Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 2 Six years later

Kyoto Airport.

Three children of about six years old walked out of the bustling exit.

"Wow, so handsome!"

"Look at that little girl, does she look like a doll? So delicate!"

The three little ones held each other's hands and walked out openly. They were already numb to the compliments.

Growing up, which aunt wouldn't stop and praise them when she saw them?

almost none.

Compared to her two sons and daughters, An Yan dresses very low-key.

She wore a peaked cap on her head and her beautiful figure was covered in loose casual clothes. She looked like a young girl in her twenties and eighties.

She doesn't look like a mother to three kids!

An Yan walked behind the three little ones and said, "You go to the door to find Uncle Ye Huan, while Mommy goes to get the luggage."

Ye Huan was An Yan's good friend when she was young, and he helped her go abroad.

"Oh, Your Majesty the Queen." The three little ones replied in unison.

A fiery red Maserati parked right in front. A handsome man wearing sunglasses and a white suit waved his hands enthusiastically and shouted: "Here, babies!"

The gesture and the intimate tone were really eye-catching, causing passers-by to look back frequently.

The three little ones held their foreheads in unison.

Uncle Ye is showing off again. He really has no eyes to see.

An Yan walked out pushing her luggage. Her cell phone just rang. She was about to answer the call when someone suddenly bumped into her and dropped her cell phone to the ground.

"Move aside." The visitor didn't apologize and just urged An Yan to leave quickly.

An Yan ignored him and bent down to pick up the phone.

At this time, a row of luxury cars drove over. After stopping, two rows of ten long-legged bodyguards wearing black suits and sunglasses got out.

The middle door was opened, and a pair of straight, well-proportioned long legs stretched out. The ten-inch tall silver moccasins highlighted these flawless legs.

"Miss An." All the bodyguards saluted, lowering their heads and not daring to look at the woman.

An Qi looked around high up, tapped her chin and asked, "Master Zhan hasn't arrived yet?"

"Miss An, Mr. Zhan asked you to wait a moment. He will be here soon."

"Okay." An Qi took out her phone and was about to scroll down Weibo when her eyes suddenly tightened.

Without thinking, she hurried forward on her stiletto heels.

An Yan picked up the phone and found that the screen was cracked. She was about to find the person just now, when her wrist was suddenly clenched tightly.

"An Yan?"

"It's me." Looking at the face that resembled her own, An Yan was not surprised at all.

She had just seen An Qi, and there was nothing to hide from. Since she decided to return to China, she would have to meet these people sooner or later.

It's just a matter of time.

"You..." An Qi felt nervous and blurted out: "Why are you still alive?"

An Yan raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why can't I live?"

An Qi didn't expect that the man who was beaten to death by his father six years ago would be standing in front of her unharmed.

Now that this woman is back, what about her lying to Master Zhan...

An Qi tried her best to calm down the panic in her heart, and looked An Yan up and down, with a sarcastic smile on her face: "Why are you acting like this? Look at what you are wearing. People who don't know would think you came back from somewhere."

An Yan smiled slightly and said with gleaming eyes: "Of course I can't compare to you in An's family who eats and drinks well and is cared for by your parents."

An Qi's eyes froze slightly.

Six years seemed to have left no trace on An Yan's face, and she seemed to have become more beautiful.

If Brother Mo Chen is allowed to see this woman...

An Qi's eyes flashed with reluctance.

"Since you were kicked out of the house by your father, why did you come back shamelessly?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" An Yan didn't bother to look at the other person, crossed her arms and said coldly. "Why doesn't it matter? Do you know how much dad hates you? He wishes you had died abroad."

Do you want her to die abroad?Oh, but she didn't get what they wanted!

An Qi continued: "You killed your mother when you were born, and later you killed your grandma who worked so hard to raise you. Dad said you were a broom star and would cause harm to people wherever you go. What do you think you did? Don’t die!”

The end of her words was like a curse, and her beautiful face was horribly distorted.

An Yan knew who she was, so she wasn't surprised.

"It's exactly what you said." A hint of sarcasm emerged from An Yan's lips: "How come you haven't been killed by me yet?"

"You dare to curse me to death?" An Qi said angrily.

"And your mistress, how come she's not dead?"

"Snapped!"

This slap hit An Yan hard on the face.

An Qi shook her numb hand and cursed fiercely: "You dare to scold me, are you tired of living?"

Half of An Yan's face was in burning pain, and she could tell it was swollen without even looking.

Seeing An Qi's proud face, An Yan waved her hand without hesitation, planning to slap this woman in kind.

Her hand failed to land on An Qi's face, and her wrist was restrained by a strong force, unable to move.

"What's going on?" A man's low and cold voice sounded.

An Yan's heart tightened.

This voice seemed familiar, she had heard it somewhere before.

"Mo Chen, you're here. She called me mentally ill, bullied me, and wanted to beat me!" The proud look on An Qi's face completely disappeared, and she cuddled up against the man aggrievedly.

The man exudes the powerful coercion of a superior, so oppressive that people can't even lift their heads.

An Yan calmed her mind, facing the cold gaze, she saw the man's appearance clearly, but she was shocked in her heart.

The man's facial features are deep and three-dimensional, especially his bottomless eyes. The eyes are as black as ink, and the ends of the eyes are narrow and slightly raised, as if they hide countless sharp edges.

But how come such a handsome face looks so similar to Chenchen and Suisui?
She gave birth to triplets abroad. As the children grew up, she discovered that her two sons, Chenchen and Suisui, were not similar to her. Only her daughter, Nuannuan, had inherited her appearance, especially the small pear dimple on the right side of her face. Very cute.

When An Yan looked at Zhan Mochen in a daze, Zhan Mochen was also looking at the woman in front of him.

The skin under his hand was radiating heat, reminding him of one thing: he had held this woman's wrist for more than 30 seconds.

very wrong!

He was born with a mysophobia and never allowed any woman to get close to him. Even An Qi could only stay by his side in these years and would not get too close to her.

Except for that night six years ago...

Thinking of this, Zhan Mochen shook An Yan's hand away as if he was electrocuted.

"She is mine. No one can insult her, let alone do anything to her. Do you understand?" Zhan Mochen stared at An Yan with cold eyes.

An Yan was simply shocked.

The five fingerprints on her face are still there. Who made the first move?
She opened her mouth and was about to speak when she was interrupted by An Qi.

"Mo Chen, don't be like this guy. He's really lowering our standards. Don't you have a meeting later? Don't delay. Let's go."

An Qi had always been nervous and worried that Zhan Mochen would recognize An Yan, but she felt relieved when she saw this.

Zhan Mochen glanced at An Yan coldly, walked away with long legs.

Watching the two of them walk away, An Yan raised her hand and touched her right cheek, which still hurt a little.

Of course she wouldn't just let this slap go. She would settle with An Bangguo for what the An family owed her!

At the exit of the underground parking lot, Ye Huan drove to pick up An Yan.

The three little ones in the car were chattering non-stop, making Ye Huan's head almost explode.

"Look, that squid is so handsome, brother, look." An Nuannuan pointed her fat little finger out of the car window and exclaimed happily.

"Where are you? Are you more handsome than me?" Second brother An Suisui looked over casually.

In the black car in front, a man leaned back on the back seat and closed his eyes slightly.

He does look handsome, but why does he look a little familiar?
(End of this chapter)