Wild husband, please let me go

Chapter 1 He's Back
In December, it was cold and windy.

An Ziyin was wearing a black overcoat, with black hair hanging down his waist like a waterfall, no makeup on his face, and pink lips that wanted to be bitten.

No one knew that An Ziyin was trembling all over, standing in the cold wind.

"An Ziyin, you are not my biological daughter, I only have one daughter, and that is An Ziqing!"

This sentence was said by her father who had raised her for 23 years. An Ziqing was her sister who was one year younger than her, and she loved her the most.

How come, if I am not your biological daughter, why have you treated me well in the past 23 years? !
An Ziyin was so frozen that she couldn't speak, she thought in her heart, walking forward mechanically.

It was originally cold and windy, but at this moment, snowflakes floated in the sky, and an extremely ugly smile appeared on An Ziyin's face.

God, are you sad for me too.

An Ziyin didn't know how to get back to An's house, she only knew that everyone would have smiles on their faces when they got home.

"Ziyin is back, go upstairs and change."

The woman who spoke was Xue Sufang, his father's second wife.

This woman has been around her father An Zhihe all day long since her mother was alive, and when her mother passed away, she will naturally be by her father's side.

An Ziyin glanced at Xue Sufang, and An Ziyin saw the fake smile on her face.

Maybe mother's death was related to this woman, An Ziyin only thought in his heart, there is no evidence to prove her, so he can't act rashly.

She went upstairs and took a hot bath first to get rid of the cold on her body.

She was wrapped in a white bath towel and was drying her black hair with a towel. She looked sexy and enchanting.

An Ziyin was wiping her hair and sitting by the dressing table. After seeing the photo on the table, she put down the towel for wiping her hair.

She gently picked up the photo, which showed a noble and dignified woman in a cheongsam.

"Mom, I miss you."

An Ziyin stroked the photo lightly, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Crack."

The door of An Ziyin's house opened, she thought it was her younger sister An Ziqing, so she didn't even look at the door.

Normally, only An Ziqing would come in this room, and no one else would come in, because their mother died in this room, and they were probably afraid that their mother's ghost would haunt them.

Seeing that the person who came in didn't say a word, An Ziyin turned his head in doubt. It was a man with his back to her.

Su Qing quickly stood up, covered the bathrobe tightly with her hands, and said, "Who are you? Who let you in?"

An Ziyin's voice was loud, but the man was not flustered at all.

He turned around slowly and said in a low voice, "An Ziyin, long time no see."

The voice was so familiar, An Ziyin looked at the man.

The deep eyes are full of arrogance, short black hair, high nose, thin lips, he seems to be full of flaws, but it makes people feel that he is perfect, this man is Mu Zhimu!

"When did you come back?"

An Ziyin looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. This man had changed and became more mature.

An Ziyin's height was 165, and Mu Zhimu's 184 looked down at her.

"I thought you forgot me." Mu Zhimu laughed at himself.

An Ziyin's heart throbbed when he heard these words, even if one day I forget everyone, I will not forget you.

"I came back two months ago."

Mu Zhimu didn't wait for An Ziyin to reply, and opened his mouth again, he was afraid that she would say ruthless words.

An Ziyin sat at the dressing table again, picking up a comb to comb her jet-black hair.

"You can go out now." An Ziyin's voice was full of anger.

(End of this chapter)