She is not an orphan. She has the love of her parents, the service of servants, a soft big bed, a delicious breakfast waiting for her, and a cupboard full of designer clothes. Her every move is full of celebrity and society.
Noble and elegant, he is no longer the useless, crybaby he used to be.
An Xia, 21 years old, went to the orphanage when she was three years old. Her nickname is An An.
An'an.
She repeated these two words silently.
In the past 10 years, she has tried hard to forget two words.
She thought she had forgotten it. Even if she was dreaming, she tried her best to bury these two words in her mind and the deepest part of her heart to prevent them from coming out.
An'an.
The perfect lips formed a low voice in disbelief.
At that time, there were only two children in the orphanage named An, An An, and Xiao An.
She was an abandoned child who was abandoned in an orphanage since she was born. She has no surname and no friends. She is more lonely than any other child and has deeper thoughts than anyone else.
He has an unpleasant personality and was bullied in the orphanage.
An An's arrival seemed to give her a dazzling sunshine.
An An is different from everyone else. She is only three years old, but her behavior exudes a kind of upper-class nobility. Her face is very beautiful, her smile is particularly gentle, and her clothes are very new and beautiful. Once she enters the orphanage, everything
The children all liked her and fawned over her. No one was willing to bully An An. Even Sister Li was particularly partial to her.
So, she tried every means to be An An's good friend, but her surname was An, and she was obviously older than An An, but because of malnutrition, she looked much smaller than An An, so everyone mocked her for being Xiao An, Xiao An.
The word "Xiao An" was so harsh to her.
She wished that these two words had never appeared in her life.
Anxia means An'an.
An'an is Anxia.
Not only did she come to rob her brother Di, she also came to rob her parents, everything that already belonged to her, a happy home, parents who loved her, and an excellent fiancé...
The information in her hand was wrinkled up in her hands, her eyes were dark and fierce, no matter if she was An An or An Xia, she should not be alive.
She would never give An Xia a chance to steal it all.
There was a gentle knock on the door, and my mother's gentle voice said: "An'an, why don't you get up? You have to go to work today, come down and have breakfast."
She took a deep breath, tore up the information and threw it into the trash can. Then when she walked to the door, all the gloominess had disappeared. She opened the door, put a sweet and obedient smile on her face, and threw herself into Mama An's arms like a baby: "
Mom, I got up early, don’t treat me like a child.”
An's mother is in her forties, her hair is pulled back meticulously, and there are light wrinkles on her face, but it does not damage her beauty. Unlike Cheng Baoer's beauty, Cheng Baoer's kind of youth is flamboyant and has been maintained through hard work.
And beauty, but An’s mother has never thought about acquired maintenance. She is the kind of beauty that comes from the heart, with extremely clear eyes, which makes others feel at ease when she looks at them.
She said dotingly: "You are not a child yet. You are a working person who used to act like a spoiled child when you were a child. Be more serious and don't make others think that you are too coquettish and unable to do anything."
An Yingying stuck out her tongue and smiled sweetly: "I only do this in front of my mother. In front of others, I am a lady."
"Okay, the breakfast is already cold, and dad is impatient to wait, so he went to work."
"Dad is so busy these days. He leaves early and comes home late. I don't even have the chance to have dinner with him." She protested to An's mother.