Lan Weiwan nodded. Seeing An Huaijue's inadvertent expression of exhaustion, he suddenly felt strange. He lowered his head and whispered, "You should have some sleep. I'm going out first."

The broken hair on An Huaijue's forehead rested on his eyes, showing a bit of laziness: "Yeah."

Lan Weiwan walked out, and as soon as he closed the door, he saw Bai Hao walking towards the ward.

"Bai Hao, are you here to deliver the documents? An Huaijue has already gone to bed. Let's talk." Lan Weiwan stopped Bai Hao who was about to push the door in and whispered.

Chat?

A trace of surprise flashed in Bai Hao's eyes, he put away the documents in his hand and followed Lan Weiwan towards the stairwell.

In the silent stairwell, Lan Weiwan lowered her head and didn't know what to say for a while. She had many questions to ask, but she didn't know which one to start with.

Silence spread in the narrow space. Bai Hao looked at the silent Lan Weiwan and had some thoughts in his heart.

"Madam, what do you want to ask? Is it... related to the president?"

Lan Weiwan raised his head slightly and loosened his clasped hands: "Well, I want to ask An Huaijue why he had a gastric perforation? Although his stomach has always been bad, he pays more attention to his life and diet. What happened this time?

Will it be so serious?"

This was a question that had puzzled her for a long time. When she heard what the doctor said, in addition to a trace of doubt, she felt even more anxious and worried.

She seems... to have some abnormal thoughts about An Huaijue?

Bai Hao had already guessed that Lan Weiwan wanted to ask this question, but remembering An Huaijue's previous warning, he didn't know whether he should tell her or not.

Although the president has been reluctant to admit it, he knows that the president has long kept Lan Weiwan in his heart. If the president is wishful thinking, there are some things that Lan Weiwan naturally does not need to know. But now it seems that Lan Weiwan is not uninterested in the president.

ah.

Adhering to the good qualities of adult beauty, Bai Hao took the risk of being known by An Huaijue, gritted his teeth and said all the words he had been holding in his heart: "Madam, the president was drinking one cup after another in the bar a few nights ago.

, no matter how much I tried to persuade him, it was of no use. As a result...he suffered a gastric perforation due to drinking, and was sent to the hospital. The doctor said that if he had come a little later, the president might..."

Bai Hao stopped here. He believed that Lan Weiwan was a smart man and it was enough to just stop talking.

Alcoholism? She didn't know that An Huaijue had this bad habit.

Lan Weiwan frowned and said in a rather disapproving tone: "An Huaijue is too busy with his work every day, and he still drinks..."

Midway through her words, Lan Weiwan stopped suddenly. A few days ago? Wasn't that the day when she said those words and slapped An Huaijue again?

Could it be that An Huaijue got drunk because of himself?

As soon as this idea came up, Lan Weiwan immediately shook his head and shook this dangerous thought out of his head. You still need to be self-aware. An Huaijue has always hated her so much. How could it be because of her?

If Bai Hao could hear these inner thoughts of Lan Weiwan, he would definitely scream angrily. If not because of him, who else could it be because of? Besides her, who else has such great ability to always affect the mood of CEO An Da?

Bai Hao rolled his eyes secretly, and felt very sorry for his president: "No, the president is because of you. The president has different feelings for you..."

Before Bai Hao could say anything, he was interrupted by Lan Weiwan who spoke hurriedly: "Yeah, yeah, I know, I shouldn't have made him angry that day, it was my fault, and it will be my fault in the next few days.

Let me take care of him."

She knew that An Huaijue went to the bar to get drunk because she had slapped him, and he was too angry to argue with her!

Bai Hao opened his eyes in surprise. He didn't expect Lan Weiwan to have such a big reaction, so he thought that she might know the president's thoughts, and said with some reluctance: "Well, then I will trouble my wife."

Lan Weiwan nodded hurriedly and walked out.

An Huaijue would definitely be hungry when he woke up later. Lan Weiwan knew that there was a hotel outside that had pretty good fish soup, so he thought of packing a portion and bringing it back to An Huaijue.

When Lan Weiwan came back with the packed fish soup, as soon as he walked to the door, he was hugged by a figure who suddenly jumped out from the side.

She took several steps back before she stabilized herself, and subconsciously protected the soup in her hand. When she realized what she was doing, she raised her phone and wanted to throw it at it.

"Ahhh! Wanwan! Are you okay?" Ren Ziran's eyes were swollen, and he was touching up and down with his hands.

Lan Weiwan curled her lips and smiled helplessly, and the movement of her hands suddenly stopped. When will Ran Ran's fickle personality change?

"Well, I'm fine. Don't you think I'm fine? Don't worry." Lan Weiwan grabbed Ren Ziran's rebellious hand and said helplessly.

Hearing that Lan Weiwan was fine, Ren Ziran felt much less panicked and at a loss. She only found out about it after Bai Hao released her. If anything happened to Wanwan because of herself, she would never forgive herself.

Ren Ziran let go of his hand and confirmed again and again that Lan Weiwan was indeed not hurt.

"Oh, by the way, I really want to thank An Huaijue this time. I heard that he is hospitalized? Please take me to have a look." Ren Ziran picked up the fruit basket on the side, took Lan Weiwan's arm and went to the hospital.

Walk inside.

Lan Weiwan smiled and nodded, leading Ren Ziran over.

Lan Weiwan didn't know that the man who fell asleep soon after she left opened his eyes. Although his expression was tired, his eyes were still awake and clear as before.

An Huaijue picked up the mobile phone that Lan Weiwan had placed aside and asked, "Bai Hao, what happened to the thing I asked you to do before?"

Bai Hao, who was still a little confused because of Lan Weiwan just now, suddenly felt a string in his head tighten up, and answered in a straight and clear manner: "Everything is done. Several influential media outlets I contacted are currently writing a draft.

It is estimated that the news will be sent out today. There is currently no news from the Xu family. The old man of the Xu family wants to meet you in person, do you think?"

An Huaijue lowered his eyes, hid the coldness in his eyes, and let out a smile with unknown meaning: "Mr. Xu family? No, I don't see you. He is just a person who relies on his old age to show off his old age. Since the Xu family refuses to express its position, then I will do it myself."

What about the Xu family? Anyone who touches him, no matter who they are, will have to pay the price.

Bai Hao held his breath and did not dare to speak. After a while, he continued: "Then...Miss Xu?"

"I remember, doesn't Mr. Zhang want a bed warmer? Find an opportunity to send it to him. Since she can think of such a harmful way, let her have a taste of it herself." An Huaijue said coldly.

He spoke with a straight face, not feeling any sympathy because Xu Xiying had stalked and beaten him for a while.

He is not a good person to begin with. As long as he dares to touch his bottom line, what can't he do?

Bai Hao's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but feel pity for Xu Xiying. Who is Mr. Zhang? There is a fierce wife at home, and she also has some shameful sexual habits. If she gets involved with him, Xu Xiying's future life will be ruined.

Although Xu Xiying did evil things, the CEO was even worse. It was really terrible, so terrible.
Chapter completed!