I never would have imagined that the one to wreck my plan would be my own dad!
But fortunately, after the interruption, he took ho, his reason being that couples shouldn’t live together before marriage!
This finally allowed An Yan to breathe a sigh of relief; she had feared she would be given away tonight.
When An Yan got ho and was about to go upstairs, her father, An Zhongbo, called out to her, "Yanyan, it’s not that Dad wants to manage everything you do, it’s just best if you don’t live together before the wedding. Girls are usually at a disadvantage in such matters..."
"I know, I won’t. Thank you, Dad. You did the right thing today. Marriage is a big deal, and nothing should be taken lightly!"
"That’s right."
An Yan thought for a mont and then said, "It’s a once-in-a-lifeti event, and anything other girls have, I must have too. It’s not just for our family’s reputation but also for the Li Family’s. What do you think, Dad?"
"Absolutely."
"Then I’ll leave the wedding arrangents to you, Dad? It would be best to consult a master to pick an auspicious date."
"Of course. Yanyan, rest assured, I’ll take it very seriously!"
"Okay! Dad, I’m a bit tired. I’ll go upstairs to rest."
"Yes, go ahead."
An Zhongbo watched An Yan’s retreating figure as she went upstairs, stroking his chin thoughtfully.
He suspected his daughter was planning to use this situation to give Li Tianyao a hard ti. Regardless, it was clear Li Tianyao wouldn’t be marrying his little cotton-padded jacket so easily!
After going upstairs, An Yan returned to her room, took a bath, changed into comfortable clothes, and then went to her own study.
She did not recognize this marriage.
And there wouldn’t be a wedding either!
Now, all she wanted to do was to find a way to make Li Tianyao give up the idea of marrying her!
Too bad she still couldn’t figure out Li Tianyao!
An Yan looked at the sliver of skylight in frustration, contemplating how to get more Yezi.
Wen Ya knocked from outside the door. "Miss, the Ninth Master asked to bring you a cup of milk tea!"
"Co in."
"Miss, the Ninth Master also said for you to join him for dinner later."
"Got it."
After Wen Ya left, An Yan continued her contemplation, and before she knew it, her hand had found its way to the thumb ring.
If it was Gu Shifang who had given her the thumb ring back then, might her grandfather know sothing about it?
An Yan called her grandfather, and as expected, she was t with that gentle female voice, "Sorry, the number you have dialed cannot be reached at the mont, please try again later! Sorry..."
Her grandfather always went off to remote mountains and ancient forests to gather herbs. If he didn’t contact her himself, she had no way of reaching him!
Luckily, she now had the Divination Technique.
After performing a divination, An Yan confird her grandfather was safe and sound, which set her mind at ease.
So, why did Gu Shifang give her this thumb ring?
Did Gu Shifang know the secret of the thumb ring?
The more she pondered, the more muddled her thoughts beca. An Yan tried using the Divination Technique again on the thumb ring, but this ti, she couldn’t discern anything at all.
Previously, she could still discern that it was a key, but now not even that was clear!
How strange!
Last ti, after the incident with the Lei Family, the discovery that the thumb ring was connected to leaves ca when suddenly, fourteen more leaves appeared in the Bai Wu!
Could it be that the thumb ring needed multiple leaves to appear at the sa ti to be activated?
An Yan furrowed her brows.
Her last livestream had fortunately been boosted by Lin Yueru. Lin Yueru’s insistence on committing fraud during the stream had ultimately backfired, leading to a surge of support from sympathetic netizens and gaining An Yan one hundred thousand new followers.
This ti, it was clear there wouldn’t be another Lin Yueru.
An Yan turned on her phone and logged into a live-streaming platform, beginning to study the tactics of other broadcasters.
She was so engrossed in her research that dinner ti arrived before she knew it.
Wen Ya ca over to call her to dinner next door.
Just as An Yan arrived at Li Tianyao’s ho, she saw Qin Song hurrying over on an electric bike.
His head was wrapped in gauze, and his complexion wasn’t very good.
Seeing An Yan, he parked the electric bike to the side and rushed over to her excitedly, "Thank you, Miss An Yan! I heard from the police that if it hadn’t been for your car braking in ti, I might have been a goner."
An Yan waved her hand dismissively, "I wasn’t driving! You don’t need to be so polite."
"I know, Mr. Li was also in the car. Thank you, Mr. Li! Thank you, Miss An Yan! I wish you both a long and happy marriage!"
An Yan snapped, "What long and happy marriage? Watch your words!"
Qin Song pointed behind her.
Turning her head, An Yan saw—Oh, the lights and decorations from the Li Family villa hadn’t been taken down yet!
Standing at the doorway, Li Tianyao looked as handso as an exiled immortal from heaven!
Whether by coincidence or design, a small, red "double happiness" character had landed on his shoulder. It looked just like the red flower worn by a groom!
An Yan was speechless!
Li Tianyao, on the other hand, seed in a good mood.
He vaguely rembered this man, Qin Song; he’d nearly been hit by a car on the road recently.
And he seed quite perceptive!
"Let’s talk about this at ho!" Li Tianyao took An Yan’s hand and went inside first.
Qin Song hurriedly jogged to keep up.
They reached the living room.
Li Tianyao led An Yan to the seat of honor. Qin Song moved closer but didn’t dare to sit, instead bowing slightly as he said, "Ninth Master, Miss An Yan, I’m here to talk to Miss An Yan about Bai Xiaoyun."
"What about her?" An Yan perked up.
"I t with Bai Xiaoyun two days ago. She ntioned your mother..."
To get a lighter sentence, Bai Xiaoyun told Qin Song she would give him all her assets the mont she saw him. After learning her so-called assets had been confiscated, she revealed a secret to Qin Song, claiming that if he knew this secret, he would be able to get a large sum of money from the An Family.
"What secret?"
Qin Song said, "She said, Miss An Yan, you are not the biological daughter of Mr. An Zhongbo and your mother!"
An Yan: "..."
What utter nonsense!
The Congenital Poison she’d contracted in her mother’s womb wasn’t sothing that could be faked.
Qin Song’s voice continued, "She said your father brought you ho as a baby."
"At that ti, your mother fell into a coma right after childbirth, and the baby died at birth."
"Worried your mother wouldn’t be able to handle the news upon waking, your father rushed to buy a baby from the hospital."
"That baby was you, Miss An Yan!"
An Yan found this amusing and looked thoughtfully at him, "Then who are my real parents?"
"Bai Xiaoyun didn’t say. But parents who would sell their newborn... I suppose they must have been struggling financially," Qin Song comnted.
An Yan nodded, "So Bai Xiaoyun’s idea is for you to use this secret to blackmail my dad for money?"
"Yes, but I’m not that kind of person. Miss An Yan, you saved my daughter. I can’t harm you, so I had to tell you the truth."
"Got it, thank you!"
Qin Song nodded and straightened his back, "Then I’ll head back now. I overturned the market cart today. I need to go back and sort out the damages with my boss and see how much I owe..."
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