"Just like before, what he said is what he said?" Anyan thinks it''s ridiculous. Does that man dare to be more cruel?

    "Yes." Wu Yang nodded.

    "If I was his hejunshen woman three years ago, I think I should have been blind or forced."

    When Wu Yang heard an Yan''s words, he was stunned, "in fact, he Shao didn''t like this before..."

    "It used to be more brutal, didn''t it?"

    Wu Yang scratched his head and said, "Miss mu, it was you who left heshao three years ago."

    "You mean... Because of me, he''s changed a lot? I have so much influence on him? Then he should also have a great influence on me, why I don''t remember him at all, even there is no him in my memory! If I really lost my memory, why did I forget him? "

    Anyan''s rhetorical question makes Wu Yang feel stunned. He can''t help saying what happened in those years.

    At present, Wu Yang can only talk about it, "Miss mu, you''d better get on the bus. The bus has come. Don''t delay your time to go home. Please make sure miss Mu leaves Mu''s house at 7 p.m., because it takes an hour''s drive from Mu''s house to here. "

    "..." an Yan took a deep breath, and managed to suppress the anger.

    Wu Yang opened the door and said, "Miss mu, please get on the bus."

    Anyan sits in Maserati.

    "Miss mu, it''s necessary to come out of Mu''s house at 7 pm. Of course, if Miss Mu doesn''t get on the bus at 7 pm, our people will call heshao directly."

    "An Yan didn''t speak, just nodded.

    After seeing Anyan nodding, Wu Yang said again, "I believe Miss Mu is a person who keeps his promise." As soon as the voice fell, he closed the door.

    When the door is closed, Anyan reaches out to hold the skirt tightly, tears fall.

    If all that she has suffered now is destined to be what she should bear, then she has no choice but to bear it.

    Please hejunshen and live in his face. Even if she can spare her life, what about her family?

    Anyan mouth slightly raised, self mocking smile hanging on the dry face of the tears.

    Mu Anyan, this is your life.

    She is not superstitious, but she believes in fate.

    As a dutiful subordinate, Wu Yang watched the car go away gradually. When the car drove out of the castle and disappeared on the winding mountain road, Wu Yang received a phone call, which made him face changed greatly. If there was any delay for a moment, he immediately went upstairs without stopping!

    ……

    It''s already 2:30 p.m. when I arrived at Mu''s home. Even on weekends, the urban area of Jingjiang City is very congested.

    "Here we are, Miss mu." The driver got out of the car respectfully and opened the door for mu Anyan.

    Anyan reached out and patted her cheek gently, took a deep breath, and then got off the car.

    "Thank you." She thanks the driver.

    "Miss mu, you are very kind. I hope you must get on the bus at 7 o''clock at the latest. Mr. Wu Yang has specially instructed you. I won''t say more. Miss Mu is a smart person."

    Anyan nodded again, then walked towards the Mu family.

    Thanks to he Junshen, the Mu family still lives in the original place.

    Only the red paint was splashed on the wall and the door of the door. It was the debt collectors who came to collect the money.