Chapter 1197 Don't recognize my sister indiscriminately!
As it concerned An Xuyue, Yan Zhicheng immediately sent people to investigate and screened the entire hospital system.
An Xuyue didn't know what was going on, so she sat on the edge eating snacks and complained to Song Xiang in a low voice that Yan Zhicheng was making a fuss out of a molehill.
Song Xiang looked at her with a confused look on her face and lamented that Yan Zhicheng had protected her so well. He didn't mention anything about the Nanqing incident, and he probably didn't intend to explain the messy dangers to her.
The hospital was too messy, so she and Yan Han left midway.
After getting in the car, Yan Han remained silent.
"Are you worried about Auntie?" Song Xiang asked.
Yan Han: "The other party just wanted to scare her."
Otherwise, there wouldn't be room for it every time. Unfortunately, An Xuyue is very nervous, so he probably wasn't scared.
"It didn't scare Auntie, but it scared your father and us." Song Xiang said.
Yan Han pressed his elbow against the edge of the car window, curled his fingers slightly, and rubbed his knuckles gently on his lower lip.
Song Xiang leaned over and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Yan Han came to his senses, retracted his arm, and said: "There are too many coincidences, and there is no suspense about the suspect."
Song Xiang rolled his eyes, leaned over and lowered his voice, "Nan... Che?"
Yan Han listened carefully to what she said and laughed softly, "He is not Voldemort, so there is no need for taboos."
Song Xiang: "..."
She clicked her tongue, leaned on his shoulder, and muttered: "I have no idea about him, but from Xiao Sheng's point of view, he should be pretty awesome?"
Yan Han thought briefly and came to the conclusion: "A man of great influence."
He was born into a noble family and was an all-around genius. He created D.nk at a young age. When something happened to the Nan family, he immediately disappeared from the world.
Such a person is full of mysteries.
Just as she was thinking about it, the driver in front of her asked where she was going.
Song Xiang had to return to Yue Ji, and Yan Han had a lot of things to do in the afternoon.
Yan Han asked the driver to take her to Yueji first, and then change her route to the World Trade Center.
Song Xiang took the tablet next to him and looked up his afternoon schedule.
"Fairy Tale Century?" Halfway through the row, she frowned and looked at him, "Are you having a social event in the evening?"
Yan Han raised his eyebrows, "Industry exchange in the pharmaceutical department."
Song Xiang looked at him sideways, "The Fairy Tale Century is opposite the Zeus Hotel."
Yan Han understood it and pretended not to know, "Well, there is a road."
Song Xiang pouted, glanced at the small table, and took out a red pen.
She took Yan Han's hand.
"What is this?" Yan Han asked.
Song Xiang: "Family rules."
Yan Han came closer.
Song Xiang wrote on his palm - No, Xu, Luan, recognize, sister, sister!
Yan Han took back his hand, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, licked his lips, and said, "Where did I get my sister?"
Song Xiang rolled his eyes and learned a sentence, "Brother Li Han~"
Yan Han: "..."
She hummed twice, took his hand, and while the ink was still wet, she put his hand into his coat, put his palm against his chest, and pressed it hard.
"Imprinted on my heart."
Yan Han felt that her true appearance was extremely cute, but the arm closest to her was injured, making it difficult to hold her, and he felt itchy unbearably.
"Mr. Yan, we're here." The driver reminded promptly.
Yan Han frowned, feeling that the driver was driving too fast.
Song Xiang straightened her coat, opened the door and got out of the car without saying hello.
When he reached out to pull it, the person was already outside.
She wrapped her scarf around her neck, stood outside the car, bared her teeth at him, and made a warning gesture of wiping her neck.
"Go home at eight o'clock, do you hear me?"
"Don't worry, I won't stay outside for a second longer."