Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

"Anhao, you..." An Ping looked at the coldness in her eyes in disbelief: "How can you kid say that? Although An Xin was adopted by me, she is indeed innocent. If you blame you for hating you You can vent on me, she didn't want to grab anything from you, you..."

"Auntie Ann, do you think I am robbing?"

But this Auntie An completely lost the blood on An Ping's face.

Anhao looked at An Ping's face and suddenly smiled again: "Aunt An, look at how your expression looks scared."

Perceiving the sharp look that flashed in Anhao’s eyes, An Ping tried to endure the discomfort in her heart and said softly: "Anhao, if you want to listen to my explanation, I can sit down with you and talk about the past. Things, but you shouldn’t use this way, the fault lies with me, I know you are wronged, but An Xin, she is your sister in name, she has no intention of stealing everything from you, I don’t want to see mine The two daughters hate each other because of my problems..."

Anhao watched silently as her mother was trying hard to defend another daughter in front of her.

Suddenly, it was funny.

"Child, you can tell me if you have any faults or complaints. We can explain everything clearly between our mother and daughter, but don't treat Anxin like this. After all, she is an orphan, and her life experience is very pitiful..."

"Is she pitiful?" Anhao's eyes didn't look sad or happy at this time, there was no emotion at all, and his voice was cold: "If she is pitiful, then when I was fourteen, I saw my biological mother lying in a pool of blood. What is it to say goodbye to me by death?"

An Hao, word by word, stuck in An Ping's heart coldly.

"well……"

"There is no one in this world more pitiful than anyone else, only one is more cruel than anyone else." Suddenly, a cold voice sounded behind An Hao.

Hearing Zuo Hancheng's voice, Anhao didn't look back.

She didn't want to expose her fragile side to him again, and she said she would make herself stronger and stronger, strong enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

So even if she was sad and hated now, she didn't want Zuo Hancheng to worry about her again.

But he came anyway, and still saw the scene she deliberately wanted him to avoid.

The moment An Ping saw Zuo Hancheng, she saw the young man wearing a black shirt and trousers. It looked like he had just taken a shower. The ink on his hair was still a little wet. The hair came out before it was dry. She must have come out to find An. it is good.

At the same time, Zuo Hancheng handed a portfolio that he had taken from an unknown source to her.

Anhao noticed the strange expression in An Ping's eyes, and turned her head subconsciously, only to see Zuo Hancheng holding a portfolio that she had never noticed that he brought him to An's house.

She looked at Zuo Hancheng abruptly, but saw Zuo Hancheng standing under the light in the house, looking away from An Ping, looking down at her, his eyes calm.

An Ping stepped forward and took the portfolio, feeling a little heavy inexplicably, before opening it, she heard Zuo Hancheng's faint voice.

"When you were caring for your adopted daughter, your daughter was almost raped by the father named Gu when she was fourteen. At sixteen, her rib was broken and she fell off the second floor. She ate leftovers and lived on the ceiling. The leaky cabin, wearing ragged clothes that others don’t want."

"I was beaten and bruised, but because I was not an adult and had not finished my studies, I had to steal a life in Gu's house. I was slapped and slapped twice."

"Because of the identity of the unidentified illegitimate daughter, I was hated and disliked, dead snakes and all kinds of terrible pranks for girls were placed in the room, and I was frightened and forced to live. But even so. In her mouth, she has never used the word pitiful to describe herself."

This is the first time Zuo Hancheng has spoken such long words, and it is also the first time to stand beside Anhao with her shoulders with her in a fully defended posture.

After all, there are so many things An Ping doesn't know, just a few words are not enough to describe the cruel treatment she received in Gu Jiaping.

Anhao didn't expect Zuo Hancheng to say these things personally. She knew that he had investigated her things, but she always thought that this matter was gone, but she never knew that she had been innocent. On her body, even she herself couldn't count the wounds that she didn't even want to mention, but he counted the same more clearly than her.

An Ping looked at Anhao with shock and disbelief, "Impossible..."

Anhao glanced at her immediately: "What's impossible?"

"After I returned to the United States, I didn't secretly send someone to investigate. I can only feel at ease if I am sure that my daughter is healthy and happy living in China!" An Ping looked at Zuo Hancheng with disbelief: "What I found was the Gu family. Send Anhao went to the best junior high school and high school in City A. Later, I learned from the news that they came back from the investigation that Anhao married someone early, and that you married Zuo Hancheng. She should live a very happy life. It is absolutely impossible to be what you said!"

Hearing An Ping's response, An Hao suddenly laughed.

But with a smile, his eyes gradually turned red: "You are right. Gu's family indeed sent me to the best school. I have a very happy life."

Even if the mother-daughter love of fourteen years was placed in front of her, seeing the retorts that An Ping was excited about at this time, she suddenly felt that all the attachments in her heart were broken in an instant.

Did you investigate her life in China after returning to the United States?

The sneer in Anhao's eyes pierced An Ping's eyes, and she suddenly stepped forward and took Anhao's hand: "Anhao, mom just..."

"What mother? Who is my mother?"

An Hao interrupted her suddenly with a cold voice. When An Ping was holding her hand excitedly with red eyes, she indifferently took her hand out of her hand and stepped back to Zuo Hancheng's side until she felt left. An Hao said indifferently when the temperature of Hancheng was close to him: "My mother is already dead. She died under the stairs of Gu's family, and died in front of me."

An Ping stretched out her hand tremblingly, but she hadn't touched Anhao's face yet, because Anhao's sneered sneer, which had gradually turned red, did not dare to touch her.

"Anhao..." An Ping couldn't accept what Zuo Hancheng said just now, crying and wanting to hug her child but was rejected by Anhao with a cold face and backing away.

"Did you just suspect that I was hurting your adopted daughter in order to fight for everything that belonged to me?" An Hao smiled casually.

At this moment, Zuo Hancheng’s hand was placed on Anhao’s shoulder. Obviously, he had heard those words just now, and knew that under her seeming cold appearance, she was hurt by her mother inside. How much.

At the same time, a figure suddenly appeared behind the flowerbed in front.

Anhao heard the footsteps, turned his head subconsciously, and saw the old man An who didn't know when he actually came here——