ur in the afternoon. She found herself back at the barracks, but she didn't have many thoughts about it.After getting out of bed and freshening up in the bathroom, she figured Tang Yucheng should be i...Chapter 445: Had She Already Died in His Heart

Later

An Xiaotu washed her face again before taking Xiao Annian's hand and walking downstairs.

As Tang Yucheng rounded the corner halfway up the stairs, hearing footsteps, he turned his head and looked up towards the staircase. He saw An Xiaotu walking up the stairs with her son, a surprisingly harmonious scene.

An Xiao Rabbit's heart suddenly clenched, it was him!

She hadn't expected them to meet under these circumstances.

Four years had passed, but his appearance remained unchanged. Just as handsome as four years ago, despite being in his thirties, time seemed to have left no trace on his face. He was still as handsome as ever; however, his demeanor appeared more mature and composed, radiating an extraordinary captivating elegance and calmness. Like a fine aged wine, after years of precipitation, he had become even more mellow and intoxicating.

However, the look in his eyes was cold and emotionless, as if he were looking at a stranger.

Although she had mentally prepared herself before going downstairs, the moment she truly faced him, An Xiaotu realized that his unfamiliar and icy gaze, the instant it fell on her, struck her so hard that she was almost completely defeated.

The color drained from her face, her heart trembling like a knife twisting in her chest. Suddenly, one phrase echoed in her mind: "Four years apart, strangers now."

Xiao An's hand was grasped painfully, but he didn't make a sound. He just stood quietly beside her, occasionally raising his eyes to steal a glance at her.

Seeing her devastated, Xiao An furrowed his brows and looked away, leaving everyone guessing what he was thinking.

Although it was a very short distance, An Xiaotui walked it as if it were incredibly long.

"Hello! I am Annie's father, Tang Yucheng." Tang Yucheng stood up from the sofa and faced her expressionlessly, simply stating his identity.

When he first saw her, there was a distance between them. At that time, he knew she was very pretty and gave off a very comfortable feeling; now, observing her up close, he could feel a gentle, warm aura emanating from her. Her skin was porcelain-like and flawless, full of collagen, she must be in her early twenties.

He thought she was too thin. If she were a little heavier, she should be prettier.

"Hello! I'm Annian's mother, An Xiaotu," she said, mimicking his tone and extending her right hand.

Tang Yucheng frowned slightly at her words and did not extend his hand to shake hers politely.

"Lady, even if An Nian liked you, impersonating a deceased person—An Nian's mother—is going too far, isn't it" He turned cold, his expression becoming serious and icy. His fondness for her diminished instantly.

Although he forgot many things, regarding An Nian's mother, he had just reviewed it not long ago and remembered that An Nian's mother died four years ago, the cause of death unknown.

If she attempts to deceive An Nian with this method and cause him harm, he will definitely not let her off.

Upon hearing the word "deceased", An Xiaotu's face, which had only a few splashes of color, instantly drained of all its blood, leaving it as pale and terrifying as death itself.

Has she died in his heart

Seeing her face as pale as paper, Tang Yucheng felt a sharp pain in his heart. Immediately, he commanded in a cold and serious voice: "An Nian, come here."

Little An stood motionless beside An Xiaotu, staring at her pale face. He knew it must have been Daddy's words that had hurt Mommy just now.

Before, he listened to his Uncle say that Mommy went to a very far place. At that time, he also thought that he didn't have Mommy anymore.

Dad doesn't remember many things, he definitely thinks Mommy is gone.

But he was still very angry, Daddy hurt Mommy's feelings.

Then, Xiao An glared at Tang Yu City, exerted force and then pulled An Xiaotu upstairs.

“Tang Anyuan!” Tang Yucheng’s voice was icy cold as he stepped forward, blocking their path. His handsome and beautiful face was expressionless as he reached out to Tang Anyuan, warning, “I haven't settled with you about sneaking out of kindergarten yet, go back with me immediately.”

A little rabbit, An Xiaotu, looked at the man before her, who treated her as a complete stranger. Her heart ached relentlessly.

She felt her clothes being tugged. She lowered her head and saw her son handing her a note, the same one he had written to her earlier when they communicated upstairs: "Daddy is super scary. He doesn't care at all when he beats me up. Mommy has to protect me and not let Daddy beat me up. I'm going downstairs with Mommy."

So, what this man said about "settling the score" means he wants to catch her precious son and beat him up

She forcefully swatted his hand away from Xiao Annian's, glaring at him and saying, "Tang Yucheng, you dare hit Annian again"

Tang Yucheng lowered his eyes to look at the back of her hand that had turned red from being patted too hard. He was taken aback for a moment.

His attention was entirely focused on his son, and he never expected her to suddenly strike, slapping his hand away. This left him completely unprepared.

But most importantly —

He always kept in mind his allergy to women, unable to have any direct skin contact with them. Even touching a tiny bit could cause a severe allergic reaction.

Therefore, all the servants in his house were male.

However, the woman before me... I didn't show any signs of allergy at all.

He lived for over thirty years, he was probably experiencing it for the first time that he wouldn't be allergic to a woman.

"Baby, let's go." An Xiaotu looked at Tang Yucheng, who was stunned, with a mix of anger and hurt in her eyes. She tried to be strong and said to her son.

Xiao An nodded obediently and almost ran to follow her upstairs.

"Wait a minute!" Tang Yucheng, who had just come to his senses, stopped the big and small from leaving. Seeing An Xiaotu glaring at him with all her might, his imposing manner inexplicably weakened, he said, "I... am here to take my son back."

His attitude now was not as domineering and forceful as before, issuing orders in a dictatorial and self-centered way. Instead, he seemed to be carefully seeking her opinion.

"But Annian doesn't want to go back with you at all." An Xiaotu choked up and gritted his teeth, "You bastard only knows how to beat him up."

This jerk… she thought about him for four years, but he forgot about himself.

"I've never hit him." Tang Yucheng frowned fiercely, looking at the little guy hiding behind An Xiaotu.

This little punk actually dared to slander him everywhere, spreading rumors that he beat him up.

His tone of denial was too firm and open, leaving An Xiaotu momentarily unsure. According to her understanding from four years ago, he wouldn't lie about something like this.

But she instinctively felt that her son wouldn't lie to her about this.

Just when the two were at an impasse, Xiao An wrote a note and handed it to Tang Yucheng: I'll go upstairs to pack my things and then go back with you.

After seeing this, Tang Yucheng did not stop it any further.aotu originally wanted to say that if Herley wanted to give Ya Bai's son clothes, designing them herself would be more meaningful.But the words were on the tip of my tongue, but I swallowed them back....