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In the central courtyard, there is an exquisite and elegant, magnificent villa, low-key and noble. It is an exclusive residence of An Rongru. It is full of flowers, lush, and has a quiet and elegant atmosphere. But in the villa, a young girl was not so peaceful.

In a room full of war, destruction, and violence, there are a large number of messy equipment weapons. Laser swords, small cannons, steel mechs, armor, swords, etc. can be found everywhere. Showroom of the library.

This is Jian Hanyao's boudoir. She has a special taste, which is a kind of collecting habit, different from Mu Xuanyin and Zhao Yiling and Tong Jingzhen. When she is bored, she likes to bury herself in these messy weapons, pick a lot of things to go out and chop monsters, bang bombs, and become a leisurely toy.

She didn't know how many times An Rongru had a headache in this room, and how many times she had been vomited by Mu Xuanyin, Zhao Yiling, and Tong Jingzhen, including Shang Guanyuanxin who had been lucky enough to come to her room. They were also surprised, even for weeks. Xuan and Duan Lingling couldn't keep up with her fanaticism for weapons.

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A petite and delicate young girl was lying on the fiery red bed, and her crying voice came out in the quiet environment.

"One by one ... None of the good things ... None of the good things ... Mu Xiao, a dead idiot ... hate ghost ... big ..." Jian Hanyao buried himself in the quilt, crying and crying, Jiao Yin heard intermittent cries. .

After a while, she complained enough and felt cold, her heart seemed to be tightly wrapped in things, and there was a kind of breathless discomfort, as if nobody loved herself and was alone.

To a certain extent, Jian Hanyao is indeed an extremely nasty girl. I believe that many people will not like this girl, but no one knows why she has such a temperament.

In fact, her ‘bad’ character was just a form of self-protection when she was a child.

When she was a child, she was a simple and lovely little princess, but when she was sneered, bullied, and excluded by her children of the same age, who would pity? Does anyone know?

Children without parents have some grievances, including Jian Hanyao, who lost his father. She has never seen her father since she was a child, she has only seen her in photos, so she is very new to this 'father' man, but she is very eager to see what his father feels like.

When she grew up with her own ideas, she realized that her father represented protection.

For a long time, An Rongru did take good care of her and was considerate, but sometimes her work was too busy and she didn't care about some small details. She only gave her all the good things. It ’s just that something ca n’t be given. Gradually she learns to fight back. In order to make people afraid of bullying and bullying, she would rather be a girl who is scared and hated by others. She uses a prickly protective shell. Tightly wrapped himself.

Her friends are so pitiful that there is only one Mu Xuanyin to be her friend. Until the end of the world, with the emergence of Mu Xiao, there is a large group of people around her. Her heart is full of happiness and warmth. For her, the last days Not so cold and dark. At least the warmth and protection she has been craving.

Jian Hanyao always remembers his father's death date, and just wants to tell himself that father who has never really met, or tell her that she has grown up stubbornly and protected strong Even if he is not by his side, he can live well. No one dares to bully himself, only himself to bully others.

Jian Hanyao didn't see that his mother didn't seem to have a good relationship with his father. Since the emergence of Mu Xiao in the last days, An Rongru completely forgot about his father. Jian Hanyao used to spend his life quietly. But today I finally could not help but vent this grievance.

In fact, this special day might as well be a day when her own soul releases true emotions, and it is a kind of fatherly love that she longs to get from the bottom of her heart.

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"A group of you are waiting, and sooner or later I will kneel you one by one for mercy, including the one who died, he is absolutely dead." Jian Hanyao suddenly became angry and resentful, remembering what happened just now. The son remembers everyone hate it.

But she was just looking for a vent.

At this time, there was a knocking sound outside, and at the same time, An Rongru was soft and watery, and she spoke the words of love, "Han Yao, can I come in?"

"No! You can go!" Upon hearing her mother's gentle voice, Jian Hanyao's grievances flowed out again, and she clearly wanted her mother to come in, but she had another grudge.

An Rongru, who stood outside, sighed and had pity on the daughter of Han Hanyao. She could hear the grievances in her heart, and she understood that her grudges were from there, and she had grown up, so she should tell her Already.

An Rongru naturally cannot leave like this. She is the host here. She can bypass Jian Hanyao's consent and directly obtain the permissions in the room, opening the door in front of her.

