She said these words slowly, and her voice even sounded a little calm.

However, there was an almost cruel sentence in her mouth.

Zhang Zhiyou pouted and smiled: "Miss An An, I have lived for so many years, but I am not scared."

"Exactly, then chop a finger to warm up first." Gu An's mouth curled into a light smile.

The moment the smile fell, she raised her hand and slashed Zhang Zhiyou's little finger with a knife.

She came for real!

The man in front of him suddenly let out a roar like killing a pig, but soon he was forced to cover his lips, leaving only a whimpering sound of "woohoo".

Ten fingers connected to the heart, such pain is not something that Zhang Zhiyou, who has been pampered for many years, can bear.

Gu An looked at Zhang Zhiyou's forehead with cold sweat, her eyes were cold, and she said to herself, "Now, can you answer my question normally?"

Zhang Zhiyou slowed down for a long time, and then gradually recovered from the great pain.

In front of him was Gu An with a murderous look on his face, and beside him sat a cold-faced Yan Luo like Huo Tingxiao.

Today, he was caught here, obviously doomed.

If you want to suffer less, you can only follow this path obediently.

Zhang Zhiyou couldn't hold it anymore, his lips were white, and he said tremblingly: "What do you want to ask?"

Gu An bit her lip slightly, and finally asked what she wanted to know the most.

She asked, "How did my mother die?"

"suicide."

Gu An's pupils shrank, and her voice trembled slightly: "Why did she commit suicide? What exactly did you guys talk about in the cafe before she died?"

Recalling the bits and pieces of that year, Zhang Zhiyou closed his eyes silently.

After a long time, I heard his voice suddenly sound: "You may not know, in fact, your mother suffered from a particularly severe depression before her death."

"depression?"

Gu An's mind was stunned, and he almost lost his seat for a while.

Fortunately, Huo Tingxiao was watching over her at all times, and he hugged her waist in time to hold her steady.

Zhang Zhiyou didn't notice the change in front of him, because at this moment, he was still immersed in his own pain.

He nodded solemnly: "Yes."

"What did you say before my mother... killed herself?"

According to the description of the stepmother Shu Yan, that day, the mother had a secret conversation with Zhang Zhiyou for a long time.

At this moment, many pictures of that year appeared in front of Zhang Zhiyou's eyes.

Even though sixteen years have passed, for some reason, now that he thinks of the past, he still remembers what happened in his mind.

"What did you say? It's not that I begged her to come with me again, but she didn't want to. I've been begging her for so long, but she's still indifferent. I really don't understand, that cold and inhuman home, What is there for her to miss."

"I don't understand. I pursued her for so long. Why did she choose to marry that useless man when she knew that Gu Zhennan had a lover outside."

"Heh, just because Gu Zhennan's trash can tolerate the child in her stomach, did she promise to treat that child as her own? Gu An, just because of you, just because of you!"

In Zhang Zhiyou's eyes looking at Gu An, there was a hint of sinister and resentful light.

Gu An asked sternly in disbelief: "Zhang Zhiyou, what did you just say? What does it mean to tolerate the child in your belly, and what does it mean to treat yourself as oneself?"

If she hadn't been in the car at the moment, she would have almost stood up from the spot in surprise.

Zhang Zhiyou sneered, raised his eyes and gave Gu An a serious look: "Don't tell me, you don't know to this day, aren't you Gu Zhennan's biological daughter?"

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