It was not until noon that An Huaijue got off the building and was obviously much better than in the morning. Lan Weiwan was afraid of disturbing him to sleep, so he sat on the sofa all morning.

"You woke up, why didn't you sleep for a while?" Lan Weiwan turned around and asked subconsciously when she heard the footsteps behind her.

Hearing this, An Huaijue snorted coldly, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes, and a little doting, "Do you think everyone is like you, sleeping like a pig."

He disliked without hesitation, which made Lan Weiwan blush suddenly. She lowered her head awkwardly and complained silently.

An Huaijue left home after lunch. Lan Weiwan was injured in his hand and had to stay at home. Ren Ziran, who had originally agreed to accompany him, went to film with him, but now he has been ruined.

After staying on the sofa for a long time, Lan Weiwan was a little tired. She glanced for a while and opened her eyes again. It was already evening, and she was still the only one in the living room.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the car, Lan Weiwan shuddered. He thought it was An Huaijue who had come back, but he waited for a while and came in a hurry.

"Wanwan, how are you?" An's mother rushed over and hugged Lan Weiwan in her arms with anxious and distressed look. "I heard that you were kidnapped, why is this happening? It must be that Huaijue didn't protect you!"

An's mother said with regret, blaming all the mistakes on An Huaijue.

Lan Weiwan couldn't help laughing out loud. She broke free from An's mother's arms, stood up and turned around for a few times, and said, "Mom, I'm really fine. You see, my hand is a little injured, everything else is healing."

Seeing this, An's mother was relieved, pulled Lan Weiwan again and asked in detail: "Why were you kidnapped? Do you know who it is? I must do it well."

An's mother said strongly, she must have protected Lan Weiwan.

However, this incident is still a mystery now, and Lan Weiwan is not clear at all.

She shook her head and recalled the events of that day. The three people... were thinking about it, and a sound of footsteps came, interrupting her thoughts.

"I have sent the person to the police station and are still being interrogated." An Huaijue said as he walked in, with a hint of coldness in his eyes from time to time.

Those people were stubborn and had been judging for a day, but they didn't explain anything.

However, he has a solution.

"What's the result? Is there any progress on your side?" Anfu nodded thoughtfully. He was still thinking more about such things.

Over the years, many people have been involved in the business circle and offended, so you still have to be careful in everything.

An Huaijue shook his head, his eyes deep.

He naturally felt inferior in his heart, but he would not alarm the enemy until there was conclusive evidence.

"Girl, do you think there is anything strange?" Hearing this, An's father turned his eyes on Lan Weiwan.

strangeness?

Lan Weiwan frowned and thought, the only strange thing was probably...

"It seems they are not killing me, they just let me suffer for a few days."

As soon as these words were said, the other three people thought about it. Those who could do this must have just used Lan Weiwanlai to intimidate the people behind her, so naturally they were their family.

Who is it that actually attacked this girl!

"No matter who it is, we must seek justice for Wanwan. I won't mention this matter!" An's mother snorted coldly and threatened, which broke the low atmosphere.

After dinner, she sent An’s father and mother away. Lan Weiwan also felt much more relaxed. Perhaps she had been in the house for too long, so she couldn’t help but go out for a walk and pick some flowers back.

An Huaijue entered the study early. In the email address, there was a message about the three people sent by Bai Hao. Since they refused to speak, don’t blame him for being polite!

When I finished my work, the stars outside seemed to have fallen asleep. I thought the woman in the bedroom must be sleeping soundly, but I didn't expect that she was empty.

An Huaijue's heartbeat suddenly slapped, and he subconsciously rushed downstairs and ran out to find someone.

Lan Weiwan was holding a large bouquet of flowers in his arms, and only saw a figure flashing quickly in front of him. He was a little familiar, as if it was An Huaijue?

"An Huaijue!" She spoke subconsciously, not knowing that he was running so fast and something happened. She was subconsciously worried.

An Huaijue, who was leaving quickly, heard the familiar voice and stopped his pace, took a few steps back, and saw clearly the person standing not far away.

"Where are you going?" he frowned, with a blame, and a little concern was in chaos.

Lan Weiwan opened her mouth. Before she could speak, she saw An Huaijue strode up, embraced her in her arms, and whispered: "Can you be more obedient and don't run around."

She was stunned. Although she was separated by a bouquet of flowers, she seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat clearly, so fast and so clearly.

She was nervous when she was taken, nodded in a strange way, then slowly reacted, pushed An Huaijue away, and said, "I'm just too bored, I just picked some flowers, you broke my flowers."

She lowered her head, tidying up the flowers in her arms, and her face said she was unhappy.

An Huaijue's eyes were just on the flowers in her arms, and her hands, the white gauze was covered with dust and petals, and some red. I wonder if the wound was opened.

His face became gloomy, he snatched the flowers from her arms, then pulled the people into the house, handed the flowers to Mrs. Li, and took Lan Wei to the stairs in the evening.

"What are you doing?"

"Be honest, don't move!" He snorted coldly, saying strongly and domineeringly.

Lan Weiwan wanted to refute, but was forced back by An Huaijue's dangerous eyes. She had to sit and watch him work and take out the medical box from the cabinet.

He returned to her and pulled her hand.

Lan Weiwan shivered for a moment, but was pulled hard by An Huaijue and took off her gauze. As expected, the wound was cracked, and the red on the gauze was blood.

"Don't you plan to ask for your hands?" He cleaned her up and asked sternly: "If you don't want it, you can chop it now!"

Chopped?

Lan Weiwan's pupils dilated, he glanced at An Huaijue in horror, and spoke with a little aggrieved: "I don't know if it will be so serious. It's okay just now."

"What do you know!" He scolded again coldly, "From today on your face, don't use your hands!"

Lan Weiwan's mouth twitched. Is this request a bit too much?

She clearly has good limbs, but she insists on treating her as if she has no hands.
Chapter completed!