Chapter 582

"I already knew." Yan Nuoqi turned her eyes to the window and smiled: "I'll see your car when I get off work."

The answer surprised an Zichen: "then why do you have to go with Ouyang Jin?"

"Then why don't you call me." Yan Nuoqi asked back.

Yan Nuoqi's home is not in the same direction as Fang Fang and Datong's home. An Zichen sent the two people home and turned another direction to send Yan Nuoqi home.

When Yan Nuoqi arrived downstairs, an Zichen held Yan Nuoqi to leave: "Nuoqi."

An Zichen hesitated for a long time before saying, "can I borrow it for a day?"

Seeing Yan Nuoqi's slightly changed face, an Zichen immediately took the lead and said, "it's inconvenient to go back at home. You know my mother is there."

Yan Nuoqi thought for a moment and nodded cheerfully: "but my family has only one bedroom, so..."

Yan Nuoqi uttered a word, but an Zichen's heart beat faster.

"So... You have to sleep on the sofa in the living room." Yan Nuoqi smiled playfully.

Looking at Yan Nuoqi's figure upstairs, an Zichen had no choice but to follow up with a smile. As long as there is a place to take in, or his girlfriend's house, what can an Zichen be dissatisfied with.

When she came to Yan Nuoqi's house, Yan Nuoqi turned on the lights in the room: "are you full tonight?"

"I'm full. What's the matter?" An Zichen was asked, so he didn't know why.

While looking at Yan Nuoqi's home environment, an Zichen helped a lot when decorating here and was familiar with it. Today, Yan Nuoqi bought a lot of things in this home.

"I think Fang Fang and Datong didn't eat well. They have to have a meal when they go back." Yan Nuoqi thought it was funny to think of the two people's formality at the banquet.

Yan Nuoqi went back to the bedroom, took a quilt out and put it on the sofa: "the living room is cold at night. You just catch a cold. Be careful not to get cold."

When an Zichen heard the speech, he even played a rogue: "I'm afraid I'll catch a cold, just let me go to the bedroom and don't sleep. It also saves you from worrying."

Yan Nuoqi glared at an Zichen, made himself a cup of coffee, sat in front of the computer with the coffee and began to prepare things for work.

An Zichen had nothing to do and sat on the sofa watching TV. Turn off the lights in the living room and there will be only the light from the TV screen.

The programs on TV changed one after another and finally stopped on a news. On TV, the hostess dressed in a dignified women's suit and her lips with red lipstick closed one by one. She listened gently, but it was like a bolt from the blue in an Zichen's ears.

"Bang."

There was a sound of overturning things in the living room, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing. Yan Nuoqi, with black framed glasses, was attracted by the sound from outside and got up and left in front of the computer.

When I came to the living room, the room was empty. The freshly poured coffee splashed on the tea table in the cup.

Looking in the direction of the door, it seems that an Zichen is in a hurry. Is there something urgent?

I was thinking about the reason. At this time, the news on TV attracted Yan Nuoqi's attention.

"An Chengyang, President of an's group, suddenly suffered from cerebral infarction and fell ill in the office tonight. After being found by the staff, he called an ambulance and has now arrived at the hospital. He is in critical condition. "

The "angle group" and "an Chengyang" in the news aroused Yan Nuoqi's thinking. An Zichen's departure should have something to do with this news. Is it because an Chengyang, who is suddenly seriously ill, is an Zichen's father?

The cell phone in the bedroom rang. Yan Nuoqi turned to answer: "Hello, Zichen?"

An Zichen's eager voice came from her mobile phone: "Nuo Qi, there's something in my family. I'll go back first. You should be careful alone at night."

"Well, I'm fine. Take care, too. " Yan Nuoqi doesn't know what an Chengyang's situation is. Hasty comfort may be counterproductive.

Hang up the phone. An Zichen stepped on the accelerator at his feet and wanted to appear at the door of the hospital immediately.