When she walked into Jian Hanyao's room, she saw a house full of weapons and a sigh of sorrow, but when she saw Jian Hanyao, who was nesting in a messy bed like a wild cat, she couldn't blame this daughter, who she loved and pity.

Jian Hanyao knew that An Rongru had come in, she said nothing, she was angry and angry, and she wanted to hear how her mother could coax herself back.

"Han Yao, mother was wrong just now, in fact everyone cares about you." An Rongru sat on the bed and turned over Jian Hanyao buried in the quilt. And she earns a symbolic amount, and is taken into a tender embrace.

An Rongru gently hugged Jian Hanyao's body, as if treating her as an immature child, stroking her hair, and softly saying, "Did you blame your mother and forgot this important day?"

Jian Hanyao remained silent, as if acquiescing to An Rongru.

"If I said, I have never loved your father, do you believe it?" An Rongru's words became softer and more guilty.

"Why?" Jian Hanyao's deep muffled voice came from An Rongru's arms.

"There are many reasons, and the major reason is the marriage arranged by the family." An Rongru suddenly hesitated, would she tell Jian Hanyao's life experience, if she never said it, would she hate herself when she knew the truth?

"So does he love you?" Jian Hanyao asked calmly.

"Probably ... don't love it," An Rongru sighed.

"If you don't love each other, then why gave birth to me again!" Jian Hanyao suddenly rose from An Rongru's arms, her eyes contained a cold and intense light, and the whole person exuded a dangerous breath that was not close to anyone.

She suddenly had a very strong hunch. What An Rongru said next could sting herself severely, stinging her warmth all the time. "I don't want to listen to you today!"

"Han Yao ..." An Rongru didn't want Jian Hanyao to think about each other and reached out to hold her tightly, but she became fierce and sensitive all at once, and her eyes were very cold.

"Do not touch me!"

Jian Hanyao was so excited as a fluffed wild cat that she ducked away from An Rong's movement. She didn't know why she became so excited, she just felt that her mother suddenly became so strange.

An Rongru's eyes flashed with sorrow. When she saw Jian Hanyao, she regretted her heartache for a while, but she couldn't speak. For a while, the atmosphere in the room was permeated with silence.

After a long silence, An Rongru's soft voice broke this quietness, "Han Yao, you may think that your mother is a slutty bad woman, and you have forgotten this special day. Including the previous years also I forgot, and I really forgot this man, because our marriage is just a conspiracy arranged by the family. He has no feelings for me, not even a small favor, only strangeness and vigilance. "

Looking at Jian Hanyao's small face gradually turning white, biting her lips fiercely, as if guessing something. An Rongru was in pain, but she couldn't stop talking about it to this extent.

"And you ..." An Rongru expresses sorrow and pity, with deep sadness ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Actually, it is not my daughter born to your father, I am just a replacement for your mother and take away your father ’s family business and property Bad woman ... "

"No!" Jian Hanyao's tears, like a broken bead, flew to An Rongru's arms, and hugged An Rongru to cry into a tear, "I don't listen! I don't listen! You are mine Mother! I don't believe it! You can't miss me! ... "

"Stupid boy, how could I not want you." An Rong Ruxiu's eyes also contained tears, and gently hugged this young girl who already regarded her as her biological daughter, but some words must be made clear, otherwise it was unfair to her "Han Yao, if you want to find your biological mother ... Although it's very slim now, I couldn't help myself at that time, I couldn't escape the control of the family. I don't know the situation well, but as long as I find someone who settles down, maybe I can have The whereabouts of your mother. "

When the world did not have an end-of-life crisis, An Rongru was just a family tool. She really did not have the power to block the family ’s will. She could not control it. She could only conceal this truth in silence. Until today, she has only kept this truth. Tell Jian Hanyao.

As for Jian Hanyao ’s mother ’s distress, and what kind of woman she is, An Rongru did n’t know. She only knew that she was a close lover of Jian Hanyao ’s father, in fact, a hidden chess piece buried by her family.

"Mom, I just want to know if you love me or not, and you don't recognize me as a daughter." Jian Hanyao sucked her nose with tears, pitiful, like a child who was afraid of being lost.

"You are my daughter and I will always be my baby daughter." An Rongru has endless tenderness.

"Hmm." Jian Hanyao stayed softly in An Rongru's warm embrace, but her eyes contained coldness and murderousness, "You wait for your home! You are dead!"