accident, so he hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "Mr. An, you go first, I'll stay and deal with the aftermath." ”

An Jiahe's eyes were a little sneering, and he slowly let go of his hand and said to the flower-armed man, "Hurry up." ”

"You still want to leave after beating someone, I think you're tired of it!" The flower-armed man wiped the blood from his forehead indiscriminately, and said through gritted teeth.

The surrounding juniors received the signal and stood up in unison, surrounding An Jiahe.

The atmosphere changed in an instant.

An Yun blinked, realizing that something was wrong.

When she saw Ahn Ga-hyuk's face clearly, she was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

"Brother, you ...... How did you get here? ”