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Not long after, intense fighting could be heard from downstairs.

"You stinking brat, I told you to bully An An, you bastard!"

Following the sound of the crutch hitting flesh, he heard Teng Yiyang retort.

"Grandfather, are you really my biological grandfather? Why do you always keep your arms out? Her surname was Ji, and she didn't have the surname Teng! Why do you always stand up for her! "

"Why is her surname not Teng? She is the granddaughter-in-law of our Teng Familu! You said that her surname is not Teng! "You little brat!"

"Yes, she's the grandson you married for Teng Familu, and not me, Teng Yiyang's, wife! She has nothing to do with me! "

"Today, I will beat you to death, this unfilial grandson!" What responded him was Senior Teng's scolding.

Very soon, the downstairs was in chaos again, mixed with the voices of the Teng Familu and servants trying to dissuade them.

Ji An'an closed the door and shut off all the sounds outside. She did not turn on the light and walked step by step towards the bed in the darkness, burying herself in the blankets.

Maybe everything will be all right when I wake up.

In the past, whenever she encountered something unhappy, she would lock herself up and sleep. After waking up, it wouldn't be that big of a deal.

She knew she was running away, but she had no choice but to do so.

However, she locked the door from the inside and forgot that Teng Yiyang, one of the owners of the ancient mansion, had a backup key.

Faintly, someone slammed the door, pulled aside the blanket, and pulled her up.

The pain from her wrist caused her to wake up. The moment she opened her eyes, she felt dizzy from the dazzling light in the room.

Before he could make sense of the situation, he was pushed onto the bed wall, followed by the cold voice of Teng Yiyang.

"Ji An'an, what method did you use to get my grandfather to stand by your side?! What kind of peace of mind do you have? "

The tall figure was half-kneeling as he held her down on the bed. The difference in strength between men and women, as well as the fact that he was in a rage, made it impossible for her to move. She could only be forced to look straight at him.

When she saw his swollen face, she couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Your face?"

"Don't be so merciful here! This was all thanks to you! "

Because he hadn't gone back to their house recently, his grandfather had beaten him up. He was told not to hit his face, but his grandfather wouldn't listen! He said he was going to slap his face and see which woman would dare to stick close to him in the future!

After all, he was already over 20 years old, how could he go out and meet people with such injuries?

Although he was injured, he still looked like a god. The creator was so biased.

"I'll disinfect you first, then apply the medicine." As if she hadn't heard his sarcasm, she struggled to get up to get the medicine chest.

In order not to let his grandfather find out, she had kept medicine boxes in every hidden place in the house to prevent him from coming in through the main entrance and hiding in any place in the house so that she could find him to apply them. Later on, he learned not to use force to solve problems and not to let himself get hurt, but she still kept medicine boxes in her room.

Because after he had grown up, he had become increasingly cold to himself. His grandfather could not bear to watch this, so he grabbed him and beat him up, just like he did tonight.

It was just that her medicine box had never been opened again, and it was the same today because he no longer wanted her to touch him.

Except that one two months ago.

But she also had to.

As soon as she sat up, she heard those words resound in her ears. They were spat out lightly and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ji An'an, you're so disgusting!"1

This sentence was even more heart-wrenching than the previous one.

She had never expected to hear such words from her husband.

"What makes you say that?!" Her lips trembled as she looked at him in shock.

Seeing her sitting there like a little flower, shivering made him feel some regret. However, when he thought of that night two months ago, he felt a sense of shame.

She had used this pure and innocent method to deceive her grandfather and him, but in reality, her heart was filled with dark water!

You should know what you have done yourself. Listen, last time, I was careless and let you go to bed, but I, Teng Yiyang, will not let you off. In the future, don't even think about letting me touch you.

After Teng Yiyang finished speaking, he didn't even look at her before withdrawing his body and preparing to leave. Just as his hand touched the doorknob, an inaudible voice came from behind.

"If, if I told you I didn't do it, would you believe me?"

He turned around, meeting the pair of watery and fragile eyes. Every time she had done something wrong, she would look at him like that. If it was in the past, he would definitely believe her, but now —

"Then tell me, who else would it be other than you? Who else can do anything to our house but you? "Ji An'an, if you want to frame someone, no one will look for you!"

Her lips moved, but she could not speak.

That bottle of wine was sent over by her grandfather. Before she drank it, she didn't even know that it was drugged, and if she had told the truth, he wouldn't have believed it. She knew that her grandfather was doing this for her own good.

Seeing her like this, Teng Yiyang had already guessed the outcome. He sneered, "Ji An'an, don't try to lie in front of me again, because I won't trust you again."

After saying that, the door was slammed shut.

The sound reverberated in the room for a long time without dispersing. She sat blankly on the bed, completely unaware of the tears that were streaming down her face.

She said softly, "You still don't believe me."

"Ji An'an, you're really cute!"

When she was six years old, when she was brought to the Teng Familu residence by her grandfather, she had met little Yiyang, who was famous for his Demon King of Confusion.

She was at a loss as to what to do with the unfamiliar environment, so she could only allow him to size her up. She had heard her grandfather mention him, saying that he was very mischievous and often fought, so she kept her eyes on his hands, afraid that he would hit her if he disliked her.

However, the Demon King of Confusion did not release any ill intentions towards her. Instead, he grinned at her, baring his canines and praising her words with a smile. Then, regardless of Grandpa Teng's shouts, he forcefully pulled her to accompany him to build a building block.

That was their first meeting.

However, after fourteen years, she was still the same person, yet he had become unrecognizable to her.

"Ji An'an, you're so disgusting!"

In his eyes, she was no longer cute, but vicious and disgusting.

That little Yiyang who would praise her, smile at her, and protect her had unknowingly walked into her life.

"Yiyang, what should I do with you? What am I going to do with our children? "

The petite girl hugged her shoulders and buried her head in her knees, helpless and crying like a child.

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