Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Yan Qingsi couldn't tell whether it was joy or sadness. The life she had experienced was probably beyond anyone's imagination. No one was willing to reach out when she needed most help.

Nowadays, she doesn't really need anyone anymore. She also treasures her and loves her. The appearance of Xia Anlan didn't bring her much joy.

Probably ... besides the sour joy, there is more ... no regrets.

If she didn't understand her mother's life to death, she would regret it for life.

But now, this regret can finally be erased in advance.

Although thinking in her heart, when she reacted, she realized that she was in tears.

Xia Anlan's eyes were red, wiping off the tears that kept falling on Yan Qingsi's face, and said, "Qing Si, you are no longer alone, and you finally have a loved one, so take you home ..."

Yan Qingsi bit her lip and she lowered her head for a long time without talking.

After a long time, Yan Qingsi's mood calmed down, and she raised her head again. Although her eyes were red and swollen, she had a light smile on her face. She opened her mouth and yelled, "舅舅 ..."

Since her mother is really the daughter of Xia family, she will not let go of this good opportunity.

Maybe ... because I knew her mother's identity and worried that she would be found by Xia's family, she deliberately killed her.

The hidden waves in it are so strange that she can't find it by herself, but ... now it's different, Xia's must be.

Xia Anlan touched it gently, probably the most beautiful voice except the "brother" shouted by her younger sister.

"Qing Si ... 舅舅 will compensate you for the warmth and happiness you have lost for so many years. You can tell me everything you want to do. No matter what you do, I can protect you."

According to the information, Yan Qingsi didn't have much clean hands, she was a cruel and ruthless person.

Seeing this, Xia Anlan was more distressed to her, and she did those things, and just ... to live, because she had no one to rely on, but to rely on herself.

Yan Qingsi smiled bitterly: "My mother, probably never imagined that she ... will be Xia's daughter, she ... should be ... is ..."

It could have been a spoiled little princess at home like Mrs. Yue. When you grow up, you can marry a wealthy family without worry. Even if the married person is not good, there are parents and brothers to support them, and they will not be bullied.

But she had a bumpy life, died young early, was killed, and she still carries a stigma. She has no day of happiness.

You said he was 17 years late.

Xia Anlan said he was 40 years late.

Yan Qingsi knew they were not intentional, and none of them was wrong, but she was still not worth it for her mother.

If they were able to come alone earlier, maybe ... this would not be the case.

She could still receive the compensation they gave, but what else could her mother get?

In the words of Yan Qingsi, Xia Anlan thought that her heart was dull and sore, as if it had been twisted into a towel, drank all the water, and her throat was stuck and she couldn't breathe.

His sister, the softest and sweetest little girl in his heart, even if he can look at Yan Qingsi now, he dare not look directly at his sister's later experience.

Yan Qingsi looked at him and said, "I didn't ask, and I didn't want to do anything. The only thing I wanted was to find out the cause of my mother's death and give her innocence. She was killed. ... "