Qin Ye's little ancestor is a real boss

Nan Yan's words shocked the two people present.

An Xiran did not expect that Nan Yan, who had always been cowardly and humble, and could even be said to have always followed An Muyao and obeyed her, would actually say such a thing.

An Muyao did not expect that Nan Yan dared to talk to her like this, and her face could no longer hold back.

Nan Yan walked slowly in front of her, her slender figure standing like a green pine, inexplicably full of aura.

Her cold eyes looked directly into An Muyao's eyes and sneered:

"You are just a fake daughter who has occupied the magpie's nest. Why do you think that the treatment you enjoy is justified?"

"You have occupied the position that originally belonged to me, and you still want to manipulate my life. Where do you get the face?"

An Muyao's face turned pale in an instant, "Yan Yan, I don't mean that..."

She was already extremely hateful in her heart. If An Xiran was not here, she would have been unable to bear it.

But An Xiran was here, and she could not lose her composure in front of him.

"What do you mean?" Nan Yan raised her eyebrows with a smile, "Do you think that I have been eating and drinking for free for two years in the An family, so I should devote the rest of my life to the An family?"

An Muyao shook her head against her will, "No..."

Little bitch, why did she suddenly become so eloquent?

She lowered her head, clenched her palms tightly, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that Mr. Zhang's nature was so bad before. If I knew, I would never agree!"

"Just now I heard you say that I have mental problems.?"

Nan Yan turned her head to look at An Xiran, "Fourth brother, do I look like a psychopath?"

"Of course not!" An Xiran's eyes were a little complicated. He thought a lot when he heard her words just now.

In the final analysis, it was their An family that owed her, not her.

An Xiran's eyes were slightly deep, and he said seriously: "Yan Yan, don't worry, as long as you don't like it, no one will force you to marry."

"Yeah."

Nan Yan responded lightly, glanced at An Muyao with a cold look, and returned to her room.

An Xiran didn't bother to pay attention to An Muyao. After leaving a sentence "Don't bother Yanyan if you have nothing to do in the future", he turned around and left.

An Muyao covered her still aching abdomen, stared at Nanyan's door with resentment for a while, and returned to her room in embarrassment.

Then she called An's mother Lu Lehua and said in a crying voice: "Mom, Yanyan said today that I occupied her identity, and the magpie's nest was occupied by the cuckoo..."

Lu Lehua hurriedly comforted her when she heard it, "Yaoyao, don't listen to her nonsense. Even if she is our biological daughter, you are also our daughter.

You have lived in the An family for 18 years, which is more legitimate than her."

"She actually dared to talk to you like this. When I go back, I will definitely teach her a lesson!"

Her tone has become heavy and a little angry in the latter part of this sentence.

An Muyao said quickly: "Mom, don't blame Yanyan, it's not her fault, she was telling the truth.

I just felt uncomfortable when I heard her say that, so I couldn't help but call you."

"Yanyan was originally blaming me for taking her identity, blaming me and hating me, this is normal.

I am a little sensitive, I think I have tried my best to get along with her, but she doesn't appreciate it..."

Later, An Muyao's tone dropped.

"Yaoyao." Lu Lehua interrupted her, "Don't think too much, care less about her in the future, and don't feel guilty about her."

"It's not your fault that she was taken away by mistake. It's our carelessness as parents. Now we can take her back and raise her by our side. We have done our best. Don't let her affect your mood."

When Lu Lehua mentioned his biological daughter, he didn't have any good feelings, and even had a deep disgust in his words.

In fact, Nanyan has done too many things that they can't stand in the two years since she was taken back.

She has a lot of bad habits and doesn't learn to be good. The ugly things she did made them lose face.

In addition, there is An Muyao, a talented girl who was raised and carefully cultivated by her side. The difference between them is not a little bit.

What's more, even if Nan Yan is her biological daughter, An Muyao is the baby she has spoiled since she was a child and participated in every day of her life.

She absolutely will not allow Nan Yan to bully An Muyao!

An Muyao suddenly cried across the phone, "Mom, if I were your biological daughter..."

"Silly child, you are!" Lu Lehua heard her crying and her heart was pulled up, "I don't care what others say, you have been raised by me since you were a child, you are my biological daughter!"

"Yaoyao, don't cry, mom has finished work and will return to Jincheng soon. I brought you a gift, wait for mom to come home!"

An Muyao stopped crying and responded sweetly: "Okay!"

"Good boy~"

The mother and daughter exchanged a few more pleasantries before hanging up the phone.

An Muyao put away the smile on her face and her expression became gloomy.

Nan Yan, that bitch, she must not leave her!

Fourth Brother's attitude made her feel a sense of crisis, and Nan Yan's change posed a great threat to her.

She couldn't let Nan Yan affect her position in the An family, and couldn't let her take away everything that belonged to her.

In this case, there was only...

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Cleaning the room made Nan Yan sweat.

The salty and wet sweat flowed into the wound, which was spicy and painful. She felt very uncomfortable, so she simply took the new long skirt and took a bath.

After washing, she washed the clothes she had changed by hand and hung them on the clothesline before returning to the bedroom and opening the notebook.

After her rebirth, she had never paid attention to the date, and now her eyes fell on the time in the lower right corner of the computer.

She just realized that more than a month had passed since her original body died!

Nan Yan pursed her lips, opened a website, and entered her account and password on it.

However, a dialog box popped up on the page, and her account had been cancelled.

Thinking of what to write, Nan Yan subconsciously opened a few more websites and tried to enter.

But without exception, they were all prompted that all her accounts had been cancelled.

And all the news about her had been cleared.

She was there, and no longer existed...

He cut the grass, and it was really cruel to completely eradicate it!

Nan Yan closed the notebook cover, pressed her hand hard on the position of her temple, and forced herself to calm down.

After calming down, she opened the notebook again.

This time, she did not go to the internal website, but logged into an official website.

Above the official website, there was a post that was pinned to the top and marked in red.

[Warmly celebrate that the great Director Shishkin has overcome difficulties and successfully developed the T-2 reagent, taking a big step forward in the progress of biological transformation engineering! ]

She clicked in.

Nan Yan looked at the photo of Director Shishkin, who was placed at the beginning of the post, wearing a medal of honor and with a proud and majestic look on his face.

The hatred in his eyes could not be suppressed and burst out.

Shishkin!!!

I wonder if he was worried about whether he would be killed by the dead when he woke up in the middle of the night?