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【344 An Yan’s Memories (1)】

"You guys..." Zhizhi raised his finger and narrowed his eyes dangerously, "What does this mean?"

The two men were very calm and calm. They almost spoke in unison, even the tone was the same, and they uttered two words very calmly——

"Forced marriage."

There was no discussion, but at this moment the father and son had a complete tacit understanding.

As soon as the words fell, Miss Song immediately ran away...

Because the scene is violent, chaotic, and murderous, I won't go into too much detail here.

Basically, Xiao Shitou thought it was an excuse to have a meeting at the base, so he ran away neatly and left the mess to the young master.

As a result, the eldest young master carried Miss Song into the house and forcibly wrapped her in the quilt, "You are still very tired, continue to sleep."

"I'm so tired! You've ruined the little stone. I'm going to take the stone with me now, leave Nangong headquarters immediately, and go back to the alliance now..."

"Don't make trouble." Nangong Jue pressed his body against her struggling and twisting body, his eyes bright, "If you want to go back to your parents' home, you have to go through the door first."

Zhizhi was quiet for a while, looking at his bottomless but serious eyes, her heart was still pricked.

She stopped making trouble and didn't speak. She glared at him and whispered a threat: "Next time you two, father and son, try to join forces like this?"

"Is it wrong to ask you to be my wife?"

He asked back, Zhizhi looked at him and opened his mouth but couldn't say anything in reply.

His eyes were so serious that Zhizhi had no choice but to remain silent...

Maybe in Young Master Nangong's mind, a proposal of marriage is not something necessary, but the fact that he can say the word "wife" is indeed worth her while she quietly digests it while her heartbeat speeds up in confusion.

The eldest young master always has a magical power that makes her blush and make her heart beat, but he can still ask questions so righteously without proposing. As a man without romantic skills, he is considered to be the best!

Miss Song is now beginning to worry about the rest of her life...

Nangong Jue stared at her, put his hand on her waist, and comforted her seriously, "You don't have to worry, I like that you are fat."

Zhizhi froze and his face turned blue again.

She looked at Nangong Jue's angular, perfect handsome face and precise figure comparable to a statue in 360-degree candid photos, and secretly made a decision——

Before the wedding takes place...

Bite this incomprehensible man to death!

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original first release◇◆

An Yi has been in the research room for a whole day.

When An Yan stood in front of An Yi's bedroom door, he remembered what she said when she answered the phone, and suddenly realized a strong premonition of danger, just like the scene when he checked the last batch of drugs to be exported and drove home.

The heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and the eyebrows and eyelids jumped wildly, like a warning before the devil came.

He turned around and immediately went downstairs, turned on his mobile phone and called An Yi once, twice, and three times, but he couldn't get through.

He immediately called two of his men to carry weapons and ran all the way to the Nan'an Research Laboratory. They entered the password to open the door. They found that the password setting had been destroyed and the door was forcibly locked. He ordered him and his men to break the door open and rush into the operating room.

The lights in the operating room were turned on, the LCD TV on the high platform was playing silently, and Aki's mobile phone was soaked in the medicines... The whole room was neat, without any chaos, without any trace of fighting, and it was peaceful.

But it has a strange orange coldness.

No one.

Extremely quiet.

The atmosphere was just like the night An Yan had experienced many years ago.

That day, when he drove to the door, he didn't see Lao Yang, who usually looked after the door. He just shook his head and drove the car into the garage.

An's villa was always lively, but it was very quiet that night, so quiet that you could hear his breathing and the sound of the wind so clearly.

Elegant waltz music was playing in the living room. It was a day for Keren to come as a guest. He thought that his mother must have prepared fine wine and food and prepared a small family party. His father and mother had always been hospitable and elegant, but at the door

In the first aspect, he is extremely caring, but in other aspects, he is still respectable.

"Back."

As usual, he opened the door and saw his father, mother, Keren, the housekeeper and several servants, all sitting on the sofa with their backs to him, leaning on the sofa without saying a word.

The crystal lamp on the dome is dazzlingly bright, the undulating music in the living room is still playing, and the restaurant on the table is filled with aroma. If you smell it carefully, it is the smell of pumpkin pie that you like to eat.

"Dad, Mom, Keren, I'm back."

He repeated it again, but still no one answered him. An Yan was a little confused and looked up at the TV they were facing. Silently, a boring news program was playing. It was not surprising that his father and mother liked watching him. Even Keren

It's strange to see him so involved.

An Yan stepped forward, raised his hand and was about to complain. When his eyes fell on the sofa, staring at everyone in front of him with fear and horror, his movements paused.

What did you see that made you look so frightened?

An Yan froze for a long time before he regained his intuition and used one hand to feel the breath of his father and mother on the sofa...

It falls over when touched.

There is no blood.

His throat was cut with a knife and he was breathless.

The body lying on the ground was cold and had no temperature.

This is not a body, it is a corpse.

When An Yan realized it, his face suddenly turned pale. He lifted up his dead relative with both hands and looked at Ke Ren's horrified eyes. He was so frightened that he could not speak...

He sat in front of the corpse for a long time without crying or breaking down. He turned around and turned off the TV, picked up the sharp fruit knife on the table, and walked straight to the basement where the red wine was stored. He entered the password, opened the iron door, and sat in the wine cellar.

The stubborn and cold-faced woman pointed the tip of the knife at her throat.

She still had that stubborn look in her eyes and smiled at him, "Brother, what's wrong, my parents want you to persuade me again? I won't marry Jiang Zhe, house arrest is useless to me! Yeran, he was arrested by the Ye family

The person who was expelled is right. Even if he has nothing, I will stick with him for the rest of my life. Don’t try to persuade me. Just tell your parents that I won’t agree..."

"Xiao Yi," he interrupted her quietly, "my parents are gone."

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