As the night gets darker, only a few lights are still on in the entire city. The usual bustling has faded away, leaving only silence in the streets and alleys.

In the quiet and dull car, An Huaijue looked pale and held his stomach. The strands of hair on his forehead were wet with sweat and stuck tightly to his face.

When passing a pothole, the car body shook violently, An Huaijue's closed eyes trembled slightly, and he groaned.

Bai Hao, who was driving, noticed the movement in the back seat. Looking back from the rearview mirror, he saw a man huddled tightly in the back seat, his whole body trembling unconsciously.

Damn it, the CEO couldn't have gotten into something wrong with drinking, right?

Bai Hao slowed down the car and called anxiously: "President, President, are you okay?"

He shouted several times but got no response, and his heart immediately lifted. He turned the steering wheel in his hand and drove towards the city hospital quickly and steadily.

The hospital was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, and there were large patches of white everywhere that hit the eyes.

An Huaijue was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed tightly. Even in his sleep, his brows were furrowed tightly.

The scenes at noon during the day replayed in An Huaijue's mind like a movie. His own madness, Lan Weiwan's resistance and fear... every scene made him breathless.

The next day, the sun shone on An Huaijue's handsome profile. He slowly opened his eyes, feeling confused for a moment.

"President! You've finally woken up!" Bai Hao, who had always been steady, almost lost his mind and his voice was trembling.

An Huaijue frowned, raised his hands and tried to do it, but as soon as his body moved slightly, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his stomach.

hiss--

The man took a deep breath, and his already pale face became even more ugly.

Bai Hao rushed over, helped An Huaijue lie down again, and said anxiously: "Hey, CEO, please don't move. Last night, the doctor said that you had a gastric perforation caused by excessive drinking. If you had been sent to him a little later, you might have had a serious illness."

question."

An Huaijue calmed down for a while with a pale face, and then the heartbreaking pain subsided.

He moved his pale and dry lips and asked in a low voice: "You didn't notify anyone else, did you?"

Bai Hao was stunned and didn't know what the president meant, but he still answered truthfully: "No, I rushed you to the hospital last night and didn't have time to inform your family. The doctor said you will have to be hospitalized for observation for a few days.

, I will inform my wife and them later."

An Huaijue lowered his eyes and did not respond. After a while, he said: "No, you don't need to notify the madam or the madam. At this point, all the documents that need to be handled by me are brought here. There is no need to alert the others."

people."

Bai Hao moved his lips hesitantly, glanced at him carefully, and wanted to say something, but immediately held back after meeting the man's cold gaze.

In the empty room, Lan Weiwan was sitting on the small sofa, his fingers carelessly sliding the screen of his mobile phone, but his eyes had no focus.

She slapped An Huaijue yesterday, thinking that with his cold and arrogant character, he would never let her go. As a result, not only did he not come back last night, but there is no news from him until now.

Lan Weiwan rubbed his numb legs, and all kinds of strange thoughts came to his mind. An Huaijue wasn't planning any big move against him, was he? Or was he contacting someone to kill him?

?

All kinds of bloody and cruel scenes were running through her mind...

Although she slapped him, but... who asked him to touch her? It's not her fault.

If she continues to speculate like this, Lan Weiwan feels that she will be driven crazy. No, no, no, she can't just sit back and wait for death, she has to take the initiative.

Lan Weiwan let out a sharp breath, and after a mental battle between heaven and man, he finally opened Bai Hao's contact information, gritted his teeth and dialed it.

After a few seconds, the call was connected. Lan Weiwan suppressed his pounding heart and asked cautiously: "Well...Bai Hao, your president...is there anything...is there anything strange?"

?”

Bai Hao was confused when he heard this ambiguous words, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

The CEO didn't come back all night last night. His wife won't think about anything anymore, right? But the CEO has told him in advance that no one can talk about his hospitalization, so how should he answer this?

Bai Hao was in trouble for a while and didn't speak for a long time.

Lan Weiwan clenched her hands, feeling the silence on the other side, and her palms began to sweat.

It's over, it's over, An Huaijue will definitely not let him go. Bai Hao must know something, but he doesn't dare to tell himself. Because of Bai Hao's silence, Lan Weiwan has made up a series of conspiracies in his head.

People are becoming more and more nervous.

She swallowed and asked with difficulty: "Bai Hao... do you want to tell me if there is anything going on? I will be very, very grateful to you!"

Just as Bai Hao was about to push open the door to the ward, he glanced into the ward as if he was informed, and said without conscience, "It's nothing. The president is fine. Madam, don't worry."

He paused, put the phone away, pretended to be busy and shouted: "Ah, madam, I have something else to do here, so I won't tell you."

Taking advantage of Lan Weiwan's overworked lack of response, Bai Hao hung up the phone and exhaled sharply. It's okay, okay, he finally got over it. Madam, she should... believe it, right?

Hearing the movement at the door, An Huaijue frowned and said unhappily: "Bai Hao, what are you yelling about?"

Naturally, Bai Hao didn't dare to deceive An Huaijue, so he could only open the door and confess honestly: "President, my wife called just now... to inquire about your affairs, and then I fooled her."

Is it too late?

An Huaijue's eyes flashed with a dark light, his lips pursed slightly, and he felt something strange in his heart.

