The reborn fat girl turns over

Chapter 42
Yin Yulan really shut up, to be precise, she should be frightened.

She has been married to An Zeyuan for two years, and she has never seen him so powerful.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, why get angry." Yin Yulan whispered.

An Zeyuan suppressed his anger and pushed the door of the small bedroom next to him.

The door is locked.

"Open the door." An Zeyuan ordered.

This house has a total of two rooms and one living room, a large bedroom, a small bedroom, a small living room and a balcony.

Although it is only [-] square meters, the shared area of ​​the old house is small, so it can still be used.

"Isn't that bad? Ya'er is not at home, she will be upset if she opens the door casually." Yin Yulan stood still.

An Zeyuan took off his glasses and pinched his brows, his heart ached again.

Since Qing'er disappeared, he has been living like a walking dead for the past two years, completely immersed in his own sadness.

But he forgot that An Mu was the biggest victim.

If he hadn't gone to An Mu's school today, he wouldn't have realized how much he had gone too far and completely ignored his daughter.

Now my daughter has a fever and cannot sleep well.

I can only curl up on the crudely built bed board of the balcony, and I can't even straighten my legs...

The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt, the more he blamed himself.

"Open!" An Zeyuan slammed his fist on the door.

The fist brushed past her face, Yin Yulan trembled in fright.

She instinctively felt that something was going to happen, and hurriedly opened the door.

This room was originally An Mu's bedroom.

But since Yin Yulan married, An Mu was driven to the balcony, which became Anya's bedroom.

The room was pasted with pink wallpaper, and the air was filled with a strong smell of perfume.

An Zeyuan frowned as soon as he entered, he could smell the nauseous perfume and the smell of tobacco in the room.

Is Anya smoking?
An Zeyuan suppressed his doubts and looked at the room, then gestured for the space with his hands, and said, "There is still a bed in this room, I'll buy a bed later, my daughter will sleep here in the future."

"What? How does this work?"

Yin Yulan quit and shouted, "An Zeyuan, what do you mean? Ya'er lives in a good place, why did you suddenly let that fat... An Mu live in?"

"Hehe, this was originally An Mu's room."

An Zeyuan replied bluntly: "Besides, it's okay for two girls to live together, right?"

"An Zeyuan? What are you talking about? According to what you mean, my bedroom used to be lived in by that woman, so I want to let it out?" Yin Yulan asked angrily.

An Zeyuan looked at the woman in front of her with half a catty of powder on her face, and said with a sneer, "I don't mind if you let me out."

"You... what do you mean?" Yin Yulan was a little flustered.

"Nothing! Just to remind you that An Mu is my biological daughter!" An Zeyuan replied with suppressed anger.

"..."

Yin Yulan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly slumped on the ground and let out an earth-shattering cry: "Oh my God! This day is unbearable! An Zeyuan! You just have a broken conscience..."

"I'm going out to buy a bed! If you feel that you can't make it through, then break up!" An Zeyuan threw a harsh word, slammed the door and left.

Hearing An Zeyuan's footsteps fade away, Yin Yulan stopped shouting, and quickly took out her mobile phone to call her daughter: "An Ya! Come back quickly! Something happened at home..."

……

An Mu was awakened by the sound of the quarrel.

She touched her forehead, and the fever had subsided, and her head didn't hurt much anymore.

The medicine Ye Wenjing gave her was very effective.

The quarrel outside the door grew louder, and An Mu got out of bed and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Anya's angry voice came from the hut: "Dad! I've called you Dad for two years. Is this the answer you gave me? Because she is your biological daughter?"

"..."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Iuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

An Mu frowned.

I don't know why Anya's mother and daughter quarreled with An Zeyuan, she didn't want to get involved.

Turning around to go back to sleep, who knew that the old door made a "squeak" sound.

"An Mu! Come here!"

Anya found An Mu at the door, and grabbed her: "Tell me, did you ask Dad to do this?"

"What's wrong?" An Mu asked in a daze.

An Zeyuan saw that An Mu had woken up, so he hurried up to greet him and asked with concern, "Daughter, are you feeling better? Has the fever subsided?"

An Mu squeezed out a smile and nodded, "Okay."

She was not moved by An Zeyuan's concern, but felt a little more uncomfortable.

She and An Zeyuan were strangers, and the owner's memory was full of hatred for this father, which made it even more difficult for her to become affectionate to An Zeyuan.

An Zeyuan also noticed An Mu's alienation, suppressing the sadness in his heart, he quickly pointed to the bed behind him and said, "Ninny, you don't need to sleep on the balcony in the future, you can just sleep here. This bed is newly bought. you try?"

"..."

As soon as An Mu came in, he found that there was an extra bed in the room, making the small room even narrower.

It's just that she didn't expect that this bed was bought for her.

"Try? Dad, I don't agree with her living in!"

Anya blocked between the two beds.

"An Ya, do you think it's unreasonable for An Mu to live on the bed on the balcony?"

An Zeyuan didn't want to get angry with Anya, so he suppressed his anger and said, "This room belongs to An Mu, why can't she live in it?"

"Dad, what you said is a little strange, isn't it?"

Anya said angrily: "At the beginning when my mother and I came here, you said that An Mu was older than me, so you let me sleep in the room and she slept on the balcony. Now you change as you say, and you come to question me and mother, even if you want to be Good man, don't you need to do this?"

Hearing An Ya's words, An Zeyuan was ashamed. He had just married Yin Yulan at that time, and he couldn't stand her whispering all day long, so he agreed to her proposal and asked An Mu to sleep on the balcony.

At that time, Yin Yulan said that she was a stepmother, and she was afraid that talking about it would make An Mu misunderstand her, so she urged him to speak up.

The most hateful thing is that he actually agreed, and really did that.

Thinking of these, An Zeyuan regretted endlessly.

Listening to Anya's words, this memory also appeared in An Mu's mind.

"It was at the beginning, so it's understandable to change back now." An Zeyuan gritted his teeth and replied.

Anya became even angrier when she heard this, and shouted, "Dad! Don't be too deceitful! Mom and I are not soft persimmons!"

"Woooooo, Ya'er, I'm sorry, Mom." Yin Yulan wept and echoed her daughter.

"No matter what you say, An Mu must live here!" An Zeyuan was determined to correct his mistakes.

"She's so fat and smells so bad, I don't want to live with her!"

Anya also cried, and said, "Besides, can there be two beds in this room for sleeping? Look, you can't even turn around!"

"An Zeyuan! Why are you coming at me! You are not allowed to bully Ya'er." Yin Yulan tore An Zeyuan's shirt.

An Mu took a step back and stood at the door of the bedroom.

She wanted to leave, but Anya kept staring at her, so she could only continue to stand here.

Yin Yulan's hands were strong, she tore it a few times, and only heard a "tear" sound, and An Zeyuan's shirt sleeve was completely torn off.

His bare arms were exposed, which made An Zeyuan extremely ashamed and furious. He pointed at Yin Yulan and said, "Bitch! I really regret that I met you back then! You don't want to live, do you? Let's go get a divorce tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)