Contracted Husband: Doting on His Wife to the Bone

In the hospital room, the girl was crying and laughing while telling her current situation, but the man on the bed was indifferent, as if he was asleep.

Feng Ranran wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and somehow she talked about the period after her parents died.

She and Feng Yang depended on each other for life. In order to preserve their parents' inheritance and survive in this society, they went to great lengths.

"He proposed to me last night. I was very confused. I rejected him." Feng Ranran said all the things she usually dared not say in front of her brother.

"His family background is very good, the kind of wealth that we simply can't reach. He is also very good, smart, self-disciplined, and well-educated. However, the more excellent he is, the more I feel that I am not worthy of him." Feng Ranran said a little uncomfortable.

It is not unreasonable for the ancients to pay attention to well-matched families when getting married, because people from different classes have lived in different environments since childhood and have different principles for conducting themselves in the world.

In fairy tales, Cinderella and the prince end up happily together, but is this really the case?Can Cinderella really integrate into the prince's life without broad knowledge and a strong mother family?Can they really be happy together?

Feng Ranran didn't dare to think about it, especially now that An Haoran's parents were obviously not happy with her.

Perhaps knowing his sister's sadness, Feng Yang moved his fingers with difficulty.

Feng Ranran happened to see this scene and thought she was dazzled. Then she saw her fingers move again. Feng Ranran quickly got up and ran out: "Doctor, doctor..."

After a lot of chaos, Feng Ranran finally found Feng Yang's attending doctor.

She asked eagerly: "Is my brother awake? I just saw his fingers moving."

The doctor was a gray-haired foreigner, an expert that An Haoran hired from country M for a large sum of money. He checked Fengyang's eyes and then asked his assistant to record the data.

Hearing Feng Ranran's words, he shook his head, but soon he also gave hope: "The vegetative patient may be in this situation because he wants to wake up subconsciously, but he has not fully woken up yet."

Feng Ranran answered: "In other words, there is hope that my brother will wake up, right?"

"Yes, but this is a very long process, and it is not an absolute event. Many vegetative patients have experienced this situation, but in the end their families have been waiting for decades for him to wake up. Feng Miss, I hope you don’t have too high hopes for this.”

Feng Ranran also knew what the doctor meant, that whether he woke up or not was a probabilistic event. This could not be said for sure. Maybe her brother would wake up in the next second, or maybe he would never wake up in this life.

However, Feng Yang's condition has made a new breakthrough, which makes her feel very happy.

At the same time, she blamed herself very much. It was clear that as long as she came to talk to him more often, maybe he would have improved a long time ago, but because of her avoidance mentality, she never came.

Because Feng Yang's condition improved, Feng Ranran, who originally only wanted to stay here for half a day, stayed until night.

Until An Haoran's call came.

"Where are you?" His tone was not very good, and seemed to be a little anxious.

"I'm in the hospital. My brother's condition has improved. An Haoran, let me tell you, my brother had a hand today." Feng Ranran said excitedly, completely unaware of the silence on the other side of the phone.

"You stay in the hospital and don't move around. I'll pick you up from the hospital."

An Haoran was not infected by her joy, but his tone was a bit serious.

Feng Ranran's mood instantly collapsed and she responded in a low voice.

After hanging up the phone, she discovered that her WeChat messages had exploded, and a big red letter of 66 was displayed on the screen.

She clicked on it and found that many people had sent messages asking about her situation.

Her agent also sent a message, his tone urging her to settle the matter quickly.

Then there were some friends from the crew who seemed to have heard some rumors and came to comfort her.

Ji Ze also sent several messages.

"Sister Ran Ran, I only found out what happened these days when I returned to the company yesterday. Are you okay now?"

"Don't be polite if you have anything to do. I will do my best to help you."

This message was sent at ten o'clock this morning. At that time, she was still chatting with Fengyang and didn't look at her phone. Maybe it was because she didn't reply, so Ji Ze sent a few more messages later. "Sister Ran Ran, are you okay now? Don't let your mind wander."

"The An family treats you like this, does An Haoran have nothing to express?"

The source of her cold treatment by the company may have been found here, but Feng Ranran still didn't reply.

"Sister Ran Ran, I won't let you suffer in vain."

And that's where the news ends.

After Feng Ranran read it, her heart skipped a beat. With this tone, she felt that this kid was about to be impulsive.

Feng Ranran quickly replied: "I'm fine, don't worry."

After sending it, I felt uneasy again, and finally told me: "Don't be impulsive."

After exiting, I didn't expect to see a message from Lin Yi.

"I'm just going to say that An Haoran is not reliable. How about you consider me?"

"As long as you follow me, these things are nothing. I can help you solve them."

Feng Ranran glanced at it but didn't reply.

Instead, he quit and clicked on the message sent by Jin Zhenyu.

"How are you thinking?"

Feng Ranran hesitated for a moment and then told her about her agent.

"Okay, but my agent also wants to go there."

Unexpectedly, the person responded immediately, as if he had been looking at his phone.

"Okay, bring your agent over for a meeting tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, the matter that had been worrying him was solved so quickly. Feng Ranran was still a little dazed, and then she heard the nurse call Mr. An.

Feng Ranran raised his head and found An Haoran walking in from the outside with a dusty face. His face was not ugly, but it was not good-looking either.

"go home."

Feng Ranran stood up, said goodbye to the nurse, said goodbye to her brother lying on the bed, and followed the man's footsteps.

The man had not come in at the door just now, and he had been facing away from her on the way, so Feng Ranran never noticed anything unusual about the man.

When they got to the car, Feng Ranran saw a less obvious bruise on the corner of the man's mouth through the lights on the car.

It looked like he had been beaten.

"What's wrong with your mouth?" Feng Ranran asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing, I hit it accidentally."

Although An Haoran's tone was very calm, Feng Ranran still had doubts: "Really? Why does it look like..."

"Really, don't worry about this. I told you last night to try not to go out. Why did you suddenly come to the hospital today?"

Feng Ranran then remembered An Haoran's warning last night, but who made this person give her such a big shock last night, which made her a little uneasy and forgot about it.

"Send me a message wherever you go from now on, and take Liu Yi with you."

Being warned over and over again by him so deliberately, even if Feng Ranran didn't pay attention, she still noticed something fishy.