Shouldn't she hate herself to death? She still calls to care about her?

Thinking of what happened at noon yesterday, An Huaijue was still filled with hatred. That damn woman dared to hit him. It was so outrageous!

When she is discharged from hospital in a few days, he will have to teach her the rules.

Thousands of emotions emerged in his heart, but in the end he nodded calmly: "Yes, I understand."

Lan Weiwan felt cold when the call was suddenly hung up, and she was a little unpredictable about Bai Hao's attitude. No way, just a slap in the face. Is An Huaijue so angry?

After much deliberation, Lan Weiwan still felt that this matter was very serious and she needed to find someone for consultation. But now that Ran Ran was in the last tense moment of filming, she really didn't have any extra time to enlighten herself.

Then, in the end, only An San is left.

Lan Weiwan's eyes lit up. Yes, she could ask An San. He happened to be not very busy at work and he was a man. As the saying goes, men understand men best, doesn't it?

She turned on her phone, edited and revised a text message repeatedly and sent it to An San, and then finally went to bed to rest.

Chapter 62 Scam

In the early morning, the first sunlight passes through the layers of gauze and shines into the room, projecting on the pretty sleeping face of the sleeping person. The person on the bed looks like he is still awake, squinting his slender eyes and looking towards

That ray of sunshine was slightly ecstatic.

"Ring ring ring..." A harsh ringtone came from the corner. Lan Weiwan frowned and lazily looked for the phone that had fallen into the corner. He glanced at the screen and picked it up casually.

"Oh my god, did you answer the phone? What time is it? I have to go to the wedding banquet today, so I may not be able to accompany you on the street." A bleating voice came from the other end of the phone.

Lan Weiwan looked at the time and then remembered that today was the wedding banquet of her best friend Ren Ziran.

Ziran has been keen on filming for so many years, but has never had any good opportunities. Although this time she is only the third female lead and not a particularly important role, she knows how much Ren Ziran values ​​this opportunity.

"Well, it's okay, you have to pay attention to your safety." Lan Weiwan warned her carefully, worried that Lan Shuyun would trip her up at the finals banquet.

Lan Weiwan didn't mind that she couldn't accompany her on the street, not to mention that she didn't know what was going on at An Huaijue's place, so how could she bother to go shopping.

Ren Ziran understood Lan Weiwan's worries, and became a little more wary, and said with confidence: "Wanwan, don't worry, who am I? Will I be bullied by her? I will definitely take care of myself.

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Lan Weiwan felt relieved when she heard what she said. Also, after the lesson she learned last time, Lan Shuyun should not dare to do anything in public again.

"Okay, then if you need anything then send me a message and don't drink too much," Lan Weiwan warned a few more times.

"I know, Wanwan, when the car comes, I'll leave first. I'll take some nice photos for you to see, hehe," Ren Ziran agreed casually and hung up the phone.

When the car parked at the entrance of the banquet venue, reporters were surrounded by reporters, each holding a microphone and camera, interviewing the famous actors and actresses who entered the venue.

Ren Ziran was a little shocked when she saw such a big battle. She thought it was just a small closing party, but she didn't expect the investors to invite so many reporters and big names in the industry.

It was also the first time for her to come to such a formal scene, so she felt a little nervous, but looking at the normal expressions of the seniors in front of her, she relaxed a little, lifted up her skirt and walked over gracefully.

Not long after entering the venue, Ren Ziran followed the team and greeted several investors one after another under the leadership of the director. At this time, there was a commotion outside the door, and the female lead in the drama slowly walked over from the carpet.

Everyone else was talking a lot about the heroine Lan Shuyun.

Looking at the flashing lights in front of her, Lan Shuyun flipped her hair confidently, with a bright smile on her face. She tilted her head and glanced at everyone in the venue casually. When she saw Ren Ziran, the corner of her mouth

The curvature of his eyes changed a bit, and he looked away randomly.

Seeing Lan Shuyun's high-profile entrance, Xu Xiying curled her lips and felt disdainful in her heart, but she still walked over with a cold face. She did not forget that they still had important things to do today.

Xu Xiying walked to Lan Shuyun, looked around, and then nodded her head slightly.

"Everything is ready, let's wait and see the show," Xu Xiying whispered, her voice slightly cold.

Ren Ziran, who was standing beside the director, noticed the strange behavior of the two people and couldn't help frowning, feeling a little defensive in his heart.

At this time, the investor came over to greet the director with his female companion in his arms, and started chatting as if he was interested in Ren Ziran: "This is the third female lead in your play? This is the third female lead you were talking about at the time.

A little girl?"

"Yes, at that time I saw that she fit my image of the third female lead, so I decisively pulled her over," the director nodded, responded carefully with a flattering smile.

While the investor was chatting with the director, he kept glancing at Ren Ziran who was standing aside. This look made Ren Ziran feel uncomfortable, but it was difficult to say anything because of the director's presence.

The director saw the investor's thoughts and wanted to find an opportunity to take Ren Ziran away, but his words were interrupted again and again.

He shook his head helplessly and sighed in his heart. It seemed that Ren Ziran couldn't escape tonight. This investor was a relative of the Xu family. Who in the industry couldn't give him some face? Although he felt sorry for the newcomer,
To be continued...