。"That...that...then thirty times" 。Seeing that he didn't want to talk anymore, An Xiaotu immediately agreed. 。Forty times 。He said softly. 。Seeing him increase the number, she angrily scolded, "Tang...Chapter 94, Will She Seize the Opportunity to Force Her and Yu Cheng to Divorce

"I am the son of Old Man An."

An Fu took a deep breath before uttering the truth he didn't want to admit.

Is her father the son of An Lao

With a deafening boom, An Xiaotu only felt like something exploded in her head. This news was even more shocking than the fact that she was An Lao's granddaughter.

For a moment, An Xiaotu didn't know what to say.

For quite a while:

She managed to squeeze out a sentence that left her father feeling strangely unsettled, "Will Dad allow me and Yucheng to divorce"

Before, Lao An wanted her to divorce Tang Yucheng, she just felt inexplicable and didn't know why.

If her father is An Lao's son, will An Lao let her father force her to divorce Yu Cheng

"What nonsense are you talking about again" An's father scolded, frowning.

An Xiaotu shrank her neck and whispered, "Before, Mr. An wanted me to divorce Yucheng, but I refused. But Dad is Mr. An's son, so will you make me divorce"

“Yu Cheng is a good man, Dad can see that he has put a lot of effort into you. Your mom and I won't force you to divorce. Instead, we hope you will be happy; Old Man An and the Ancestor of the Tang family have a feud. He doesn't want to see his granddaughter marry the grandson of his sworn enemy. That's why I didn't want you to know about your relationship with Old Man An before. ” Now that things have come to this, An’s father could only explain the reason to her.

Throughout it all, he never once called him “father” or “Dad.”

It turned out that Old An and Old Tang had a grudge against each other, and she was his granddaughter, so she had to divorce Tang Yucheng herself.

Upon learning that her parents were truly her biological parents and that they wouldn't force her to divorce Tang Yucheng, An Xiaotu let out a breath of relief.

Everything else just doesn't matter anymore.

Seeing her silence, An's father asked again, "Little Rabbit, the An family is a wealthy clan, but your dad left it back then. Will you blame your parents for not being able to give you a life of luxury"

"Dad!" An Xiaotu suddenly raised her head and looked at her father, saying somewhat unhappily, "Although your life and Mom's material conditions are not as good as those of a wealthy family, you two have always strived to give me the best. I have never complained. Perhaps I said some harsh words before, but they weren't really meant."

Her mother was a fairly unknown fashion designer, and her father was a department manager at a small company. They weren't wealthy, but they lived comfortably.

"Then do you want to go back home" Father An asked again.

The old man went to find his daughter without going through him first, and told her that he had a secret from her grandfather.

I used to always prevent it.

The old man's actions were a direct challenge to himself, demonstrating his unwavering determination for his daughter to return home.

An Xiaotu shook her head gently and said, "I don't mind. If my parents return to An Manor, I'll go back with them, but the condition is that Yu Cheng and I cannot get a divorce."

"No. When I and your mother left home, we never thought about going back." An father's gentle eyes flashed a hint of ice, his voice calm as he spoke.

An's mother said nothing, only covering his clenched fists with her hands.

An Xiaotu originally guessed that her father was An Lao's son who had been lost for many years and had now returned.

But now, hearing my father say this, it's clearly not the case.

She speculated that there must have been some conflict between her father and the An family back then, which led him to leave. However, she wisely didn't press for details.

Then I won't go back either, wherever Mom and Dad are, that's where I am. She said firmly.

An Lao offered to give her 15% of the company shares in exchange for her return to the An family, demanding she divorce. If she truly returned to the An family, it would mean her parents separating and her divorcing her husband.

She wasn't a materialistic person, and she wouldn't leave her parents who had raised her for over twenty years and her husband who loved her dearly just for a few fleeting encounters with someone claiming to be her grandfather.

"You have grown up and have the right to make your own choices. No matter what decision you make, your mom and I will respect your choice."

An's father and his wife looked at each other, their eyes filled with a tender affection.

An Xiaotui was just about to say something when her phone suddenly rang.

Is it An Pingtong

Remembering the agreement, she hesitated for a moment and told her parents, "Mom and Dad, I need to take a phone call."

After finishing her words, she stood up and walked towards the room.

Answering the phone, she softly called out, "Hello, Teacher Pingtong..."

"Teacher An, have you signed the agreement I gave you at lunchtime By the way, aren't you at school" From there, An Tingting's gentle and soft voice couldn't hide a hint of urgency.

"…" An Xiaotu swallowed nervously. "Teacher Pingting, I'm really sorry, but I haven't signed that document yet; there was a sudden family emergency, so I had to rush home."

An Pingtong, hearing her say this, didn't press further about the share agreement. She didn't want to push An Xiaotu too hard and have her notice something was amiss.

"So, pretending to be concerned, he asked, 'What happened at your house Are you alright Do you need any help'"

"Thank you for your concern, but things have been resolved. It's all good now." An Xiaotu politely thanked.

"That's good," An Pingtong let out a breath of relief, and added, "Then when you come tomorrow, just sign the agreement and give it to me. I originally thought there was no rush, but my mother just called..."

An Xiaotu readily agreed to An Pingtong's request.

After hanging up the phone, she lay in bed staring at the ceiling.

She remembered that An Pingting was a year older than her. Now that she had suddenly become An Lao's granddaughter, then An Pingting must be her cousin.

Since Mr. An has confronted me directly, the An family should know about this very soon.

Little An was an only child, and she envied those who had brothers and sisters since she was young. Thinking that An Pingtong was her cousin, a feeling welled up in her heart that was hard to describe.

Her tense nerves finally relaxed, and she fell asleep in a daze on the bed.

I don't know how long it took.

Awakened by a ring of her cell phone, she picked it up —

Tang Yucheng

"Yu Cheng What's wrong"

"Are you off work yet" A cold, aloof and elegant baritone voice came from the phone.

An Xiaotu was stunned for a moment before she remembered that he had said he would arrange a driver to take her back to the Tang family after work. She estimated that the driver hadn't picked her up, so he called Tang Yucheng...

"That... I, I've already gone back to my parents' house." She told him sheepishly.

There was a sudden silence.

A few seconds later, Tang Yucheng's voice sounded again, "I understand."

"I'm so sorry I didn't tell you beforehand, making the driver make a wasted trip." An Xiaotu was struggling with whether or not to tell him that she was An Lao Sun's granddaughter.

My father told me that An Lao and Mr. Tang were sworn enemies. If the Tang family knew she was An Lao's granddaughter, especially Mr. Tang himself...

Plus, Mr. Tang already disliked her. Would he use this as an opportunity to force her to divorce Tang Yucheng

"Is something wrong" Tang Yucheng asked sensitively.'t remember where she had met him before. 。She didn't have any particular emotions before, but tonight after being stimulated by Xue Biryong's words to her daughter, she inexplicably thought of Yishen...