There was no peace all night and no one had a good rest, so everyone got up late in the morning.

In the dining room, everyone was eating breakfast without saying a word, and the servants beside them were trembling, fearing that they would be affected by the owner's anger.

"Where is Azhe?" An Zhonghui asked.

"The uncle is having a meal in the room." The servant beside him said respectfully.

An Zhonghui twisted the wrinkles on his face, stopped asking more, and quietly served breakfast.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qin's expression changed slightly, and there was no complaints in rare cases.

She knew clearly in her heart that after what happened yesterday, the mother-son relationship between her and her eldest son would only become more indifferent and unfamiliar.

Thinking of it, she secretly glanced at An Chong who was diagonally opposite.

Now, her main purpose is to win back the heart of her second son. If she loses the hearts of both sons, what hope will she have for the rest of her life?

Fourth floor, in the bedroom.

Mo Xiao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, still the same outfit he had yesterday, with a faint tiredness between his eyebrows. He had never closed his eyes for a rest last night.

Just because he closed his eyes, his Vivi and Jian Qing would appear in front of him.

If Vivi finds out that he has a child with other women, he will probably never forgive him again because he has betrayed her.

Jian Qing probably wouldn't recognize him as his father, because his family became the indirect murderer who killed her mother.

Such a chaotic and complex relationship is a gap that cannot be crossed between them.

He lowered his head, spread his palms, and a pocket watch lay steadily on his hand.

Vivi, will you forgive me?

...

In the courtyard

Two cars stopped one after another, one silver and one black.

"Why haven't you seen that car before?" Ning Feng untied his seat belt and looked up at the silver sports car parked in front of them.

If he remembers this sports car correctly, it is not possible for An Yu and his friends to get the limited edition of this sports car.

The next second, before he could guess, the answer was about to come out.

"Damn, I'm not dazzled."

Seeing the person coming out of the sports car, Ning Feng widened his eyes and his astonished expression seemed a little funny.

She actually came!

When he heard his words, Xing Sen looked up and looked along his gaze, and then an expression that was exactly the same as Ning Feng appeared on his face.

Did he not wake up?

"Don't be stunned, get out of the car."

Ning Feng pushed open the car door and found that the person beside him was motionless. He reached out and patted him on the back of his head.

Xing Sen's expressionless face turned black. If it weren't for the wrong situation, he would have let him know why the flowers bloom so red.

The two got out of the car and walked quickly towards the woman standing next to the silver sports car.

Quan Jingwu closed the car door, walked to her, held her hand, and the two of them held their fingers tightly, looking at each other, and a silent tacit understanding spread between them.

"Miss Jian Qing!"

A gentle voice came from the side, Jian Qing looked sideways and recognized Ning Feng and the others as the people around An Zhe.

"Is there something wrong?" she asked in a cold voice.

Ning Feng smiled slightly, "Uh, it's okay, I'm just saying hello to you."

It seems that Jian Qing doesn't like their master, so she doesn't like them anymore.

The cold sound was almost frozen to death.

Quan Jingwu glanced at them lightly, and his thin red lips pursed into a cold curve.

Ning Feng and the others suddenly felt an oppressive look on them, and a chill climbed up their backs, and their bodies suddenly became tense.

When the two followed that line of sight, Quan Jingwu had already withdrawn his gaze.

"Xiao Jing, let's go." Jian Qing said.

"Um."

As soon as the two left, the cunning pressure gradually dissipated.

Looking at the backs of the two of them side by side, a hint of admiration flashed in Ning Feng's eyes.

"The rumors are indeed true. Quan Jingwu is indeed a tough guy."

The momentum of his every move made people want to surrender to him. His innate kingly demeanor is probably what he calls it.

"The lady has a vicious look, this son-in-law is good." Xing Sen said silently.

Ning Feng looked at him in surprise, "Ho, elmwood can say such things."

Son-in-law?

Haha, this is too early to say.

"Let's go, hurry up and inform the Lord."

Xing Sen nodded and the two walked in together.

In the living room, the An family members had just come out of the dining room and had not yet touched the sofa, and saw Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing walking in from outside the door.

The two sides face each other and the atmosphere is in a stalemate.

Seeing Quan Jingwu coming, the eyes of sisters An Yu and Yang Lin were shiny, as if a wolf saw the flesh, and she wanted to pounce on it directly.

The next second, when he saw Jian Qing beside him, the light in the eyes of the three of them dimmed. Looking at the hands holding each other, jealousy and unwillingness surged in their chests.

"Jian Qing, what are you doing? Isn't it enough for you to make us mess up yesterday?" Seeing Jian Qing, Zhou Qin looked at him coldly and said in a very thumping tone.

For her, only An Yu and the others were her grandchildren. As for Yun Xi's vixen woman, she would never have the child she gave birth to.

Even if they were Azhe's children, she would not admit it.

Jian Qing's face was light and he didn't want to care about her, but a certain master was not happy. He was reluctant to yell at his beloved baby, how could these people get the right to shout at her?

His eyes were cold and fierce, and his thin lips opened lightly, "My man, it's not your turn to say this here. Let me hear another sentence, I don't mind using the An family to perform surgery."

The low magnetic sound was blowing heavily into everyone's ears with a biting chill. At that moment, everyone felt that the cells on their bodies were frozen inch by inch.

No one dared to suspect that his words were scaring them, because he always said what he said and did.

Too many people in the capital prove this with their miserable consequences.

Facing those unfathomable purple eyes, Zhou Qin turned her head and moved to An Zhonghui for shelter.

Jian Qing glanced at them lightly, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of her lips.

"Miss Qing, Master Jing!"

Qiu Bo went downstairs and broke the silence of the static.

"The old man is waiting for you upstairs."

As he said that, he secretly looked at Quan Jingwu with a little nervous.

In the rain yesterday, what he said was still echoing in his ears.

This master, shouldn't he come to An's house to settle the score today?

Jian Qing pulled Quan Jingwu upstairs, and did not give everyone a look in the An family throughout the whole process.

Watching the two figures disappear into the stairwell, An Zhonghui lowered his face and looked at Zhou Qin with an unhappy expression, "Since Jian Qing is Azhe's child, don't bother anymore. If you don't want to really make Azhe ignore you, a mother, it's better not to make things difficult for Jian Qing anymore."

"I..." Zhou Qin looked at him aggrievedly, wanting to speak but stopping.

Why did he even speak for that dead girl Jian Qing? Why didn’t they see what Jian Qing’s attitude towards her? Did she treat her as an elder?

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I'll remind you again, there's another update, and I'll reveal the secret later...
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