Chapter 180: I'm not Gu Yiheng

Gu Yiheng walked out of the Gu family's old house, and after getting into the car, he didn't start the car immediately, but took out his mobile phone and made a call.

The phone rang a few times before it was picked up.

"Constant?"

The moment Gu Yiheng heard An Yan's voice, his heart inexplicably settled down, "Xiao Yan, are you okay?" ”

An Yan heard this on the other end of the phone, and felt a warm heart.

Of course, she knew what Gu Yiheng meant by asking, and just before she promised Gu Dongbai to go downstairs, she took her mobile phone and sent a message to Gu Yiheng, asking him to call her in an hour. The reason why she did this was also because she was not at ease with Gu Dongbai and was worried that he would plot against her.

Although nothing happened in the end, she was a little moved to hear Gu Yiheng's words of concern.

"I'm home, you're done there?" An Yan asked with a smile.

"Well, I promised the old man, and I will go back to work when the reality show is finished." Gu Yiheng paused when he said this, and his tone suddenly became low, "Xiaoyan, I'm really happy to help you." ”

An Yan was stunned and felt a little sour, this man has paid a lot for her, she can't give anything back, but he has always been willing, this kindness, she will remember it in her heart.

"Thank you, Yiheng, I have always treated you as a big brother in my heart, you are my closest person in the world." An Yan sighed.

On the phone, Gu Yiheng's face changed slightly, and a trace of loss slipped through his eyes.

yes, what is he asking for? No matter what he does, in An Yan's heart, he is just like his own brother.

But it doesn't matter, whether it's a brother or a good friend, he is not a stranger after all, he is the one who can help An Yan!

……

Following.

When An Yan woke up, he had a terrible headache, his whole person was weak and weak, and it was a little difficult to even lift his arm.

She felt that she might have caught a cold, and opened her mouth, only to find that her voice was a little hoarse and her throat was sore.

"Constant!" An Yan called Gu Yiheng's name with difficulty, and called a few times in a row, but no one answered.

Maybe Gu Yiheng went out, or maybe her voice was too low for the other party to hear, but no matter what the situation was, she could only rely on herself in the end.

An Yan tried several times and finally got up from the bed.

She picked up her mobile phone on the bedside table, and saw that it was half past eight, at this time Gu Yiheng had already rushed to the set to film, and she was late for work.

However, she can't go to work anymore and should call the company to ask for leave.

The phone called Lan Lan directly, "Sister Lan Lan, I have a cold, you help me take a day off, and I will make up the leave slip when I go back to the company." When An Yan said this, he paused several times, his throat was really uncomfortable, his speech was a little laborious, and his voice was hoarse and ugly.

Lan Lan said with concern: "Why is your voice so hoarse? It must be uncomfortable, right? You should go to the doctor immediately, recuperate with peace of mind, and pay attention to rest. ”

An Yan politely thanked him again, then hung up the phone and continued to lie back on the bed.

She was actually a little thirsty, but she really didn't want to get up again, so after squinting like this for a while, she suddenly "cooed" in her belly.

An Yan slowly raised her hand and touched her stomach, alas, she didn't have the appetite to eat, but her stomach was empty, and she began to protest.

An Yan got up from the bed again, and it was already a few minutes later.

She slowly walked out of the door and downstairs, the living room was empty, and she remembered that the maid had taken leave for the past two days.

After pouring a large glass of water in the kitchen, An Yan felt less hungry, and she really didn't want to cook anymore, her hands were weak, and she felt tired from doing anything. After hesitating, she decided to turn around and go back to her room to continue sleeping, but at this moment, the sequelae of drinking water came.

After spending more than a minute in the toilet, An Yan let out a breath.

It's better to find some pills to deal with, there is no one at home, in case the high fever is excessive, the consequences are also serious.

An Yan found the medicine box, but sadly found that the cold had been eaten.

She sighed, looked at her phone again, and decided to call Gu Yiheng and ask him to bring her some cold medicine when he came back after filming at noon.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered, maybe Gu Yiheng was busy filming and didn't look at his phone, so he put down his phone in frustration.

At this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly.

She was overjoyed, it must have been Gu Yiheng calling again.

"Perseverance, I ......"

As soon as An Yan spoke, he was interrupted by a familiar and magnetic voice, "I'm not Gu Yiheng. ”

An Yan's hand holding the phone trembled, and she almost dropped the phone to the ground, and she felt a bigger headache at the moment.

"You stupid woman, you won't tell me directly when you ask for leave? Also, what the hell is wrong with you? Qin Duyao's tone on the other end of the phone was very vicious.

An Yan just came to his senses and was stunned again.

She is just a secretary assistant now, she only needs to report to Lan Lan for a day off, and she doesn't need to ask Qin Duyao for leave at all, is he so fierce?

Of course, she would never think that Qin Duyao's vicious torture on the phone at this moment was just purely concerned about her.

"Why don't you speak? Are you sick and confused? Qin Duyao waited for a few seconds and didn't see a response from the person on the other end of the phone, and urged urgently.

It's just that An Yan really felt the worry in the man's words this time, she had known Qin Duyao since four years ago, and she still knew a little bit about his speech and demeanor.

"I'm fine, just a little headache, maybe it's a cold." An Yan's hoarse voice was very serious when she spoke, if she could, she really didn't want to speak, this voice was really ugly.

"Got a cold? That's it? Qin Duyao's tone was even more unpleasant, obviously anxious.

"I ......"

"You don't have to say it, I'll come right over." An Yan was just about to open his mouth to speak, but the man on the other end of the phone said impatiently, and the next moment, the phone was suddenly hung up.

An Yan looked at the phone until the black screen and then woke up.

Oh my! Qin Duyao actually wants to come to her!

An Yan's whole person seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, her hands and feet were also strong, and she ignored the headache, so she jumped up and rushed to the bathroom.

She finished brushing her teeth, washing her face, skin care, combing her hair, and dressing very quickly, and then looked at the pale face in the mirror, and couldn't help but pick up the cheek powder and gently flutter it on both cheeks.

Soon, the woman in the mirror had a ruddy complexion, delicate eyebrows and eyes, but her eyes were slightly tired.

Do you want to add some lipstick? An Yan looked in the mirror and hesitated.

As she thought so, her hand unconsciously picked up the lipstick, expertly twisted the cap, and then applied a thin layer to her lips.

Putting the lipstick back on the table, An Yan found that the person in the mirror was really beautiful, and she hooked her lips and smiled with satisfaction.

It's just that at this time, there was an embarrassing sound in the stomach.

I'm so hungry! An Yan pressed his stomach and decided to endure it.

Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang.

An Yan stood behind the door, lowered his head and glanced at his body quickly before opening the door.