Walking on the way to Zhou Lan's office, Cheng Anan was very entangled in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Knowing that Yan Haozhe was sick, he was very worried about him and wanted to visit, but he couldn't find a reason or excuse.

I can't say that my boss is sick, so as an employee, I went to visit.

No matter how you hear it, it feels fake.

"Lan Lan, are you still busy?" Leaning against the door of Zhou Lan's office, Cheng Anan asked listlessly.

"Hmmm! What's wrong? Zhou Lan was so busy that she didn't even have time to look up, and kept her head buried on the desk.

"Secretary Ning said that the president was sick, and the high fever did not go away until yesterday afternoon!" Cheng Anan walked into the office and stood opposite Zhou Gang.

"Do you have a fever?" Hearing the news, Zhou Lan didn't seem to be too surprised, when it was raining heavily that day, she saw the president carrying Cheng Anan back in the rain, and then she didn't change her clothes in time, and drank ginger soup to get cold, if she was sick, it should be reasonable.

"That's right, Lan Lan, you see, the president's illness is entirely because of me, do you think it's better for me to visit him at his house?" Cheng Anan leaned over, rested her chin on Zhou Gang's desk, and asked tentatively with wide eyes, but she was expecting her to give her a very positive answer, so that she could persuade herself to visit him at Yan Haozhe's house.

Hearing this, Zhou Lan's busy hand paused.

She raised her head, her eyes staring at Cheng An'an, her face full of smiles.

"How...... What's wrong? Cheng Anan was a little flustered by Zhou Lan's eyes, and stammered and asked.

Lan Lan can't see what's coming, right?

Cheng An'an's eyes flashed, and he was very nervous.

"You...... You...... An An, you don't seem to be quite right! Zhou Lanliu raised her eyebrows lightly and pointed at Cheng Anan with the tip of the pen in her hand.

"I ...... Something is wrong with me? Cheng An'an retorted with insufficient confidence.

"Something is wrong with you!" Zhou Lan glanced at her, and her tone was very decisive.

"You're talking nonsense!" Cheng An'an's eyes flickered unnaturally, and he looked away.

"If you're worried about the president, just say it, why are you talking so much useless?" Zhou Lan laughed and teased.

In fact, she has already seen that An An should have liked the president, but she didn't know it, she didn't break it because she wanted her to discover it herself, after all, feelings are such things that others can't control.

"No, I'm worried about Yan Haozhe's big villain, Lan Lan, you're talking nonsense!" Cheng Anan, who was broken out of his mind, turned red, and kept denying and shouting in his mouth.

"And say no, your face is red!" Zhou Lan continued to tease her, and the smile on her face deepened.

"Oh, Lan Lan, you hate it to death!" Cheng Anan stomped his feet, pouted, and puffed out his cheeks in annoyance and complained about Zhou Lan.

"Okay, okay, I'm not kidding you!"

"I think the president is sick because of you, so it's normal for you to visit him, nothing strange, didn't the ancients have a cloud and what kind of grace should be repaid?"

Zhou Lan didn't think about it for a while, scratching her head and thinking.

"The grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring!"

Cheng Anan glanced at her speechlessly and answered.

"Yes, yes, yes, it is the grace of a drop of water that should be reciprocated by a spring! Not to mention the president before and after...... One, two...... I've helped you three times, right? Once it was a life-saving grace, he was sick and you went to see him, it should be very good! ”

Zhou Lan deliberately emphasized the matter that Yan Haozhe begged her before, in order to make Cheng Anan feel that this trip was a must-go.

"That's right, okay, then I'll go visit him, and thank him by the way!"

Biting his lip and thinking about it, Cheng An'an, who had made a decision, raised the corners of his mouth, pretended to be arrogant, and swaggered out of Zhou Gang's smiling gaze.

But......

Cheng An'an, who got off work, took a taxi, and when he came to the gate of the outer courtyard of Yan Haozhe's villa, he looked at the amount of kilometers on the taxi and the amount payable on the meter, and Cheng An'an was not good.

All kinds of heartache, all kinds of reluctance to hand over the only two 'red suns' on his body to the taxi driver, Cheng Anan only felt that his heart was desperately dripping blood, and the pain could not be described in words.

Why live so far away when you have nothing to do?

Take a taxi, expensive to death.

Woo, her sixty-eight yuan ocean is gone!

Cheng Anan stuffed the thirty-two yuan change in his hand into his bag, walked to the iron door of the villa's outer courtyard, and rang the telephone doorbell.

After a few rings, Uncle Zhang connected the video phone.

Uncle Zhang recognized Cheng Anan on the video phone, and after saying hello, he asked her to wait.

Although Yan Haozhe personally took Cheng An'an back to the villa last time, Uncle Zhang, who knew Yan Haozhe's temperament, felt that it was better to go upstairs and ask him what he meant, and the rest caused some unnecessary embarrassment.

Walking up to the second floor and coming to the door of Yan Haozhe's room, Uncle Zhang knocked on the door, and when he heard Yan Haozhe in the room, he said, "Come in!" Then he turned the handle, pushed the door and walked in.

"President!" Walking into the room, Uncle Zhang saluted Yan Haozhe, who was sitting in front of the computer desk.

"What's the matter?" Yan Haozhe's slender fingers tapped quickly on the computer keyboard, and he asked without raising his head.

"Miss Cheng is here!" Uncle Zhang said.

"Nope!" Yan Haozhe coldly refused.

"Okay, then I'll go talk to her!" Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment, then nodded in response, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait, you're talking about that Miss Cheng?"

Could it be Cheng An'an?

Suddenly thinking of something, Yan Haozhe stopped Uncle Zhang, who had already walked to the door, and asked with glowing eyes.

"It's the one you brought back to the villa last time!" Turning around, Uncle Zhang replied respectfully.

“……”

Is it really Cheng An'an?

Is she really coming?

He thought Ning Xian had called him to deceive him!

The corners of Yan Haozhe's lips couldn't stop rising.

"President, are you letting Miss Cheng in?" There was no response, so Uncle Zhang asked again respectfully and politely.

"Go open the door for her!" Yan Haozhe waved his hand, not expecting him to speed up.

Uncle Zhang saluted and walked out of the room.

"Hey, that...... Wait, after a while she came in, and if you ask me about my physical condition, you say it's not very good, do you hear? ”

It didn't take long for Yan Haozhe to pull his head out of the room, and after giving instructions to Uncle Zhang, who had already walked to the staircase, he retracted again.

Looking at the closed door, Uncle Zhang looked confused, and he didn't come to his senses for a long time.

Say he's not very good?

However, isn't his body almost recovered?

Alas! I don't understand!

Shaking his head puzzled, Uncle Zhang went downstairs to open the door for Cheng An'an and invited her in.