An Huaijue pursed his lips and didn't speak, squinting his eyes and quietly looking at the anxious Lan Weitai, his face was gloomy again.

Damn! As soon as he thought of Lan Weiwan's sweet begging for mercy before entering the door, he thought that there was a fire burning in his heart, and he wanted to beat Lan Weiwan hard, and then lock her up at home, so that she would never think about seducing any man again.

Thinking of those rumors about Lan Weiwan's promiscuity, the anger in his heart was even worse. An Huaijue took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and the green tendons on the back of his patient hands bulged.

After waiting for a while, she didn't hear An Huaijue speak, Lan Weiwan was even more worried, she looked up at An Huaijue timidly, and just wanted to say something, she heard the man's cold voice: "Without me, didn't you just sleep with Xu Jing?"

An Huaijue was angry, and he said anything ugly.

Lan Weiwan trembled, his heart fell straight down, and the blood on his face faded. The corners of her mouth curled sarcastically, with a chill in her eyes, wasn't she used to hearing this kind of thing for a long time? Doesn't everyone else see her like this? Why... Suddenly so sad in your heart?

After a long, long time, Lan Weitai couldn't say a word.

Looking at Lan Weiwan's pale little face, An Huaijue frowned in annoyance, what did he just say?

"Yes, An Huaijue, you shouldn't have come, it's ruined my good deeds. Lan Weiwan took a deep breath, suppressed the astringency in his eyes, and stabbed back in a nonchalant tone.

An Huaijue felt a pain in his heart when he heard this, and the anger that had just calmed down came up again, burning more and more. In fact, he understood that it was too late for someone to harm Lan tonight, but when he heard her say this about herself, he couldn't help but get annoyed in his heart.

He reached out and fished Lan Weiwan's head, kissed it hatefully, and blocked this little mouth that was both loved and hated. Lan Weiwan's eyes widened in annoyance, and she slapped An Huaijue frantically, but no matter how hard she tried, the man kissed her fiercely as if he couldn't feel pain, and he refused to part in the slightest.

Lan Weiwan's eyes turned red suddenly, and he felt extremely aggrieved, and his elbow hit An Huaijue's stomach fiercely.

An Huaijue was in pain, and his stomach, which had always been slightly painful, felt like he had been stabbed, and it throbbed violently, and the pain after burst made his forehead break out in a cold sweat after a while.

He let go of Lan Weihao, holding his stomach with his palms and slumping into the driver's seat. The tall man shrunk into the narrow driver's seat, how pitiful he looked.

Lan Weiwan didn't expect that this collision would make An Huaijue have such a big reaction, she shrank back in a panic, and didn't know what to do for a while.

How can people who were alive and well when they beat people before become so vulnerable now?

But looking at the man's increasingly pale face, Lan Weiwan hesitated to poke it, but An Huaijue didn't react, she was in a hurry, and shouted An Huaijue's name: "An Huaijue! An Huaijue, are you okay?"

But no matter how Lan Weiwan shouted, An Huaijue didn't have the slightest reaction, and actually fainted in pain.

Lan Weiwan realized the seriousness of the situation, and tears burst into his eyes. She trembled and took out her mobile phone and called Bai Hao.

There was a beep, and Lan Weiwan's heart became tighter and tighter.

The phone was finally connected, and she choked up and hurriedly spoke: "Bai Hao, what should I do, An Huaijue fainted, no matter how I called him, he didn't respond." ”

Bai Hao's expression became serious, and he picked up the key on the table and rushed out: "Madam, be careful, what's going on?"

Lan Weiwan was silent for a moment before he said weakly: "I... I just hit him in the stomach..."

Bai Hao gasped, the pace under his feet was faster, and he couldn't help but say, "Oh no, don't worry, I'll come right away." ”

Lan Weiwan hung up the phone, looked at the fainted man with red eyes, and silently thought in his heart, it will be fine, An Huaijue, you will be fine, Bai Hao will come over in a while...

In the hospital, An Huaijue was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, his brows furrowed tightly because of the pain.

Outside the door, Lan Weiwan and Bai Hao stood aside silently listening to the doctor's angry reprimand.

"What did I say before? He has a very serious stomach condition, he can't exercise vigorously, and he has to be hospitalized for a week. Not only did he get out of the hospital without permission, but he also made the condition of his stomach even worse. If this happens a few more times, will he still have his stomach?"

Bai Hao lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, and his good-natured voice came down, and he finally sent the doctor away.

Lan Weiwan felt guilty, she didn't expect An Huaijue's stomach disease to be so serious, he rushed to save himself with an injury, and he also hurt him.

"I'm sorry, I don't know..."Lan Weiwan whispered, and suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, no matter how she sounded, it seemed to excuse herself, she simply stopped talking.

Bai Hao rubbed the corners of his forehead tiredly and comforted her: "It's okay, you go back, just have me here." ”

He complained a little about Lan Weiwan in his heart, and the president rushed over to save her before he recovered from his illness, but it turned out to be thankless. But he also knew that it was a matter between the husband and wife, what could he say as an outsider?

"I'm not going back, I'm going to take care of him. I'm sorry for you tonight, Bai Hao, go back and rest first. Lan Weiwan glanced at the unconscious man on the hospital bed, and was determined to stay and take care of him.

Bai Hao wanted to refuse, but seeing Lan Weitai's resolute attitude, he didn't shirk it anymore, and left after saying some precautions.

Lan Weiwan gently pushed open the door and walked in, carefully pulled out the stool next to the bed and sat on it, his eyes glued to the man's face.

In the dim light, the man's brows furrowed slightly, and the cold mask was a little gentle.

Lan Weiwan looked at him blankly, and the strangeness in his heart was about to break through in the silent night.

She muttered, "An Huaijue, what kind of person are you?"

She thought he was the devil in other people's mouths, but she didn't expect him to be the god who saved herself.

The next morning, An Huaijue slowly opened his eyes, and there was still a tingling sensation in his stomach from time to time. Feeling that his hand was being held by a pair of warm little hands, he raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked over, only to see Lan Weiwan holding one of An Huaijue's hands with both hands, tilting his head against his palm, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

An Huaijue's hand that was pillowed was completely numb, but because he was afraid of waking Lan Weiwan, he endured it motionlessly, and it took a long time to see Lan Weiwan open his eyes with slightly trembling eyelashes.

As soon as Lan Weiwan opened his eyes, he met a pair of deep eyes, and his whole heart trembled heavily. When she realized that she was still holding An Huaijue's hand, her cheeks turned red, and she sat up straight and let go of An Huaijue's hand.

He... When did he wake up?