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【344 An Yan's Memories ([-])】

"You..." Zhizhi raised his finger, narrowed his eyes dangerously, "What does this mean?"

The two men were very calm and calm, almost speaking in unison, even in the same tone, they uttered two words very calmly——

"Forced marriage."

Without any discussion, the father and son had a perfect understanding at this moment.

The words fell, and at this moment, Miss Song immediately ran away...

Due to the violent and chaotic scene, the murderous intent is too heavy, so I won't describe it too much here.

Roughly speaking, Xiao Shitou thought that the base was holding a meeting with Wei as an excuse, so he slipped away neatly, and handed over the mess to the young master.

In the end, the young master carried Miss Song into the house, and forcibly wrapped her in the quilt, "You are still very tired, go on sleeping."

"I'm so tired! The little stone was taken away by you, I'm going to take the stone with me now, leave Nangong headquarters immediately, and go back to the alliance now..."

"Don't make trouble," Nangong Jue pressed her body against her struggling and writhing body, his eyes brightened, "If you want to go back to your mother's house, go through the door first."

Zhizhi was quiet for a while, looking at his bottomless but serious eyes, she was still stabbed in the heart.

She stopped making noise and didn't speak. She glared at him and whispered threats: "Next time you two, father and son, try to form a joint venture like this?"

"Is it wrong to ask you to be my wife?"

He asked back, Zhizhi looked at him, opened his mouth but couldn't refute.

The look in his eyes was so serious that Zhizhi had no choice but to remain silent...

Perhaps in Young Master Nangong's consciousness, a marriage proposal is not something necessary, but he can say the word "wife", and it is indeed worth her calmly digesting her ignorant heartbeat.

The eldest young master always has a magic power that makes her blush and heartbeat, but he can still ask such a righteous question without a marriage proposal. As a man without romantic cells, he is considered the pinnacle!

Miss Song has now begun to worry about the rest of her life...

Nangong Jue stared at her, put his hands on her waist, and comforted her seriously, "You don't have to worry, I like you to be fat."

Zhizhi froze all over, and her face turned blue again.

She looked at Nangong Jue's sharp and angular 360-degree candid shots, which were all perfect handsome face and precise figure comparable to a statue, and secretly made a decision——

Before the wedding...

Kill this incomprehensible man!

◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original release◇◆

An Yi has been in the research room for a whole day.

When An Yan stood in front of An Yi's bedroom door, he remembered what she said when she answered the phone, and suddenly realized a strong premonition of danger, just like the scene when he checked the last batch of drugs to be exported and drove home.

The heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and the eyebrows and eyelids jumped and clamored wildly, like a warning before the arrival of the devil.

He turned around and went downstairs immediately, turned on his mobile phone and called An Yi, but he couldn't get through once, twice, and three times.

He immediately asked two of his subordinates to carry weapons and ran all the way to the South Bank Research Office, entered the password to open the door, and found that the password setting had been destroyed, and the door was forcibly locked, and ordered him to open the door with his subordinates, and rushed straight into the operating room.

The lights in the operating room were turned on, the LCD TV on the high platform was playing silently, and An Yi's cell phone was soaked in the medicine in the utensils... The whole room was neat, without chaos, without any trace of struggle, and it was peaceful.

But it has a strange and cold feeling.

nobody.

extremely quiet.

The atmosphere was like the night of extermination experienced by An Yan many years ago.

That day, when he was driving through the car, he didn't see Lao Yang who was usually the gatekeeper. He just shook his head and drove the car into the garage.

The Anjia villa was always lively, but that night was very quiet, so quiet that even the sound of his breathing and the sound of the wind could be heard so clearly.

There was elegant waltz music playing in the living room, and that day was a good day to be a guest. He thought that his mother must have prepared delicious food and wine, and prepared a small family-style party. The first aspect is extremely mindful, and the other aspects are still admirable.

"came back."

As usual, he pushed open the door and saw his father, mother, Keren, the housekeeper and several servants, all sitting on the sofa with their backs to him, leaning against the sofa without saying a word.

The crystal chandelier on the dome is dazzling, the ups and downs of the music in the living room are still playing, and the restaurant on the table is full of aromas. If you smell it carefully, it is the smell of pumpkin pie that you like to eat.

"Dad, Mom, sweetheart, I'm back."

He repeated it again, but still no one answered him. An Yan was a little puzzled. He looked up at the TV they were facing. There was no sound, and a boring news program was playing. It was not surprising that his parents liked watching him. It's strange to see so much devotion.

An Yan stepped forward and raised his hand to complain, but when his eyes fell on the sofa and stared at everyone in front of him with fear and horror, his movements stopped.

What did you see that gave you such fearful eyes?

An Yan froze for a long time before he regained his intuition, and went to sniff his father and mother on the sofa with one hand...

It will fall if you touch it.

No blood.

His throat was cut with a knife and he died.

The body lying on the ground is cold and has no temperature.

It's not a body, it's a corpse.

When An Yan realized it, his face suddenly turned pale, and he helped his dead relative with both hands, looking at Keren's horrified gaze, he was so terrified that he couldn't speak...

He sat in front of the corpse for a long time without crying or breaking down. He turned and turned off the TV, picked up the sharp fruit knife on the table, and went straight to the basement where the red wine was stored. The stubborn and cold-faced woman aimed the knife at her throat.

She still had such stubborn eyes, and smiled at him, "Brother, what's the matter, my parents want you to persuade me again? I won't marry Jiang Zhe, and house arrest is useless to me! Ye Ran, he was arrested by the Ye family. The person who was expelled is right, even if he has nothing, I will follow him for the rest of my life, don't persuade brother, you tell parents that I will not agree..."

"Xiaoyi", he interrupted her quietly, "Parents are gone."

(Thanks to KLPAPA, 93948182, 13954821189712 for presenting silent gold medals, so ^_^ next morning.)