"You are two types of girls. You have your own advantages. Why do you have to compare with her?"

"I just want to compare with her. [ ] Because you like her." Yao Xueting shouted a little uncontrollably, and tears of grievance poured out of her eyes, but she still looked at him with a bit of persistence and emotion: "An Mochen,

Do you know? In fact, even if I knew that Xia lived in the Yao family, I was not that nervous. But the three-month agreement between you and the second aunt scared me. The four major

King Kong is not by your side, how can you fight with them yourself? What will I do if you leave? As long as I marry you, you will be the son-in-law of the Yao family. You can live here for the rest of your life, and no one will drive you away.

In these five years, I can accept that you don't love me, and I can wait for you, but I can't accept that you leave the Yao family. Do you understand?"

An Mochen looked at her sad expression and felt a little guilty, but he had no choice but to say: "Tingting, as long as the people in this family don't drive me away, no one can drive me out of the Yao family. I understand what you mean, but we

Two...it's really impossible. I will never marry my own sister."

"I'm not your sister." Yao Xueting corrected loudly, a little broken.

"But you are in my heart. You will always be." An Mochen answered seriously.

"I'm not. I'm not. I'm not." Yao Xueting collapsed and shouted again, tears rolling down her face.

"Tingting." An Mochen sighed again, stepped forward in front of her and held her arm tightly, hoping that she would calm down: "It's unfair to marry someone who doesn't love you. You have

With such good conditions, you can find someone better than me. If you really marry me, you will definitely regret it one day."

"I don't want to find someone better. To me, you are the best one. Mo Chen, I like you. I really like you." Yao Xueting cried and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.

.

"Tingting, I'm really sorry..."

"I don't want you to say sorry to me. I don't want. I don't want. I don't want. I just want to marry you." Yao Xueting burst into tears in his arms.

"Tingting, please calm down." An Mochen pushed her away hard, held her arm tightly and stared at her.

"I can't calm down. How do you want me to calm down?" Yao Xueting looked up at him with tears streaming down her face: "I know I have a little temper, but I can change it. As long as you tell me, if I don't do well, I can do it for you.

Please change it. I was born in this family and have everything I want. If I marry you again, I will have nothing in my life. Mo Chen, as long as you tell me, I will change it, okay?"

"Besides being able to make some jokes, I can't do anything. What is there that you like about me?" An Mochen shook his head helplessly.

"I don't care. I just like the feeling of being with you. I don't have any burdens, I can laugh happily, and I don't have to think about whether you are like other men who can calculate our family's money..."

"But liking and love are two different things. I like you, which is just a brother's liking for his sister. Grandpa saved me. I am grateful to everyone in this family, including you. But I will not marry you because of this gratitude.

." An Mochen let her go as he said: "You change into your wedding dress first, and I'll take you home later." After saying that, he went downstairs without looking back.

Looking at his heartless back, Yao Xueting's tears burst out again...

When she learned that An Mochen had made a three-month agreement with Liu Hailan for her own reasons, and later heard that the Four Great Vajras were also assigned to Bali by An Mochen, Zhixia felt a little uneasy in her heart, which she couldn't express.

Feeling. She can’t figure it out

Why did Bai An Mochen do this? The last time she was in the box, she tried his skills, and he didn't look like a kung fu person at all. She couldn't imagine losing the four kings to rely on, and An Mochen alone

How can one fight with that Liu Hailan?

There were no classes today. Zhixia stayed at school until about ten o'clock and then drove back to the Yao family villa. Today was not the weekend. Yao Wenlei and An Mochen both went to the company. The servants said that Yao Xueting also had something to go out. Mr. Yao was the only one at home.

Since they were there, Zhixia thought for a while and went directly to the old man's room.

When Zhixia knocked on the door and walked in, Mr. Yao was sitting on the sofa with his eyes slightly squinted, wondering what he was thinking. Seeing that it was Zhixia who walked in, there was a smile on his face.

"Come over and sit down." Mr. Yao had a good impression of this girl, and he smiled kindly and asked her to sit down.

"Grandpa, am I disturbing your rest?" Zhixia walked over apologetically, glanced at the landline next to the sofa, and sat down with a slight gleam in his eyes.

Mr. Yao smiled, looked at her with emotion and said, "Well, as this person gets older, he has more time. When he was young, he used to be very busy. He thought that one day he would be able to take off the burden and have a good life.

It would be nice to take ten days and a half of rest. But when you really have this time, you can't sleep at all. Some things can't be taken off just because you want to."

