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They finally arrived outside the Yan Clan's old residence.

Yan Luoluo got off the car, and looked at the white house in front of him. Taking a deep breath, she calmed her emotions and followed Lu Zhinian into the house.

Just as he arrived at the courtyard, he saw a slim and pretty woman walking out from the house.

That was her elder sister, Yan Xueman.

Yan Xueman's eyes were red as she walked over. She hugged Yan Luoluo and choked with sobs: "Rolo, you're finally back. We were all so worried about you not calling home for the past few years."

"Didn't you say that it would be best if you didn't come back?" Yan Luoluo pushed her away uncomfortably, "I only did what you said."

Yan Xueman's face stiffened, and pulled at her hand again, "Where … "Not at all."

"Enough, stop pretending. I feel disgusted." She avoided Yan Xueman's hand.

Five years ago, she had all sorts of thoughts as she jumped into the sea. When she woke up, her sister went to the hospital to visit her.

She thought that her sister would feel sorry for her, but unexpectedly, Yan Xueman gave her fifty thousand yuan, telling her that the bastard in her stomach could live as long as she wanted, and she could beat him up if she didn't want to live.

With that, Yan Xueman gave her her passport and plane ticket.

Rather than saying that she had chosen to leave for France, it would be more accurate to say that her sister had given her a plane ticket.

At this time, Lu Zhinian was already standing in front of Yan Xueman, and said to him: "We are all truly concerned about you, why do we still have to harm people who love you?"

"You care about me? Are you kidding? " Yan Luoluo wanted to laugh.

If he cared about her, after she jumped into the sea and was rescued, why didn't he care about her life and death? Why did he just throw her 50,000 yuan and a plane ticket instead?

If he cared about her, why didn't anyone step forward to help her when she fainted on the street and was taken to the relief center and the embassy staff contacted her family in the country?

At that time, if Cheng Jinchuan had not appeared, she would have already died in this place.

"Alright, stop it. Luo Luo Luo finally returned, come in quickly. "Mom's upstairs. I'll take you to see her." Yan Xueman magnanimously brought Yan Luoluo into the house.

Yan Luoluo took a deep breath. Forget it, she did not want to pursue the matters back then, since she had returned today, she only wanted to settle the grudge between them. From now on, they would forget about each other and forget about the martial arts world.

Yan Luoluo went upstairs to the main bedroom, and saw her sick mother, Yao Xiuyun.

After not seeing her for five years, she did look a little older, but it did not seem to be as serious as the illness that Lu Zhinian mentioned.

His mother called her to the bedside and gently held her hand. "Rolo, your mother really went too far with you in the past. Now that I think about it, I really regret it."

Yan Luoluo lowered her head, and wanted to pull her hand out, but in the end, she still endured the discomfort and allowed her mother to hold it.

Then her mother asked her about her current job, and how she had come back for a few days.

As she answered her mother's questions one by one, she felt as if she had a new home.

If they could have the care of their families, who would be willing to wander outside?

Just when she thought that the broken affection could be restored and that her mother still loved her, she heard her mother say with a troubled expression, "You know, the year after your father died, he and Sherman were managing the company. So Mom has a presumptuous request for you. "