Chapter 278

Anyan and Rongxi asked for leave. After the performance, they didn't go to work on Jingjiang No. 3, but returned home.

At this time point, Shi huishu had gone to sleep, while mu Dexiu was drinking with his bottle in the living room.

Anyan didn't say hello to Mu Dexiu, but planned to walk upstairs. When mu Dexiu saw Anyan, he said with a smile: "Anyan, you're back! Did you go to heshao today? Burp... "

"I'll give you 100000 yuan this month. You don't have to remind me like that."

"Ha ha ha?" Murdoch laughed suspiciously, burped a little, drank two more drinks, and said, "you don't have to give it, Hershey. Now give me 200000 a month!"

An Yan is a Leng, hear Mu de Xiu this words, immediately walked to his in front.

"What did you say? He gives you 200000 a month? "

"That time, heshao sent someone to beat me violently. After that, I gave me 200000 yuan. Don't worry, Dad won't ask you for money. The money heshao gave me was enough for me to drink! Ha ha ha

An Yan thinks of Mu de Xiu's black and blue face last time. It turns out that he was beaten by He Yun Shen?

"Anyan, I have already told you that heshao loves you. As long as you are willing to bow to him, you can come back to him at any time! Dad is from the past, although he Shao does not stop, stop... Giving our family aid, but you come back to him, we can live better! Ha ha ha Mu de Xiu a mouth is full of wine, an Yan wrinkled the eyebrow, slightly back a step or two.

"Yes, I'll go back to he Junshen, and then you can use me to give him whatever he wants?" An Yan looks at Mu de Xiu in front of him. His mind has been seen through by an Yan.

Suddenly, Anyan shows a faint smile, which means a little self mockery. For so many years, Anyan has never felt sorry for herself, but now she feels really miserable. How could she have such a father?

"Anyan, my father's Yan, my father's good daughter..." Mu de Xiu said with a smile, "just listen to my father. Don't you like he Junshen? You don't lose money when you are with him!"

An Yan looks at Mu de Xiu in front of her. She really doesn't want to talk with her anymore. In an Yan's opinion, Mu de Xiu only has money and himself in his eyes.

Anyan bit her lower lip, then turned and walked upstairs.

"Anyan, dad is talking to you, Anyan! Burp Mu de Xiu didn't know how many mouthfuls of liquor he had poured. His pace was soft and his speech was vague.

Anyan speeds up the steps to go upstairs. After opening the door and entering the room, she quickly closes the door and locks it, so as to prevent mu Dexiu from coming to her again and continuing to talk nonsense.

Anyan breathed a sigh of relief, opened the drawer on one side and looked at the scarf she had just knitted.

January 14th is his birthday.

Her eyes turned red at the thought of this.

An Yan takes a deep breath, takes out his mobile phone and dials he Yiqing's number. After the phone rings for more than ten seconds, he Yiqing's voice rings from the other end of the mobile phone.

"Who is it?"

Anyan tidied up her mood and said to the end of her mobile phone: "my father-in-law is really forgetful. Have you even forgotten his daughter-in-law? We've met many times, and we've even had dinner at the same table. "

Anyan's every word is extremely ironic.

He Yiqing on the other end of the mobile phone cleared her throat and said, "Mu Anyan, what do you mean?"

"Father in law." Anyan sweetly calls he Yiqing on the other end of her mobile phone. Her every "father-in-law" is responding to he Yiqing, "father-in-law has forgotten those cruel things he did to me so soon?"

"Mu Anyan, what do you want?" He Yiqing was obviously weak.

Anyan smiles and says again, "what do I want? I just want to ask my father-in-law, do you feel better without shares? Don't you want to know where your shares are now? "

He Yiqing couldn't hold her breath at the moment. She asked through her mobile phone, "Mu Anyan, do you know? Do you know who's behind the taking of my shares? "

Anyan gave a very positive answer: "yes, I know, and no one knows better than me."

"Is it you?"

"Ha ha." Anyan just laughed, "if you want to get back your shares and know the whereabouts of your shares, come to the 406 warehouse of Dongjiao Wharf at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. This warehouse... You should know better than me."

That's where she was forced to abort for the first time.

The pain of that night, even today in retrospect, Anyan still feel particularly clear.

"Are you trying to set me up?"

"Next set? What can I do for you as a weak woman? Don't forget that I have left hejunshen. Now I have nothing. But there should be a powerful force behind you to help you, right? I asked you to come here alone to ensure my personal safety, but if you can't, these shares... You will have no chance with them. Without them, you don't even have the right to fart in SNZ plutocrats! "

There was a long silence on the other end of the mobile phone. Then, he Yiqing's voice came from the other end of the mobile phone again: "you must give me an account at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon! Mu Anyan, otherwise I will never let you go! "

"I'm on time." After the phone hung up, Anyan held her cell phone tightly.

It is still unknown who will win.

He Yiqing, I will never let you go!

Anyan's clear eyes suddenly become turbid. The turbid things in his eyes are called hatred.

She pursed her lower lip, put down her mobile phone, and looked at the wool that had just been knitted. When she left, she forgot to take away the half knitted scarf from the villa. Now it's time to stay up all night.

Looking at this group of wool, an Yan's eyes were red.

I hope I can see him off before his birthday.

This is her last gift to him

Hejunshen, I'm sorry.

……

That night, Anyan stayed up all night, waiting until dawn, before the scarf was finished.

The palm of her right hand is still aching. Although the fracture is not serious, she doesn't take good care of it. It usually takes about 20 days to recover. However, she keeps tossing her hand. It seems that she will leave sequelae.

An Yan looked at his right hand palm, suddenly showed a very bleak smile, in fact, it doesn't matter whether it can be good or not.

Because it doesn't matter anymore.

Anyan pursed her lower lip tightly. After putting down her scarf, she went to one side of the desk and took out a pen and paper. She just wrote a few words.