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

Chapter 57 History Will Repeat Itself
An Qi picked up the wine glass, shook it gently twice, looked at Zhan Mochen dreamingly and said, "Brother Mochen, would you like to have a drink with me?"

Zhan Mochen didn't speak, his handsome face was condensed, and the air around him was cold.

An Qi shrank - body.

In fact, over the years, while she was madly in love with this man, she was also a little afraid of him.

Whenever she was alone with Zhan Mochen, she was actually nervous. She couldn't explain how she felt. She just felt that Zhan Mochen was too unpredictable and she had never understood him at all.

But no matter how nervous or scared she was, she still had to complete today's task.

An Qi quickly organized her words, with a look of pity on her face: "Brother Mo Chen, you can see all the hard work I have done over the years. Even if I have really done something wrong, for the sake of my companionship over the years, you will stay with me." Can I have a drink?”

Although An Qi had tried her best to hide her embarrassment, her voice could not help but reveal a hint of trembling and hoarseness.

She cried for a long time yesterday, and her voice became hoarse from crying.

Zhan Mochen lightly glanced at An Qi's red and swollen eyes, which could not be concealed by any makeup, but An Yan's cold and familiar face flashed through his mind.

He stretched out his slender hand slightly, finally picked up the wine glass, and drank the wine in one gulp.

He finally drank!
A hint of joy flashed through An Qi's eyes very quickly.

"Can we say it now?" Zhan Mochen's eyes were deep, and his deep eyes seemed to have a fascinating magic power.

An Qi picked up the wine bottle and refilled Zhan Mochen's glass in a leisurely manner: "Brother Mochen, would you like to eat something first? The food here tastes very good."

Zhan Mochen's patience ran out.

In fact, even if An Qi is unwilling to tell, given time, he will be able to find out An Yan's past.

There's no need to waste time here.

An Qi's heart skipped a beat.

She has been with Zhan Mochen for these years, and although their relationship has not progressed further, her ability to observe words and emotions has been developed extremely well.

Worried that Zhan Mochen would walk away, An Qi quickly said: "Sister, she... left the country because of a man."

A simple sentence made Zhan Mochen interested in listening.

He had known for a long time that An Yan had not gone abroad to recuperate because of illness. What he wanted to know was what An Yan had experienced abroad.

"As I told you before, my sister doesn't love that man, but this incident has brought shame to the family. My father had no choice but to send my sister abroad." An Qi wrung her slender fingers and said, Sad look.

"I knew earlier that my sister hated the family because of this incident, and she also hated me for not helping at the time, so what happened today..."

Zhan Mochen had no intention of listening to the next words. An Yan didn't love that man?

That man, isn't he?
Zhan Mochen leaned back on the seat. Although the expression on his face did not change much, there was an undercurrent in his dark eyes, as if a beast was about to be released from the cage.

It's not that An Qi didn't notice his expression, but she wasn't sure what he was thinking. She could only continue to test: "Of course, my sister has never seen that man and has no emotional basis..."

"That's enough!" Zhan Mochen's face became even more grim.

He knew what An Qi meant. Overtly or covertly, she just wanted to tell him how casual An Yan was.

An Qi was so frightened by this scolding that her hands shook. In the past few years, her awe for Zhan Mochen was engraved in her bones.

At the same time, she couldn't help feeling resentful in her heart.

What kind of soul-enchanting potion did that bitch An Yan give Brother Mo Chen?Let Brother Mo Chen help her so much!
"I'm not here to hear what you have to say!" Zhan Mochen's eyes revealed a sharp edge, "I want to know what An Yan's experience was like during those years abroad."

An Qi was stunned, An Yan's experience abroad?
How could she know this?At that time, her father beat An Yan to death and threw her abroad. Later, he directly cut off his funding for her.An Qi had no idea how An Yan could survive in such conditions, let alone give birth to a child.

If An Yan hadn't returned home, she would have even thought that An Yan had died outside.

Zhan Mochen narrowed his eyes, showing some danger. An Qi obviously didn't know anything more than him.

"Sister, she is abroad, and her life was very difficult at the beginning..." An Qi was a little nervous, afraid that Zhan Mochen would turn around and leave if he was unhappy.

In this case, all her plans for tonight would be ruined.

Zhan Mochen is indeed interested in what An Qi is saying now.

However, I don't know if it was his illusion, but it felt like a fire was burning in his lower abdomen.

And this feeling is even a little familiar, just like that night six years ago...

"Because my father was really angry at that time, he stopped supporting my sister for a while..." An Qi did not dare to directly tell what An Bangguo did to An Yan, so she could only cover it up.

Even so, she still felt that the air pressure on the man opposite her was much lower.

Zhan Mochen was indeed a little angry.

I feel a little distressed and guilty.

He couldn't imagine how An Yan could live abroad with three children alone.

He was a little confused. He felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and he was starting to feel uncomfortable.

An Qi had been secretly observing Zhan Mochen's every move. When she saw thin drops of cold sweat oozing out from the man's forehead, she knew that this was the effect of the medicine taking effect.

Then his face lit up, and he deliberately reached out his hand and asked with concern: "Brother Mo Chen, what's wrong with you? Are you a little drunk?"

Zhan Mochen pushed An Qi's hand away and pressed his fingers on his forehead, trying to keep himself awake.

How could he get drunk so easily?
An Qi didn't care so much. She was about to achieve her goal today, so how could she let this opportunity slip away so easily.

She stood up and approached Zhan Mochen step by step.

The crisp pine wood fragrance emanating from the man fascinated her. Her mind wandered, her legs became weak, and she just wanted to lean into the man's arms.

After getting closer, An Qi put her weak and boneless hand on Zhan Mochen's shoulder.

"Brother Mo Chen, can I help you go upstairs to have a rest?"

The fire in Zhan Mochen's body was rushing around, eager to find a breakthrough.

He raised his head with difficulty, his handsome face was covered with fine sweat, and his fair skin was crimson.

A slightly familiar face appeared in front of him.

Her big eyes are full of affection, and her red lips are so bright that she opens and closes them, not knowing what she said.

It’s... An Yan...

when did she come
She is no longer angry with him, as long as she is willing to pay attention to him...

Zhan Mochen reached out and held the woman's soft little hand tightly.

(End of this chapter)