90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 111

The two women lay side by side on the bed. Juanzi turned over and faced Yang Liu, looking at her slightly pale face. "Xiao Liu, I really feel like I'm dreaming. We actually got out of that hellhole."

She once thought she would die there, but God was merciful and did not take her life.

Yang Liu turned around to face her. Although her face was tired, her eyes were sparkling. She didn't expect that she could come back.

"Sister Juanzi, I'm not dreaming. We will get better and better." She firmly believed.

She has a daughter now, and she is still as well-behaved and sensible as ever. For her daughter's sake, she has to become better and better.

Women are weak, but mothers are strong.

Juanzi's eyes were red. She sniffed and tried to hold back her tears. "Yes, we will definitely get better and better."

As the night grew darker, Anzi, in his pajamas, sat cross-legged on the bed practicing.

During this period, her hearing and eyesight became more and more acute, so when the phone in the living room rang urgently, she heard it immediately, and she also heard the voice of the nanny who was on duty at night answering the phone.

I don’t know what was said on the other end of the phone, but the nanny walked upstairs quickly, and her destination should be Wang Po’s room.

"Madam, Madam, Mrs. Lin called and has something urgent to tell you."

Anzi got out of bed, put on his slippers, opened the door and walked downstairs.

After moving to the new house, she originally wanted to live in a building of her own, but Wang Po firmly disagreed because she was too young. So the two of them lived together in the main building, but they lived upstairs and downstairs.

Wang Po had just fallen asleep and had not yet reacted after being woken up. She was in a daze. She opened the door and saw Anzi behind the nanny. She quickly turned around and took a small blanket to cover her. Then she asked, "What's going on?"

At this time, Xu Qing, who heard the noise, also rushed over with his clothes on.

The nanny was in her 30s and was said to be the only staff member in the manor who had attended high school. She narrated the story in a clear and logical manner, and explained everything in just a few words.

"Something happened at Mrs. Lin's hotel. Three security guards have died." She finally said in shock.

Anzi's eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost, and he forced a faint smile to the nanny, "Aunt, please help me call Uncle Wang to get up and drive, it's nothing serious."

She had clearly seen that day that accidents should not happen in hotels, and someone had died. It seemed that the problem was quite serious and she had to go there immediately.

The nanny trotted away. Anzi looked up at Grandma Wang and held her hand. "Grandma, you are at home. I will go over to see you."

Wang Po was not very happy. With so many people dead, the problem must be very serious. But thinking that Mrs. Lin had helped her family so much, it would be unreasonable not to go over and take a look. So she frowned and said, "I'll go with you, or I can go alone."

Anzi hurriedly stopped her. If something really happened and she failed to protect Wang Po, she would regret it.

She rolled her eyes slightly and gave her a sweet smile, "Grandma, you know I have to do good deeds. I'll take Grandpa with me. Can you stay at home? Grandpa will protect me if anything happens."

Wang Po was a little hesitant. Although the child told her that all her skills were taught by the dead old man, and the dead old man often came to see her, he had never shown up in front of her. She was worried that the old man was unreliable.

He was unreliable when he was alive, let alone now that he is dead.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Anzi turned around and pulled Xu Qing over, "Grandma, I'll take Sister Qing with me. You know, Sister Qing has a strong life, and basically nothing will happen to her."

"No, I still have to go with you. If it's really a powerful thing, I can still drag it and let you run away first." Wang Po grabbed Anzi's arm. She was still worried. Anzi was made to laugh and cry by her words.

"Grandma, don't worry. I cherish my life very much. Grandpa won't let me take risks. If I can't handle it, I will run away immediately. Is that okay?" She raised the small peach wood sword pendant hanging on her wrist, "I'm very smart."

Wang Po clenched her fists and began to regret not learning a few tricks from the old man before, so that An Zi would not have to deal with it alone when encountering problems.

Xu Qing received Anzi's look and hurriedly followed to comfort her, "Old lady, don't worry, if something goes wrong, I will immediately take the young lady and run away."

She ran very fast and was smart. Wang Po couldn't convince her, so she could only turn to the next room and take the tablet of the seventh brother down from the altar.

"Here, take your grandpa with you. If anything happens, have him take you two little girls and run away quickly."

Anzi: ...The belt she is talking about is not this belt!

She didn't dare to refute. With a smile on her face, she took the black tablet and threw it into the space, hitting An Yan on the head who was concentrating on practicing.

"What? What is this?" An Yan glared at him angrily. His father's tablet was lying on the ground facing him.

An Yan: …

An Yan: "Why did you bring my dad in here out of nowhere?"

As Anzi walked upstairs to his bedroom, he took the time to answer, "Grandma gave it to me. What? Don't you want to see Grandpa?"

An Yan was choked by her words. How could he dare to see him in this state? It would be strange if the old man didn't beat him to death!
But then I thought again, that’s not right, the old man is a ghost, both the father and the son are ghosts, what can he do to himself?

The young man, who was insecure when talking about his father, straightened his back and said, "Let me meet him, am I afraid of him?"

Anzi quickly changed his clothes and took his backpack. "Okay, just because of what you said, I'll let you two meet after I'm done."

An Yan: …

I don’t know who taught this stupid kid!
Oh, it’s his mother, that’s no problem.

After packing up, I went downstairs with Xu Qing. Wang Yang had already driven the car to the entrance of the main building.

The two had just gotten into the car when a figure suddenly rushed over from a distance and blocked the way of the car.

Anzi poked his head out and started to curse, "Zhang Zhaonian, you are going to die!"

Zhang Zhaonian, wearing his training clothes, smiled at his little master and said, "Master, are you going to work? Take me with you."

Anzi raised his hand to look at his watch and waved at him impatiently, "Hurry up and get in the car!"

Zhang Zhaonian was so excited that he almost jumped up. He got into the passenger seat like a monkey and started urging before he even sat down, "Hurry up, hurry up!" Don't let those guys find you, otherwise they will definitely follow you.

He doesn't want those brats to follow him. He, Zhang Zhaonian, is the master's best disciple. Only he can accompany the master to work so late at night. Those guys... are nothing!
The car sped out of the manor like an arrow, and Yan Huaiyu only had time to breathe in a mouthful of exhaust fumes.

Just one step away!
Yan Huaiyu: ...He is so mad!
(End of this chapter)