After the divorce, she stunned the world

Chapter 142 Get Her

Before the few people fully recovered from the shock, An Yan directly took out the house purchase contract, looked at them with a smile, and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry, from now on, the An family will be my private property. Oh~”

After that, she turned around and walked towards An's mansion. When she passed by An Canghai, she stopped, turned her head to look at him, and said in a cold voice, "An Canghai, I want to go back to An's house. I don't have to recognize you as my father to come back, you see, I'm back now."

"You'd better pray that my grandpa's death has nothing to do with you, otherwise, I will definitely leave you with nothing, and your family will be ruined—people will die!"

The voice that sounded like a devil's whisper made An Canghai shudder suddenly.

He turned his head suddenly, but what he saw was An Yan's hair floating up as he walked by.

He looked at Li Fengchen on the opposite side again, and for a moment, everything seemed to be clear.

He was fooled again!

Falling into the trap of An Yan and Li Fengchen's alliance.

She thought that after selling the house this time, she would be able to repay the debt owed to Li Fengchen, but she didn't know what method An Yan used to get Li Fengchen to give her the house.

He always felt that An Yan had to come back, but the result was...she returned to An's house, but after driving them all out, she walked back in a high-profile manner!
Although the news of An Yan's purchase of An's mansion is secret, many people still know about it.

An Canghai and his wife moved to Li Zhuojiu's villa. In just three days, Lou Yufeng was the first one who couldn't take it anymore.

"An Canghai, we can't go on like this! We can't just sit and wait for death!"

"We must get the house, otherwise, let Li Zhuojiu buy us a house too!"

Listening to the continuous sound of music coming from her arms, Lou Yufeng sat up from the bed and stared at An Canghaidao next to her.

An Canghai also rubbed his eyebrows with a tired face.

"Yufeng, what do you think... how about Li Zhuojiu?"

he asked slowly.

Lou Yufeng frowned: "What do you mean by that? Although Li Zhuojiu is not as good as Li Fengchen, it is more than enough than the top and the bottom. He can be regarded as a dragon and phoenix among the rich and powerful, and he is also devoted to us Ronger , is also polite to us, and often gives me gifts, as a son-in-law is pretty good, what? Do you have any opinion on him?"

"Of course not."

An Canghai shook his head and denied.

It is absolutely impossible to tell about Li Zhuojiu's derailment now. The An family has nothing now, and if they want to turn around, they can only rely on Li Zhuojiu and that person's existence.

I don't know when that person will return to China.

She can hardly bear it now.

"Then what do you mean by all this? An Canghai, listen, listen! If you don't sleep at night, what are you doing next door? Why didn't Rong'er tell Zhuo Jiu?"

Lou Yufeng stared at the next room, where loud rock music was playing, and even footsteps could be heard.

It was already one or two o'clock in the evening, and there was no intention of stopping to rest at all.

Don't sleep at night, don't get up in the morning.

Is this torturing them?

An Canghai frowned, got up and lit a cigarette, and when he came back, he said in a deep voice, "Lie down and rest first, I'll have a good chat with Li Zhuojiu tomorrow, maybe...he doesn't welcome us at all."

Lou Yufeng was furious, but was there any way, how could one not bow his head under the eaves.

But at this moment, next door, An Rong stretched out her hands to cover her ears, looking at the excited Li Zhuojiu in front of her, she didn't want to understand what happened to her these three days at all.

"Rong'er, what's the matter? Don't you like this?"

Wearing pajamas, Li Zhuojiu approached her with a red wine glass, and before An Rong could speak, he pressed on her, took a sip of the red wine, and passed it to her with his mouth.

An Rong coughed, her winking eyes were reddish: "Zhuo Jiu, what happened to you these three days? It's already so late..."

"Of course I'm very happy that my parents are here. As for the music...Rong'er, do you want your voice to be heard by them?"

An Rong's face instantly became familiar.

She immediately understood Li Zhuojiu's meaning, raised her small fist to his chest, and said coquettishly, "Zhuojiu, how bad are you~"

Li Zhuojiu smiled slightly, and the red wine slowly dripped onto her body, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

But in his eyes, the An Rong in front of him turned into An Yan.

Anyan, Anyan, Anyan!

This woman, he must have her!
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In the Anjia villa at the moment.

An Yan has been unable to sleep since she came back, standing in the living room, not knowing what she was thinking.

The two children sat on the sofa sleepily with their big eyes wide open, their little heads pointing to the left for a while, then to the right for a while, almost falling off the sofa.

An Siyi was the one who almost fell, and An Siming, who was half-opened and sleepy, supported him, nodded suddenly, and after regaining consciousness, he looked up at An Yan and said, "Mommy, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking? I'm so sleepy..."

After finishing speaking, he leaned his little head on An Siming's shoulder, stretched out his hand and yawned, almost unable to open his eyes.

An Siming reached out to support his little head, put An Siyi's head on his lap, and narrowed his eyes.

"Mum, it's getting late, go to bed first."

An Siming was not much better either, he barely sat up straight, but he didn't know that his figure was actually swaying here and there.

An Yan came back to her senses and looked at them with distressed eyes: "Siming, why don't you take Siyi up and rest, Mommy will go up to see you later."

"No."

The two children immediately spoke in unison.

An Siyi narrowed his eyes into a slit, and persuaded in a soft voice: "Mommy, it's very late~"

"If there is something, can we think about it together during the day?"

An Yan frowned slightly, there was indeed one thing she didn't understand right now.

"That's right, Mommy, our brains are all muddy now, and we can't give you any advice, smart Mommy..."

The children yawned one after another, An Yan couldn't help laughing, and quickly said: "Okay, what you said is correct, it's because Mummy is too superficial, let's go, let's go upstairs to rest now, and think of a way together tomorrow."

She reached out and picked up the two children and walked upstairs, but after a while, she walked down again.

In the corner, the portrait of Mr. An is solemn.

An Yan's face turned paler.

It is impossible for grandpa to leave nothing behind.

She must be missing something...

But what exactly?

(End of this chapter)