Chapter 14

An Yan recalled what happened in the car yesterday. The two of them were skin to skin, and his hot breath sprayed on her delicate neck, causing her whole body to tremble uncontrollably.

An Yan's fingers clenched tightly unconsciously, and even her toes subconsciously dug into her shoes.

Fortunately, Zhan Mochen quickly looked away and his eyes fell on the desktop files.

"Health?"

An Yan was startled when Zhan Mochen suddenly spoke.

Fortunately, she responded quickly: "Well, okay, thank you, Mr. Zhan, for sending me to the hospital yesterday."

She didn't see Zhan Mochen when she woke up, so she never had the chance to thank him in person. It was just right to say thank you at this moment.

"Thank me?" Zhan Mochen repeated without meaning, leaned back, and asked, "How can I thank you, huh?"

An Yan suddenly felt something strange in her heart.

The man's voice was mellow and magnetic, and the rising sound at the end seemed to come with a small brush, gently scratching the tip of An Yan's heart.

The person opposite was still waiting for her answer, so she calmed down and quickly replied: "How about... I invite you to dinner?"

She really couldn't think of a way to thank Zhan Mochen. He was not short of money, so a meal was sincere enough, right?

"it is good."

Unexpectedly, Zhan Mochen agreed directly, which was beyond An Yan's expectation.

"Just tonight, don't leave after get off work."

An Yan's eyes widened in surprise.

Do you want to be so impatient?
Those who don’t know better think that Tangtang Zhan always lacks this meal.

"Okay." An Yan answered a little reluctantly. She originally wanted to get off work early and cook a delicious meal for the three little ones.

"What are you doing in Lige?" Zhan Mochen suddenly asked.

"Meeting clients." An Yan had no intention of hiding it.

So many people in Lige Club saw her entering that box with An Qi and Huang Yaoan, and they couldn't hide it even if they wanted to.

"Oh, is the deal done?" Zhan Mochen turned the signature pen in his hand in a circle on his fingertips, with a very comfortable posture.

"Yes, it's settled." An Yan replied.

Zhan Mochen took a deep look at An Yan: "Who gave the medicine?"

"I drank a glass of wine by mistake. I don't know who it was." An Yan lied without blinking.

She didn't want Zhan Mochen to know too much. Subconsciously, she resisted Zhan Mochen getting too close to her.

"Really?" Zhan Mochen snorted lightly, but didn't ask any more questions.

An Yan thought that nothing happened to her, and was about to turn around and leave when another man's voice sounded behind her.

"Don't forget dinner."

An Yan turned her back to Zhan Mochen and couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

As for reminding her specifically about this little thing?
"I won't forget. Goodbye, Mr. Zhan." An Yan answered politely and finally walked out of the office.

Seeing her coming out so quickly, the front desk secretary didn't say anything and led her directly to the elevator.

An Yan smiled at the secretary: "Thank you."

Just as he was about to enter the elevator, suddenly a paper bag appeared in front of him.

She looked at the secretary's smiling face and felt puzzled.

"Director An, this is a gift prepared for you by President Zhan." The secretary smiled gracefully and sounded sweet.

An Yan looked at the paper bag.

It's an international brand, so the stuff inside shouldn't be cheap.

Why did Zhan Mochen give her a gift?

He took himself to the hospital, and she treated him to a meal to express her gratitude, and the two of them were settled.

But what's going on with this gift?

An Yan looked at the closed office door and hesitated whether to go in with the paper bag and ask someone.

It was conceivable that she was not interested in going in when she thought about facing that happy and calm face.

Forget it, I'll give it back to him during dinner.

"Thank you." An Yan took the paper bag and walked into the elevator.

The secretary watched the elevator door close and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now she almost thought that An Yan would not accept the paper bag, although she did not believe that any woman would be willing to refuse the gift from Zhan Mochen.

Downstairs of Zhanyi Group.

An Suisui and An Nuannuan slipped into the lobby on the first floor while the security guard wasn't paying attention.

"What should we do next, Chenchen?" An Suisui waited for instructions from the headset.

In the villa, An Chenchen's fingers were operating quickly on the computer: "Go to the exclusive elevator." As soon as An Suisui led An Chenchen to the exclusive elevator entrance, the elevator door opened automatically.

"I can only crack it for five seconds, hurry up and get in." An Chenchen said.

An Suisui quickly pulled An Chenchen into the elevator.

"Daddy's office is on the top floor. Be careful and don't let anyone see you later." An Chenchen said.

"I know." An Suisui felt that his brother was too verbose. With his agile skills, how could anyone notice him?

An Nuannuan was very nervous. This was her first time doing this, and her heartbeat was beating much faster.

"Sui Sui, I'm a little scared..." An Nuannuan's palms were sweating, and she frowned and said softly.

"What are you afraid of? We are going to find daddy." An Suisui was busy putting one hand in his pocket.

This is what An Nuannuan is worried about: "What if he is not our daddy?"

"Why don't we just look for us again? Anyway, Mommy can't give birth to us all by herself. There has to be a daddy."

An Nuannuan nodded, successfully convinced.

The two of them were only worried about whether Zhan Mochen was their father, but they had never thought about what would happen if someone found them sneaking in.

The elevator reached the top floor and opened the door.

"Come out quickly, no one is here." An Chenchen said.

An Suisui quickly pulled An Chenchen out.

As expected, there was no one on the top floor. An Suisui soon saw the large office in front, but the door was closed.

"What's next?"

"Hide it first." An Chenchen said.

An Suisui: ...

The two little ones had no choice but to suppress their excitement and hid aside.

The office door was opened and the secretary walked out.

The two little ones were huddled together and hiding in the dark. The secretary didn't notice and went back to his seat to get busy.

While the secretary was answering the phone, An Chenchen directed the two children to get into the office inside.

When Zhan Mochen came out of the bathroom, he saw two children suddenly appeared in the office.

The boy was wearing a formal black suit, his hair was combed back neatly, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

The girl was wearing a princess-style tutu, and her hair was slightly curled and hanging down her head.

Two pink and tender little people were standing in front of him holding hands and smiling at him.

Zhan Mochen has never been so shocked in all his years.

His gaze rested on the little boy's face for a long time.

this face...

How come the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

The boy has delicate eyebrows, big and lively eyes, a high bridge of nose, and a pretty little mouth. When these are put together, they form a familiar face.

his own face.

Only his eyes are slightly different. His eyes are long, narrow and deep, not round.

But between the eyebrows and the outline of the facial features, the resemblance to him is too high.

"Hello, wormwood!" The two villains were very polite and greeted him with a sweet smile.

Zhan Mochen was silent for a moment.

He is not the kind of person who likes children when he sees them.

But he really couldn't dislike these two children.

"How...how did you get in?" Zhan Mochen pointed at the door.

His office has fingerprints and passwords so no one can come in at will.

"We walked in, Shu." An Suisui smiled even more cheerfully.

An Nuannuan was a little shy, seeing Zhan Mochen wanting to get closer but not daring.

Zhan Mochen felt a headache. It seemed that he couldn't ask anything from the two children. He walked directly to the desk, picked up the phone and was about to make a call.

Suddenly I felt a slight force on my thigh.

He looked down and saw the little girl looking at him eagerly with her big eyes open.

"Sweetie, do you want to drive us away?"

Zhan Mochen:......

He really wanted to call someone to take the two children home, but now the phone suddenly couldn't be dialed.

(End of this chapter)

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