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He Xiuran was stunned and exhausted.

"Cough, cough …"

An shallowly stroked her back in pain, "Grandma He, this is all shallowness. I've caused you to suffer." As he said this, his eyes reddened.

At that time when she left here, she was already six years old. The memories of her youth were all the care and care that Principal He had given her. This kindness had yet to be repaid, yet it had brought such heavy injuries to the old man. An Qian felt especially guilty in her heart.

She Xiulian coughed to ease the discomfort in her throat. She then frowned and chuckled, "Silly girl, it's all their fault that it has nothing to do with you. If she said she was in the wrong, then Grandma She was in the wrong too. Back then, when the An couple came to visit, I shouldn't have taken a fancy to their family background and agreed to let them take you away. If I had refused, there would have been no later. "

"Grandma He …" An Qian's heart ached as she held He Xiulian's arm and sobbed.

"I had originally thought that since this little girl has such a decent family, she wouldn't dare to be a princess. At the very least, she should be someone's precious daughter. Who would have thought that they were actually people like that? Granny He wanted nothing more than to … It's all because of Grandma He's momentary thoughts that she suffered such grievances in the An clan for so many years. "

An Qian shook her head, crying, "No, no. Grandma He, don't blame yourself."

He Xiulian smiled and said, "Whose little girl is she? Why is she crying so miserably? Her face was originally beautiful, but now she's crying. It's so ugly."

An Qian was so amused that her tears turned into smiles. She remembered that when she was young, Grandma He would make her laugh whenever she cried. Memories from his childhood surfaced bit by bit, and a warm feeling surged into his heart.

"Little girl." He Xiuran's face suddenly turned serious.

"Grandma He." An Qian was also affected by her solemnity and called out in a serious tone.

"Grandma told you before that the necklace on your body is very important to you. You didn't throw it away did you?"

"No, no, I've always kept it." An Qian quickly shook her head.

He Xiuran was relieved and nodded, "Keep it. Perhaps it has something to do with your background. Perhaps, one day, if fate wills it, we will meet again. "

"Yes." Tears welled up in An Qian's eyes as she nodded.

"Girl, promise Grandma He not to have any hatred in your heart."

"..." "Why?"

"Don't ask me why. Everything in this world had its reasons. Some things, you can't just look at the surface, there are too many internal factors, and external factors caused by the bad results, it's really helpless, you understand? There's nothing we can do! "

On the way back, An Qian was constantly pondering over Grandma He's words.

Did she mean that if she really did meet her parents in the future, she wouldn't have to hate them? However, what was this day? When would it be …

An Qian walked into the new room. It really was different from the room she used to live in.

The room was furnished simply, with a small living room and a bathroom. However, this one was different. In a word, it was' big '. Every room was very big, especially the bedroom.

Water pink round bed, covered with red, symbolizing the rose of love. All the lace used for the bedclothes is heartbreaking. The french windows were on both sides of the bed, and the curtains were divided into two layers. There was a thin layer of white gauze and a deep purple curtain.

The floor was covered with a soft light coloured carpet. The living room had a crystal chandelier, a real sheepskin sofa, and a crystal chandelier. There was also a high-quality massage tub in the bathroom. All sorts of daily necessities were available.

Basically, it should be a matching room for the real Mo family's young mistress.

An shallowly stretched out her hand and took out a rose petal from the watery pink bed. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers. Everything before him seemed to be like a dream.

Hearing footsteps outside, she came in without closing the door.

An Qian stood up and looked outside, only to see Mo Yefeng and Mo Ye Han walking in.

Mo Yefeng stepped in front of her and asked with a smile, "Qian Chao, do you like it?"

An shallowly made a sound of acknowledgment before she looked around the room.

Mo Yefeng shook his head and said with a smile, "No, I'm talking about this." After saying that, he pointed to the rose on the bed.

An Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. So it turned out to be Brother Feng who made these flowers. She didn't expect him to be such a romantic man.

"Yeah, I like it." An Qian also smiled and nodded.

Mo Ye Han also walked over and asked, "Do you like it?"

This time, he was asking about everything in the room. An shallowly nodded her head, "I like it."

I really like it. Such a dreamy princess room, I think every girl would like it. Originally, his mood was very good today, but after seeing everything here, his yearning for the future had come to life.

"It's good that you like it." Mo Ye Han said lightly.

Then, he turned to Mo Yefeng and said, "Big brother, let's go back as well. He's tired even after a shallow day of work. Let her rest."

"Mm, alright." Mo Yefeng nodded and reluctantly bade An Qian farewell. Qian Chao, I'm going back. Don't miss me. "

An Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She stretched out her hand and stroked the top of his hair.

Mo Ye Feng and Mo Ye Han left. Before they left, Mo Ye Han glanced at her. Although he didn't say anything, that look in his eyes seemed to convey some sort of message to An Qian.

An shallow thought for a moment, then went to the washroom to wash up. He then put on the homemade clothing in the ivory chest of drawers and waited for a while before heading outside.

When he reached the balcony, he saw that the man was already there.

Crap! He was late again. Was he going to lose his temper again? As he thought of this, he started to feel uneasy.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Mo Ye Han suddenly turned his head and gave her a faint glance. He then said with his usual cold voice, "Although I was late again, but compared to last time, I improved a lot. I don't care anymore."

An Qian secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Luckily, she didn't lose her temper.

"Is the room really satisfactory?" After An Qian sat down, Mo Eversnow asked again.

"Yes." He was far more than satisfied. He was simply too satisfied.

"If there's anything you're not satisfied with, just say it. I'm ordering them to improve."

"No need, I'm really satisfied. I like it a lot." An Qian hurriedly said.

Mo Ye Han dispelled this thought and looked at the vast starry sky in the distance, not saying another word.

An Qian suddenly felt that she liked this feeling too. In the silence of the night, it was very comfortable to sit there without a word.