The sudden silence of Mo Yehan made An Xiashan's heart lose its confidence.

She frowned, her gaze following his handsome face. The man's untamed body drooped slightly, covering most of the light in his eyes. Her thin lips slightly pursed, seeming to be pondering something, yet also seeming to have the intention of evading the answer to this question.

She lightly bit her lower lip, "Ye Han, is there something that you're lying to me about?"

The man remained silent, but the smile that gradually faded from his face aroused her suspicions.

"..." We didn't say that no matter what happens, we shouldn't hide anything from each other. " An Qian's voice was very soft, but it was also very light. It didn't sound like she was angry, but there was a sense of grievance in her words.

It wasn't hard to imagine. If that was really the case, she felt like she was a fool as she was being chased around by the two brothers. But at the same time, she knew they couldn't help it. But why? At a time like this, was there anything else he couldn't say!

"Darling, if I told you the truth from the beginning, would you still marry me?" The man finally spoke.

"No way!" An Shuang spoke the truth.

At that time, she only wanted to climb out of the An clan's quagmire. If she had known that she would fall into a fire pit, she would have naturally refused.

"So, if I didn't lie to you, how would I have such a good wife?" The man showed his rogue nature, kissing and touching her cheek.

An shallowly dodged. Although his mood was still warm and fiery, the anger in his heart had disappeared quite a bit.

This damned bastard! There was always a way to make her happy, but he was the one who got eaten by her. Shade! Why?

"Baby." The man saw the doubt in her heart. She extended her slender fingers and gently stroked her hair, stroking her warm scalp, and gently said. "I was hiding this from you all those years ago because I had no choice but to do so. "HangYi Chen had been lurking beside us the entire time. Every single one of her perfect moves was being carried out right under the noses of Guan Yongmei." ""

An Qian listened quietly, her brows slightly furrowed.

If the emotions in her heart were still very complicated, then it was probably because her heart ached even more.

Mo Ye Han retracted his hand, and wrapped his arms around her waist. He stood by her side by the window, looking out at the peaceful and beautiful night.

His voice was as calm as water, but it was also as gentle as honey.

"Actually, this was Big Brother's idea first."

"…" An Qian's eyes opened wide.

The man nodded and rolled his Adam's apple slightly. As for his gaze, it was cast far away. The light in his eyes froze into ice, as if he would choke if he opened his mouth again.

"Ever since Mother passed away, Big Bro knew that we were already living in deep water. But at that time, I was still young, so it was impossible for me to act like a fool. One night he woke me up and told me that our mother had been killed by my father. If the two of us continue to be immature, I'm afraid the next to die will be us. "

An Qian gazed at the man's Adam's apple, sexy jaw, and the side of his face. She gazed at him with a gentle gaze, but did not interrupt his words.

"I don't know either. Perhaps it's because I was previously ignorant. Since that day onwards, I suddenly knew a lot of things. My brother told me that he would do something unexpected in front of others. Then, tell me not to show anything in front of others. "

In the end, she couldn't hold it in any longer and asked, "What did big brother do in front of them to make them believe that he had really gone mad?"

Ye Mo's long eyelashes drooped, and his thin lips trembled a little.

He was enduring! He was trying his best to endure. Once again, he ripped open the wounds of his brother and himself and showed them to the other party. He possessed such a cold and powerful appearance, but his heart was soft. All of the toughness, coldness, and ruthlessness were in fact all feigned.

Ye Han was just a man, he could even be considered an ordinary man.

However, life had forced him to be different. This way, others would fear you and fear you. Otherwise, he would be trampled to death like an ant!

"Big Brother will climb up the tree and eat the leaves. Sleeping in the snow in the middle of winter and standing in the sun in the middle of summer … "I'll beat anyone I see, curse anyone I see, bite anyone I see …"

An Shuang's eyes were wide open!

How a sane person can endure the humiliation and self-esteem in his heart and do these things.

What she wanted to do most right now was to hold him in her arms and cherish him. She did, too, though she wasn't as tall as he was, nor was she as handsome as he was. When she hugged him in her small embrace, he looked funny, and his movements were clumsy.

However, in the end, her warmth was still transmitted to Mo Ye Han.

The man leaned against her chest and his body stiffened. Mo Eversnow probably did not expect that she would do this. He only had to rely on her for a few seconds before he wrapped his arm around her waist. This posture immediately made him seem like he was taking the initiative.

An Qian couldn't help but feel a bit of affection for him.

This man had always been like this, always able to support the heavens and earth, immune to all poisons. It was always displayed in front of everyone with a powerful appearance.

Indestructible and indomitable!

Mo Ye Han cupped his hands to cover his shallow face, his gaze was like a gurgling brook, but it hid the wisdom of a stormy ocean. He said softly, "How can I tell others that you have made such a huge sacrifice?"

What a poor pair!

An Qian's eyes instantly became moist, "I'm sorry, it's cold at night. I shouldn't have asked such a question, and yet it was so overbearing. " Only now did she know that asking Mo Ye Han to speak of this matter was undoubtedly mercilessly unravelling the scars on the hearts of the two brothers.

The man smiled faintly. "This is not the same time. "Since you've asked, I think it's time to tell you."

As he spoke, he grabbed her arms and brought them up to his waist so that she could wrap her arms around it. He held her frail shoulders and clung to her, never leaving her.

An Qian snuggled up to the man and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

There was no trace of her confidence. Her tone was full of guilt. She suddenly felt that she had caused too much trouble. So regardless of the severity of the situation, just like what his grandfather said, he still chose to only consider his own emotions and let his personality take over.

Actually, she should have held back from asking. Even if she did ask, she shouldn't have said it in such a tone.

How could she not know how much perseverance and determination Mo Yefeng needed to be willing to pretend to be crazy for so many years?

An Qian's heart was filled with deep admiration and reverence …