Mrs. An actually...is not An Yunluo's biological mother, so who is his biological mother? Yan Ranran almost remembered the woman in the cemetery at the first moment.

"Can you...!"

An Yunluo seemed to know what she was thinking and nodded, "Yes, the woman I took you to worship is my biological mother Song Shufen!"

Song Shufen? And... Song Sufang...

"Are they two sisters?"

An Yunluo's eyes quickly slid a little viciously, and his voice became completely cold. He did not answer, but the facts were clear.

Yan Ranran was unbelievable and suddenly remembered another question, saying, "Then... are you the son of your father...?"

An Yunluo sneered, "I would rather I am not his son!"

Oh my God...

This...this means that An's father and Song Shufen had An Yunluo, but he married Song Sufang and even let Song Sufang raise An Yunluo as his son?

This...this relationship is really messy.

"What's going on?" Yan Ranran lost all sleepiness. She supported her body with one hand and lay on An Yunluo's body. Her eyes were straight at him and asked anxiously.

An Yunluo's voice was deep and he slowly spoke, and he spoke out these grievances bit by bit. The more he spoke, the more heavier the haze in his eyes.

Many questions that once lingered in Yan Ranran's mind were immediately clear and clear.

Why did her son disobey her mother so much, and even make her angry Mrs. An and go against Mrs. An everywhere? Why did Mrs. An insist on arranging An Yunluo's life and marriage like this without caring about his feelings? It was just to control him. Why did An's father be so indulge in his son? It turned out that it was just to compensate.

It seems like a good home, but everyone has some thoughts about whom it is full of undercurrents.

She looked at An Yunluo. Although he had no expression on his face at this moment, she could see that his heart was suppressing and sad. Especially when mentioning An’s father’s attitude, his tone seemed indifferent, but she could hear that he actually cared very much.

He kept his pain as always.

Every time she saw him like this, she felt very distressed, her heart ached, and her hand couldn't help but stroked his face. She bent the corners of her lips as much as possible, "It's okay, don't you still have me? No matter what, I will be with you!"

An Yunluo's hand covered her hand, and he looked at her, and the coldness in his eyes faded a little, "Yes, I still have you. Fortunately, you are still by my side... Otherwise, I don't know what I will become! So... Ranran, you will be by my side for the rest of your life and are not allowed to leave."

An Yunluo's words were domineering and unquestionable, and a trace of insecurity poured out, which made Yan Ranran smile.

An Yunluo's eyes were very serious. His hand hooked her chin, forcing her to raise her eyes and look at him. His voice also sank, like some kind of oath, "Ran Ran, promise me that I will never leave me, and always be by my side! No matter what happens, no matter how forever, we will never betray each other, and will always be the only ones for each other."
Chapter completed!