Wait for the wind, wait for you, wait for your return

Chapter 2
An Zhiruo grabbed Anya's hand, "Xiaoya! Don't say it!"

Shu Er stepped forward, looked at An Xiangchang, and said word by word: "Yes! It is the man I brought back! Not only the first time, but also many times!"

After that, she turned and left.

An Xiangchang's chest heaved with anger, "Naughty girl, you...do you really want to piss me off?"

Looking at the result, Xia Lan raised her red lips in satisfaction, glanced at Anya, and slowly gave her a thumbs up. I really can't see that she is so ruthless when she is usually submissive.

That's her own sister.

An Zhiruo walked out of the house penniless.

The street in the early morning was unusually cold, only the sanitation workers were sweeping the fallen leaves. In the spring morning, the wind was a little bit sharp, which pierced her with cuts and bruises all over her body.

The pain in his body did not subside, and he was stabbed severely in the heart again.

Now she is under attack.

Anya chased after her, put a coat and a wallet on her body, and asked with a choked voice, "Sister, you go back and apologize to Dad. What should I do if you left?"

An Zhiruo looked at Anya, who was as simple as a little white rabbit, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed, "Now I have started an internship in the hospital, and I will take you out after I get my salary and rent a house outside. Xia Lan's target It's just me, you don't have to be afraid."

When Anya heard the sound, tears rolled down, "Sister, last night...are you really with that man?"

Mentioning what happened last night, An Zhiruo's face showed a touch of sadness, "Don't mention it again, that's fine, you go back. It's cold outside."

As he spoke, he put on the coat he was wearing for Anya.

She was more concerned about this innocent younger sister.

Anya watched An Zhiruo determined to leave, and slowly felt a sense of complacency in her heart. Her sister is so stupid, don't you understand?
What this family needs is not a strong eldest lady, but a humble second lady.

You're worthless until you're useless.

Seeing An Zhiruo's disappearing figure, the corners of Anya's mouth curled up slightly, and she couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to her.

but……

In order to completely destroy her, she had to do something else.

Otherwise, how could Hao Ziyu see her true face?
……

early morning.

An Zhiruo was still sleeping in the warm blanket.

Mo Sang's cry like killing a pig woke her up from her dream...

"Ah! An Zhiruo! You are finished!"

An Zhiruo got up sleepily, and stretched, "Are you out of action today?"

"You're the one who plays." As he said, Mosang put the tablet up in front of her, "See clearly, is the heroine on it you?"

Under An Zhiruo's blurred vision, she vaguely saw an ambiguous picture.

Shocked suddenly, she widened her eyes in shock, took the tablet, and scribbled down one by one.

Passionate photos!

It's hers!
It was that night when she and that strange man...

Looking at it from that angle, one can clearly see her face, even half of her chest. The man only has a muscular back.

Her expression was painful, but also happy.

An Zhiruo seemed to be splashed from head to toe by a basin of cold water. She sat there, holding the tablet in her hands, her mind blank.

Mo Sang anxiously paced back and forth in the house, "You said you... had sex with someone, how could it be photographed. This is your home!"

An Zhiruo looked at the eye-catching headline, "Miss An is unmarried but cheated first, and has been entangled with a man to death at night."

The engagement between her and Hao Ziyu once caused a sensation in Yuncheng.

(End of this chapter)