Chapter 845： : Doubt (1)

On the first day of staying in the home, everything was calm except for being run by An Xin early in the morning to find something.

At night, Anhao was about to look for the ancestral hall of An's family while the old lady was not resting.

Although Anzhai also has lights at night, and the courtyard is not very dark, Anhao is not very familiar with Anjia. She did not find a servant to lead the way. She also took advantage of Zuo Hancheng's bathing time and walked out alone. By the way, look for An's ancestral hall.

Just as Anhao was heading towards a road that he hadn't walked before, suddenly, a figure walked back in front of him. The moment they met, Anhao's expression was extremely calm, but An Ping was Looking at her under the lights in the dark night house like this, the longings and guilt hidden in my heart flashed in my eyes for many years.

An Hao didn't seem to see the guilt in her eyes, only coldly watching An Xin, who walked quickly from behind her.

At the moment An Xin saw Anhao, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and held An Ping's arm tightly with a possessive expression: "Mom, it seems that it is about to rain, let's go back."

An Ping stayed where he was. Today, An Hao and Zuo Hancheng only ate a few meals with Old Man An. The rest of the time, they didn’t come to see themselves, and they even came to settle their home. It has nothing to do with yourself.

But maybe it really doesn't matter?

Realizing that her mother hadn't left, An Xin's voice was a bit anxious, and her eyes were a bit incredulous.

Isn't this Anhao really mother's biological daughter?

An Xin's hand held An Ping's arm tighter: "Mom, we..."

"There are no dark clouds in the sky, just a few clouds blocking the moonlight. Why didn't I see that it was about to rain?" Anhao glanced at the clouds in the night sky, his tone The coldness inside made An Xin's heart also dreadful.

Anhao remembers the purpose of her return. She will not be so soft-hearted that she will forgive her for abandoning herself because of the pain and guilt in An Ping's eyes.

Let her own daughter endure the pain of bereavement for eight years, and let her sit all night and night alone with her black and white photos in that small cold room until dawn, which made her endure so much. The pain after my mother cruelly abandoned.

How could she forgive so easily?

Even An Ping never gave herself an explanation.

An Xin felt flustered because of the staring gaze between Anhao and her mother, and she pulled An Ping’s cuff subconsciously: “Mom, I’m not feeling well today. Grandpa has treated me neither lukewarm nor cold for the past two days. It's uncomfortable, I want to sleep when I go to your room, and you still want to sleep with me in the same bed as before, okay..."

Hearing An Xin's words, An Hao smiled, not enough.

For a while, the atmosphere in the small road under the light was really subtle.

Anhao stayed on An Xin's hand for two seconds with lukewarm eyes, and the hand that An Xin had been holding on An Ping's arm suddenly stiffened, as if she noticed that her mother felt a bit embarrassed at this moment, although in her heart The mother who was not convinced, but did not dare to upset her, the instinctive coquettishness in her heart was suppressed by her hard work, and her hand slowly moved away from An Ping's arm.

However, An Xin's careful action made An Ping think that she seemed to be very afraid of Anhao, so she immediately raised her eyes and fell on Anhao, with a somewhat silent question in her eyes.

Seeing that she wanted to ask herself if she had said something to An Xin, Anhao didn't speak, but looked at her indifferently, with a cold sarcasm in her eyes.

An Ping also realized for a moment that she would doubt her because of such a trivial matter. She immediately closed the look in her eyes, and at the same time turned her eyes to An Xin beside her and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, go back to the room. Ask Aunt Zhao to call a doctor over to see if he has a cold, or why would he suddenly feel sick?"

"No need, mom." An Xin didn't say any more, but her eyes were clearly depressed. She glanced at An Ping with a little aggrieved look, then turned and left.

An Ping looked back at An Xin, and was about to speak, but An Hao suddenly said: "If you have a cold, take two pills and rest early. Ms. An can never treat herself as a child like a child. Aunt Ann is so old that it is impossible to stay by your side to take care of you for the rest of your life. Maybe one day you will find that everything that belongs to you is overturned overnight. Girls always learn to take care of them when they are young. I will not be too helpless after being abandoned."

Seeing An Xin left without saying a word, An Ping felt the silent hostility between the two children: she couldn't help but said, "Child, I know you have resentment in your heart, but An Xin she is innocent. She was when I was..."

"How innocent?" When An Hao said this, he stared straight at the trace of distress in An Ping's eyes, but she didn't know who she was distressed for.

For the biological daughter she abandoned, or for the adopted daughter who just left because of being jealous.

An Ping’s family background is distinguished. Of course, it’s not too much to go to the orphanage to bring a child back for adoption, but she has adopted a girl who resembles her own charm, so she throws herself at the Gu’s family and puts her adopted daughter on the other side. Pain and love around. Just when An Ping was about to speak, Anhao's eyes suddenly faintly glanced in the direction An Xin had just left.

Not far away was a blooming flower garden, An Xin did not go far, but hid there and listened to them.

An Ping also subconsciously glanced in the direction of the flower garden because of Anhao's turn of her head. She immediately understood her meaning and frowned. Some words shouldn't be heard by An Xin, and she was about to turn around. Let the child go back first.

As soon as An Ping was about to pass, An Hao's voice suddenly sounded: "Until now, don't you plan to tell me what happened?"

An Ping paused, and looked back at Anhao in surprise, telling her with her eyes, don't let An Xin know this.

An Hao looked at her with a sneer. Smiling An Ping suddenly felt a little hairy in her heart. She realized that the little princess who had been by her side for 14 years had changed a long time ago and she was completely stranger.

"Maybe you don’t know me enough now. For me, I don’t even look at things that belong to others. But who dares to touch things that belong to me, I might give her a chance to step back, but If she doesn't know how to step back, but instead wants to fight over and over, I will make her pay the price."

An Ping's complexion turned pale, including An Xin, who was hiding behind the flower garden, who had already turned around and left after hearing these words.