Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

Compared to the coquettish and supple being in Zuo Hancheng’s arms in the morning, Anhao at this moment is silent, but it suddenly seems like a hedgehog that has erected all defenses, like returning to the rebellious era. The body seemed to be wrapped in a thick layer of thorns, and no one was allowed to approach.

An Ping is not dead. It is definitely the greatest irony for her. Today is An Ping’s death day. It is the eighth day that her mother has died in the concept of Anhao. After today, it is her mother’s death. The ninth year.

"I called someone to investigate in advance. An Ping is currently in Los Angeles and has not returned. When you arrive at Anjia, the first thing you will see is Anjia's old man and old lady. You won't see her right away." Zuo Hancheng's lips Bian suddenly overflowed with a word, his voice was not loud, but An Hao recovered from the state where he had been free.

At the same time, he suddenly held his hand, and Anhao turned to look at Zuo Hancheng. Seeing that his face was calm, she was instantly refreshed because of this sentence.

Are they still in Los Angeles?

That day, I heard that the girl said that she was going to see a doctor with her. At that time, Anhao didn't really understand what the disease was, but how could she still be in Los Angeles after so long? Is there anyone they know there?

The black Maybach drove in slowly in front of Anjia, and when he finally saw the so-called Anjia, his gaze stayed out of the car window.

Although it is located in the affluent area of ​​Manhattan, it is not connected with the manor houses. Instead, a huge house with a single family, a rockery and an artificial lake has been opened up in this really so-called place with little money.

Although Anjia is not as big as the Zuo’s manor, it is small and exquisite. It is not small when it is said to be small. How can it be called a small house with a size of two or three thousand square meters, and everything in it seems It is a luxurious sight, showing the meticulousness and meticulousness of the owner of this house.

The black Maybach drove slowly to the parking lot inside the Anjia house. The first thing they saw was an old man who was about the same age as the old man left and a few servants walking out with him.

Before coming, An Hao knew that An’s old man and old lady were still alive, but I didn’t expect that this old man was obviously about the same age as Zuo old man, but An Hao didn’t need to use a cane, and he looked even more energetic than Zuo old man. Standing in the crowd, one could see the kind of aura of a powerful old man exuding from him.

Anhao doesn’t know much about Anjia’s status in the United States. He only knows that it’s not bad compared to the Zuo family. And since it can be regarded as a world friendship with the Zuo family, it is estimated that Anjia is not as impressive as the Zuo family. The Zuo family business should also have a certain position in New York.

There are indeed some Chinese people in power in New York. After all, they are also American citizens, and they will not be banned in certain official elections because of the blood of Chinese people.

Anhao sat in the car and looked at the old man until the door was slowly opened. After Zuo Hancheng got out of the car, he looked back at her and stretched out his hand to her.

Anhao's calm eyes suppressed the curiosity about Anjia and the curiosity about the relationship between Anjia and her. If she was really Anjia's child, then this old man should be her grandfather.

But obviously this grandfather did not know his existence.

From the moment she got out of the car, Mr. An looked at her as if he was looking at Zuo's grandson and daughter-in-law, and his eyes were very polite.

Anhao wore a casual suit today, with tight-fitting light-colored pants on the inside and a simple lemon yellow knitted short blouse on the outside. Her hair was not tied into a ponytail and hung behind her head like usual, but from the villa. An eight-strand braid that looked quite Chinese-style was carefully made by her servant. It looked youthful and vigorous but did not lose grace. When Zuo Hancheng helped her get out of the car, Many people's eyes suddenly fell on her face.

Even Grandpa An was only observing the eyes of the Zuo family's granddaughter-in-law, but it gradually changed.

An Hao is very similar to An Ping when she was young. Every time she picks up An Ping’s previous photos, anyone will find that she looks at least seven or eight to the young An Ping in the photo.

Seven to eight points, this can no longer be described by images alone.

But after getting out of the car, her appearance seemed a little abrupt for an instant. She raised her eyes to meet the gazes of Old An and the servants when they looked at her, and nodded very politely towards them, and then Walked over directly with Zuo Hancheng.

Old Man An’s eyes had already been retracted when they walked, and he turned to look at Zuo Hancheng, and a bright smile appeared in his eyes: “I heard that Hancheng you were in New York the other day, and I've made an appointment to visit An's house today. This old man of mine waits and waits all day, but I have waited for you."

"Old An's body looks tougher than ten years." While Zuo Hancheng spoke, Shun Shou handed the gifts that D had sent to buy back to the An's servant.

"Really? Compared to your Zuo Lao, my body does seem to be much healthier than him. I heard that Zuo Lao was suddenly critically ill not long ago, but it made me anxious for the old man, for fear that he would walk in front of me." The old smile looked at Zuo Hancheng with a pleasant smile, as if he was looking at a young man who had always been admired by him. The smile in his eyes was absolutely real, and he seemed to be very happy because of Zuo Hancheng's arrival.

"Grandpa did stay in the hospital for a few days not long ago. Fortunately, there is nothing serious about it. As long as you recuperate properly at home, you should be able to live for another 20 to 30 years." Zuo Hancheng walked to Grandpa An. In front of him, there was a certain amount of respect from younger generations to the elders in the calm attitude, but this feeling was extremely appropriate, not too humble, but not too alienated and arrogant.

"That's good. I thought that when I was young, I used to go south and north together. The farthest and most dangerous place I've ever been to is Antarctica. At that time, we two relied on our youth and endless physical strength, and even dared to climb the forbidden glaciers. At that time, our two lives were almost buried there. Fortunately, a passing fleet rescued the two of us from under the glacier, so that we can keep our two old lives."

While reminiscing about when he was young, Mr. An smiled and looked at Zuo Hancheng: "Speaking of which, the Ice Blue that I and Zuo Lao each moved back back then, I have also carefully cultivated for some years. I just count blindly. The amount of that rare species that has been planted in the United States ignores how fast time has passed. Cold City has grown up from such a tall child, and has actually become a family."