"Grandpa, is there something bothering you? Although Zhixia can't help you, you can still be a listener..." Zhixia looked at the kind old man curiously.

"These are all business matters. In fact, with Wen Lei and Mo Chen here, I don't have to worry at all. The two of them can definitely stir up the worries of the Yao Group. Is there anything special that comes here now?

?”

"I heard about the agreement between Mo Chen and his second aunt, and I feel really sorry. I didn't expect that I would bring such trouble to the Yao family." Zhixia looked at Mr. Yao with an apologetic look.

Mr. Yao smiled and then waved his hand magnanimously: "Whether you come to the Yao family or not, this will actually happen. You don't have to take it to heart. Mo Chen has been in the Yao family for five years, as long as I don't drive him away.

If he leaves, no one can touch him. You don't need to take this matter to heart."

"But he also sent away the four kings under him. What if something happens to him?"

"Are you worried about him?" Mr. Yao looked at her with a smile.

Zhixia smiled sheepishly...

"Don't worry. Nothing will happen."

"Then you can rest, Grandpa, I'm going out first." Zhixia stood up and exited Mr. Yao's room.

Watching the door close, Mr. Yao squinted his eyes slightly, his yellow eyes slowly moving. He stood up from the sofa and wanted to go to bed to rest for a while. As soon as he stood up, he heard the call next to him.

When it rang, he sat back down again, grabbed the phone and put it to his ear.

"Is that Yao Wangen?" A deep voice came from the receiver coldly, with a bit of cold murderous intent.

"Who are you?" Mr. Yao frowned. At his age, few people dared to call him by his first name.

"A person you owe a blood debt to." The deep voice sounded again, with a hint of murderous intent.

"Haha. Really? It seems that you are coming to collect debts?" At this age, he has already taken life and death lightly, and does not care about such words at all.

"Yes. Let you pay with blood." The other party replied unceremoniously.

Mr. Yao smiled slightly, not afraid of the opponent's momentum: "Kill to pay for life, debt to pay for money. This has been the same since ancient times. It's just that over the past few decades, I have owed too many debts. I don't know what you mean.

Which blood debt is it?"

"In that case, let's open the skylight and speak frankly. Hand over that notebook. I can spare your life."

"I'm so sorry. I never had that notebook. It seems you have found the wrong person."

"It seems you don't want to give it anymore?"

"What can I give you when you have never had anything before?"

"Yao Wangen, don't think of me as a fool. Without that death diary, how could the Yao Group be as glorious as it is today? Hand over the diary and I will let the Yao family go. If you persist in your obsession, everyone in the Yao family will have to fight for it."

That diary was buried with him."

"Really? Let's see if you have the ability to take it away." Mr. Yao was not afraid of the other party's threats at all.

"Humph, don't think that I really don't dare to attack you. Even if I can't touch you, don't you still have family? Your granddaughter, your grandson, and your son who has been traveling outside for many years,

If you insist on sticking to your current attitude, I don't mind at all, I just don't know..." The other party said this with a sinister smile.

"What do you want?"

"I've already said, give me the book, we don't owe each other anything."

"That notebook disappeared five years ago, and I don't know where it is now."

"It seems you don't want to give it anymore?"

"I really don't..." Mr. Yao reiterated again, but as soon as he finished speaking, the phone turned into a blind tone.

He sighed heavily, put the receiver back on the phone, raised his hand and lightly pressed his forehead, looked at the dazzling sunshine outside the window and fell into deep thought...

As soon as Zhixia walked out of Mr. Yao's room, he saw the servants busy in the distance and quickly took out his mobile phone to call the captain. Because this number was agreed with the captain, Ji Shangfeng picked up the phone as soon as it rang. Zhixia stepped forward

Go up the three steps and go up the stairs.

"Put it away."

"very good."

Hearing the captain's voice ringing on the phone, Zhixia quickly hung up the phone and quickly returned to her room.

As soon as he put down his cell phone, Ji Shangfeng rushed into the next room and ordered his subordinates to work: "Start answering immediately."

"Yes." Several well-trained members of the Eagle Brigade immediately picked up the receiver nervously.

Ji Shangfeng also picked up one of the receivers and listened intently to the voices coming from inside...

Not long after the phone was hung up, Zhixia received another call from the captain. Listening to the tasks assigned by Ji Shangfeng on the phone, Zhixia nodded, put away the phone and went out.

Zhixia left the villa, walked to her car, opened the door, and was about to get in, when she saw An Mochen's car driving over and slowly stopping next to her. As soon as the car stopped, the passenger door opened.
Chapter completed!