5 Don't You Know Best Where I Went Yesterday?

"Are you out there hanging out with those bad friends of yours again?" An Yaoqing angrily glared at Nan Yan as she walked in.

However, as he saw her current appearance, he suddenly froze for a moment.

He was used to seeing her exaggerated makeup every day, but seeing her bare face now, the words of reproach got stuck in his throat.

This... was his own daughter?

She had inherited all the good qualities of him and his wife!

"Dad, don't blame Yanyan. It's normal for her to be playful at her age, as long as she doesn't go overboard..." An Muyao pretended to be surprised, deliberately drawing An Yaoqing's attention to Nan Yan fooling around with a man.

As her gaze fell on Nan Yan's cool and beautiful face, a hint of jealousy appeared in her eyes.

Her own looks could only be considered above average.

Over the years, she had secretly done some cosmetic enhancement. With the gentle and intellectual aura that she had created, people would think that she was a beauty.

But compared to Nan Yan's stunning beauty, she immediately paled in comparison.

Damn it.

Why did she remove her makeup?

Didn't she listen to her the most? She thought that she looked good and didn't even remove her makeup when she slept every day.

Nan Yan ignored An Yaoqing and sneered at An Muyao, her eyes filled with disdain. "Don't you know best where I went yesterday?"

An Muyao met her overly cold and beautiful gaze and felt a panic in her heart. She quickly averted her eyes. "How would I know where you went?"

She gritted her teeth and forced a smile. "You went out to play, I didn't follow you..."

"Is that so?"

A trace of coldness flashed in Nan Yan's eyes as she mockingly said, "But according to them, it was you who told me to go, so I went with them."

An Muyao looked bewildered. "When did I ask someone to call you?"

This little b*tch dared to say these things in front of Dad.

She's really looking for trouble!

Nan Yan couldn't be bothered to argue with her and was about to go upstairs when An Muyao's phone rang.

She took out her phone, and her expression changed slightly as she tried to hang up the call.

A slender, fair hand reached over and snatched her phone away.

"What are you doing?" An Muyao's heart raced.

"Nan Yan, why did you snatch Yaoyao's phone? Give it back to her immediately," An Yaoqing scolded.

"Don't worry, I'll give it back soon."

Under An Muyao's nervous and anxious gaze, Nan Yan directly answered the call and put it on speakerphone.

Zhang Daqian's greasy and nauseating voice came through, "Miss An, Nan Yan ran away from me yesterday. Can you see if you can find a chance to lure her out again?"

An Muyao's face suddenly became flustered. She disregarded everything and wanted to snatch back her phone.

A faint smile curved at the corner of Nan Yan's lips as she easily pushed An Muyao away.

In a low voice, she said to the person on the phone, "CEO Zhang, you were lucky yesterday. If you do it again, believe it or not, I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life."

What if she woke up in Zhang Daqian's room?

Estimating the situation, Zhang Daqian wouldn't have the leisure to call An Muyao now.

"Are you... Nan Yan?"

After a second of confusion, Zhang Daqian's voice turned angry, "You little b*tch, it's your fortune that I took a liking to you, and you dare to run away!"

Nan Yan sneered and hung up the phone, tossing it back at An Muyao.

The phone hit An Muyao and fell to the ground, but she didn't dare to pick it up.

"What's going on here?"

An Yaoqing wasn't a fool. The words from the phone call with Zhang Daqian and what Nan Yan said made his expression turn fierce.

An Muyao's face turned pale. "Dad, let me explain, it's not like that..."

As for An Xiran, who had just entered the door, he didn't hear the earlier conversation, but he clearly heard the phone call from Zhang Daqian.

Therefore…

He met Nan Yan outside the Lantis Hotel. Did An Muyao trick her into going there, hoping she would be bullied by Zhang Daqian?

An Xiran instinctively looked at Nan Yan, but she had already turned and headed upstairs without a second glance.

An Muyao forced herself to calm down and spoke hesitantly, "Dad, I just thought that since Yan Yan doesn't excel academically and has questionable character, no one in our respectable family would want her as a match."

"CEO Zhang contacted me earlier and said he really likes Yanyan and wants to marry her. Our family and the Zhang family have a cooperative relationship in real estate, and they can be considered a suitable match for us. If she marries CEO Zhang, she would become a wealthy wife. And through this marriage, we can gain more benefits from CEO Zhang in the real estate industry..."

"Dad, I'm sorry for not discussing this with you, but my intention was for the sake of the An family!" The An family had entered the real estate industry two years ago, but their initial investments had gone in vain, yielding no returns. Many people were waiting to see the An family's failure. If it weren't for this reason, An Yaoqing wouldn't have chosen to collaborate with Zhang Daqian.

After hearing An Muyao's explanation, An Yaoqing's anger subsided. After all, she was his daughter whom he had cherished for eighteen years. How could he bear to scold her? Besides, Nan Yan hadn't been mistreated.

Thinking of this, An Yaoqing spoke with seriousness, "Yaoyao, you must never contact CEO Zhang again. Regardless of how unworthy Yanyan may seem, she is still my daughter. She's only eighteen years old, how can she marry that abusive man, Zhang Daqian?"

An Muyao secretly clenched her fists and nodded obediently, "I understand, Dad."

"Is your phone broken? If it is, I'll buy you a new one."

"No, Dad, my phone is fine. I'll go back to my room now."

"Go ahead..."

An Xiran watched their conversation with an expressionless face. Suddenly, he felt that this scene was so absurd. He had always thought that his sister was innocent and kind-hearted, but she had actually schemed against Nan Yan and tried to give her away to Zhang Daqian. If Nan Yan hadn't escaped, what would she be like now?

What was An Muyao thinking when she wanted to make an innocent girl pay for the An family's wrong investment?

This girl was their lost sister for sixteen years, someone they owed for sixteen years!

An Xiran felt an urge to comfort Nan Yan, who had been frightened and neglected by everyone. With that in mind, he went upstairs.

"Fourth Brother, you're back?"

An Muyao showed no remorse and greeted him with a bright smile.

In the past, he would have thought she was obedient and sensible. Even though he wasn't close to her and didn't have deep feelings for her, he treated her with gentleness. But now, he didn't want to pay her any attention at all.

An Xiran directly bypassed her and hurriedly went upstairs.

An Muyao's expression froze, and then she plaintively said to An Yaoqing, "Dad, is Fourth Brother mad at me?"

An Yaoqing comforted her, "How is that possible? I think your Fourth Brother probably has something important on his mind and is in a hurry. Don't overthink it."

"Really?"

"Yes."

The conversation between father and daughter downstairs reached An Xiran's ears, making him feel even more agitated. Standing in front of Nan Yan's room, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened, and Nan Yan looked at him with indifference. "What do you want?"

An Xiran felt uneasy under her overly cold and distant gaze. He averted his eyes and asked softly, "Can I come in?"