"Junshen, take care of yourself." Of course, Han Meiluo is concerned about he Junshen''s health.


    "Don''t worry, grandma."


    Han Meiluo also told he xunfan, "xunfan, take good care of your brother."


    He xunfan was stunned and responded quickly. He replied, "grandma, I will."


    "Go, do your own business."


    Han Meiluo''s words are obvious. He Yun knows that she has guessed that something has happened. Although Han Meiluo is old, she is as clear as a mirror. She can''t see through many things.


    Since she didn''t mean to say anything, he Junshen certainly didn''t mean to say anything. He pretended that nothing had happened and he didn''t know anything. He nodded to Han Meiluo.


    "Grandma, take care of yourself."


    "Of course, I''ll bring Anyan to see me in front of you!"


    He Yun deeply smiles and promises: "yes."


    This is not only a promise to Han Meiluo, but also a promise to himself. He must bring Anyan back safely.


    ……


    It''s sunny after the rain, the sunlight refracts into the room, everything looks warm.


    Anyan didn''t know how long she had been sleeping or when she fell asleep. She was blinded by the sunshine. She didn''t turn around and let the warm sunshine fall on her back.


    When she rubbed her sleepy eyes and wanted to shout "hejunshen", she realized that she was not in Jingjiang mountain.


    This time, she woke up in a flash, all the moments of last night poured into her mind, an Jin''s words were like a huge net towards her, an Yan suddenly felt a little out of breath.


    She clenched her lower lip, got up and went to the bathroom on one side. She turned on the tap and kept sprinkling cold water on her white face.


    Mu an Yan, you need to calm down. Your surname is mu, not an. You must have nothing to do with that an Jin!


    Anyan looked at herself in the mirror and felt pale and haggard for the first time.


    She secretly sighed, what an Jin said is so reasonable, it''s hard not to believe it.


    Now, what should she do?


    "Dong Dong Dong" the door of bedroom is knocked suddenly.


    "Who?" Anyan walks out of the bathroom and towards the bedroom door.


    "Hello, Miss Anyan. I''m a servant here. I''m here to give you a change of clothes."


    Anyan looked down at her robe, then reached out and opened the door.


    The servant pushed the mobile hanger into the bedroom. Anyan frowned and asked, "are these all sent by Anjin?"


    On hearing the word "an Jin", the servant was shocked for a few seconds.


    "Miss Anyan, these are what Miss Jin means. She said that she can''t hurt you. Whatever you want, she should satisfy you as much as possible."


    "I want to be free. Ask her when she''s going to let me out of here!"


    "This..." the servant suddenly made a mistake, "miss an Yan, aren''t you embarrassing me? All the people up and down here, even housekeeper Fang saw Miss Jin like a mouse saw a cat... "When the servant said this, his eyes were all scared, and he looked timid.


    "Who is she? Why are you so afraid to see her? "


    An Jin is very beautiful. Her noble temperament is no doubt innate. In addition to her temperament, she has an indescribable intellectual beauty. It can be inferred that she is also 40 years old, but she looks only in her early 30s. It''s no exaggeration to say that she is too young in her twenties and eighties, Young to Anyan, she could not imagine that this woman would say she was her aunt!


    The servant was silent, but said, "Miss Anyan wants to know about Miss Jin. You''d better ask herself. At this point, Miss Jin is looking after her flowers in the greenhouse."


    After the voice fell, the servant bowed to an Yan, then stooped down.


    Anyan looks at the clothes hanging on the mobile clothes rack. Any one of them has to start from five digits.


    It seems that an Jin is really rich.


    "I think so. If she has no money, how can she support so many people?" Just let Anyan feel strange is, where does she come so much money? If Fang family is a cover up for her, can she really support such a huge organization by relying on Fang family''s black income alone?


    What is the origin of an Jin?


    Anyan took a look at the mobile hanger. The clothes are the latest fashion, either too revealing or too short. Finally, she chose a long skirt and a long windbreaker coat, which is the longest one on it.


    After changing, Anyan opens the door and walks downstairs.


    "Miss Anyan, would you like to have dinner now? Breakfast is ready. "


    "I''m not hungry." Anyan simply replied that she was probably too hungry. She didn''t even want to eat.


    Then, an Yan asked the servant, "where is the flower house?"


    "It''s in the backyard. You can see it straight from here."


    "Thank you." After thanking her, she immediately went to the place where the flower house was.


    She saw the glass greenhouse. Standing at the door of the greenhouse, she could clearly see the women in exquisite suits picking up the flowers gracefully and neatly.


    She is really noble and elegant, but looking at her through the glass, Anyan has a shivering feeling.


    An Jin has found that someone is looking at her. She looks at the direction where an Yan is standing and shows a very elegant smile towards her.


    An Yan is one Zheng, wrinkling delicate eyebrow, stretched out a hand to open the door of glass flower house.


    Just standing at the door, she didn''t take a close look at the greenhouse. Now when she entered the greenhouse, she realized that there was only one kind of flower in the greenhouse, poppy.


    It''s really a terrible woman. The flowers that she is loving are not glamorous roses or elegant lilies, but poppies. Poppies are full of temptations and hidden murders.


    At present, Anyan feels more and more terrible about this woman.


    "Why don''t you stand there and talk? Did you sleep well last night? Is the mattress too hard? The quilt is not soft enough? Or if you have any other problems, you can tell me that I''ll let someone solve them all for you. "


    "Sleeping in a stranger''s place, do you think I might sleep well?"


    The more terrifying an Jin is, the more fearless an Yan is.


    Anyan knows her temperament and knows that there is an abyss in front of her, so she will not continue to walk forward. But now she is standing on the edge of the abyss. No matter how deep the abyss is, no matter how dark it is, she must make it clear.


    An Jin for an Yan, is the abyss, now an Yan is standing on the edge of the abyss, back to escape is not her character!


    "How can I be your stranger? I''m your aunt. Is it a bit cruel to classify me as a stranger? An Yan. "