The news on TV is still broadcasting. Yan Nuoqi sat in front of the TV with glasses and didn't leave her sight for a second. At the scene of panic, Yan Nuoqi saw an Zichen's mother at a glance. The woman's eyes were red and surrounded by bodyguards in a safe area from being disturbed by reporters.

The red light above the operating room had not been turned off, and yannuoqi's heart also raised. Although she hasn't seen an Chengyang. An Zichen doesn't care much about his father, and even the father son relationship between the two people is not very good. However, Yan Nuoqi still hopes that an Chengyang can turn the crisis into safety.

I was absorbed and the surrounding environment was completely dark. The sudden situation startled yannuoqi.

A few discontented noises came from outside the door. Yan Nuoqi understood that there was a power failure.

With this idea, Yan Nuoqi screamed the next second.

"It's over, it's over." Yan Nuoqi came to the bedroom computer and pressed the keyboard. The form she will use tomorrow has not been made and just saved. Even if she calls now, it doesn't help.

Thinking of the man eating expression of the editor in chief if she didn't make things today, Yan Nuoqi shivered, put on her coat and went downstairs.

I found an Internet cafe in the street opposite downstairs. Yan Nuoqi sat in an environment mixed with smoke, wine and sweat. In less than five minutes, her mind was going to be smoked out.

On the other side, an Zichen hurried to the hospital. I saw groups of reporters gathered at the door of the operating room, and my mother was sitting on a chair in the corridor.

Squeezed in from the crowd, an Zichen never intervened in the company's affairs, let alone appeared in front of the media. At this time, the emergence of an Zichen did not arouse the interest of the media. No one knew that what had just passed by was the young master of an's group and the heir of an Chengyang, who was critically ill.

"Mom." An Zichen squeezed into the circle protected by bodyguards.

The sad Ann mother who was crying raised her head slowly when she heard her son's voice. When she saw who was standing in front of her, she cried at ease. Without two cries, she raised her hand and slapped an Zichen: "how did you come here and be with that woman again?"

The plane crossed a beautiful arc in mid air and finally landed smoothly in the city's largest airport.

"Be careful." The man walked in front with his suitcase and always paid attention to protecting the woman behind him.

Women wear thick coats and are covered from head to foot.

As soon as they left the airport, a bodyguard picked up their luggage.

"Send someone to take my wife home. I'll go directly to the company."

Hearing the man's instructions, the woman showed a surprised expression: "you're going to the company as soon as you come back?"

"As you know, our trip is too long, and there are a lot of official business in the company." The man did not change his face.

The woman was obviously indifferent to the man's explanation: "since it has been delayed for so long, is it still time to go home?"

The man turned back and took a deep look at the woman, then said to his bodyguard, "take your wife home."

Watching the man leave, Shu Qi stamped her foot hard. The remaining bodyguards stood by with eyes, nose and heart waiting for the hostess's next instructions.

On the way home, Shu Qi couldn't let go. In addition to Liu Feng's going to the company without returning home, there is another thing that bothers her most.

Watching month after month go by, my stomach just doesn't respond at all.

On her way home, Shu Qi called her good friend as a doctor and asked the other party to go to her home. The two people wanted an interview.

When Shu Qi came home, the doctor friend also came to Shu Qi's house. The two entered the room together. Shu Qi took each other to her bedroom and locked the door carefully.

"What are you doing? Why are you so secretive.", Shu Qi's friend, the purple woman who had been making trouble for Yan Nuoqi at the wedding that day, sat on the soft big bed in the room and asked Shu Qi blankly.

Shu Qi took each other's hand and said her mind to each other again. After hearing this, the woman was surprised: "you mean you're not pregnant at all?"

Shu Qi nodded in embarrassment: "but the days have passed day by day. In a few days, my stomach still hasn't changed. What should I do?" Shu Qi looked at each other pitifully: "now only you can help me. Give me an abortion certificate."