Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 156 Treat grandpa better than him

In the corridor next to the nurse's station, Zhan Mochen stopped and listened silently to their gossip.

He remembered the pamphlet on precautions that every servant at home had, and the nutritious porridge that the old man drank every day.

The housekeeper said that Miss An personally purchased the ingredients for the nutritious porridge and cooked it under her own care.

She treats grandpa much better than she treats him.

Zhan Mochen's face suddenly looked sour as if he had drunk two ounces of vinegar.

But don’t these little nurses look bad?
No one discovered that the woman in his arms in the newspaper photo was Yan Yan?
Zhan Mochen smoothly pulled out the newspaper from the nearby bookshelf and slapped it on the front desk of the nurse's station.

"Take a closer look."

The man finished speaking with a stern expression, walked past the nurse's station with his long legs and an upright posture.

"Huh?" The person involved in the gossip suddenly appeared, and the little nurses were all frightened.

After a while, a burst of screams suddenly broke out in the nurse's station.

"Ah ah, Master Zhan talked to me!"

"Holy shit, how can he be so handsome! He is cold and charming at the same time!"

"No, I'm a country dog. I just like to look at handsome CEOs. I'm going to give Mr. Zhan an injection. Don't stop me!"

"Wake up, don't be a nymphomaniac, Master Zhan asked you to read the newspaper!"

"What are you looking at? Hey, why is this woman similar in stature to Miss An?"

……

In the ward.

An Yan looked behind Zhan Mochen curiously.

"What's going on? I thought I heard someone screaming?"

"It's nothing. Some people's eyesight is not very good and they are undergoing treatment."

Zhan Mochen closed the door of the ward with a serious look.

The old man had just taken medicine and was taking a nap. His steady breathing sounded particularly reassuring.

The afternoon sun gently filtered in through the layers of gauze curtains, and the ward was quiet.

An Yan put down the report in her hand and was about to stand up when she was pushed back by Zhan Mochen.

"Tired?"

Zhan Mochen put his hands on both sides of the single sofa and hugged the woman's delicate body to his chest.

An Yan raised her eyes and glanced at him, feeling a sudden sense of crisis: "If you want to talk, just say it nicely, and don't get so close to me."

"When you are tired, go back and have a good rest. The children will miss you very much."

Zhan Mochen ignored An Yan's protest and moved closer.

In the faint halo, the little woman's fair face seemed to be shining, like fine porcelain, which made people want to touch it.

Zhan Mochen let out a soft sigh and followed his intention and pressed forward.

"Yanyan, can you love me more in the future? Can you share with me some of the kindness you treat grandpa?"

"Zhan Mochen, you...don't do this!"

An Yan's bright eyes widened in shock, and she pushed Zhan Mochen's chest with her little hand.

Did this man take the wrong medicine?

How could such a domineering president suddenly act like a child asking for sweets?

But the man's chest was strong and hard.

She couldn't push him, but the man didn't move at all.

"Zhan Mochen!"

An Yan was furious: "Grandpa is a patient, so you want to compare?"

"When did you know that grandpa was sick? Have you studied medicine?"

Zhan Mochen didn't answer the question and deliberately changed the topic.

But An Yan's answer stunned him. "When we first met, you mentioned grandpa's physical condition. So I looked up information on heart disease in the elderly."

"Yan Yan..." Zhan Mochen couldn't help but be moved.

It turned out that she had cared about her grandfather so long ago.

How lucky he was to meet this kind-hearted little woman.

Taking advantage of his momentary absence, An Yan escaped from his siege with a slight turn of her delicate body.

"Since you are here, you can take care of grandpa here. I will go back to see the children, and then I will go to the company. I will come back in the evening."

An Ran quickly packed up the report, carried her bag and walked out.

Zhan Mochen caught up and took her hand, his eyes blazing: "Yan Yan, then everything you did for grandpa was all for me, right?"

"You...can you please stop being so sentimental? I just think grandpa is getting older and needs more attention."

An Yan was startled for a moment, but then she realized what she was doing, and as if she was burned by fire, she threw away Zhan Mochen's hand and ran away.

After leaving the hospital building, the hot summer wind blew in my face.

An Yan's panicked heartbeat calmed down.

When grandma was still alive, she also had signs of senile diseases, but she didn't pay attention at the time, and she regretted it in the end.

When Zhan Mochen mentioned her grandfather's illness, she checked it out.

Therefore, she wanted to make herself feel clear of guilt.

Not for this stinky man!

Yes, it is like that.

An Yan shook her head, put aside her messy thoughts, and walked towards the parking lot.

At night, at the entrance of the night bar.

An Bangguo sat in the car and made a phone call.

"Mr. Liu, call Mr. Li and come out for a drink?"

"Another day, another day, I really don't have time tonight, brother An, please forgive me!"

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Liu agreed with a smile and hung up the phone decisively.

Are you kidding? He and Mr. Li have already re-signed the contract with An Yan. The past has been changed. Who wants to care about this old guy An Bangguo?
He's really stupid and greedy, and it affects his IQ even if he gets too close!
Mr. Liu's eyes flashed with disdain, and he conveniently added An Bangguo's number to the blacklist.

"Damn it, you begged me like a dog at first, and now you are putting on airs for me! You are a bitch who is trying to burn bridges by crossing the river!"

An Bangguo punched the steering wheel and cursed.

The car emitted a piercing siren, and passers-by looked sideways.

In the dim night, every prying gaze seemed to be mocking.

Ridiculing him for not being able to defeat that bastard An Yan, and ridiculing him for actually becoming his daughter's defeated enemy!
Everyone in the company was laughing at him and watching his jokes!
Those who used to treat him with respect and kept calling him "Mr. An" are now fawning over An Yan.

"Wait, you little people, wait for me! I will kill you sooner or later!"

An Bangguo slammed the car door and cursed fiercely at passers-by.

"Crazy!" the passerby yelled back and walked away quickly, not to get involved with this kind of troubled garbage man.

"Who are you calling crazy? If you let me see you next time, I will beat you to death!"

An Bangguo cursed and entered the bar door to make a new appointment.

The person he made an appointment with this time was a small boss. Although he was called Mr. Yang, he was not in the same position as a group like An's.

The little boss had heard a little bit about the internal struggle in An's family, so he opened his mouth to refuse.

But Mrs. Yang grabbed the phone and promised: "It's rare that Mr. An takes it seriously. We'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Yang lectured her husband.

"His daughter is not very young, so she has the upper hand for the time being. Who knows if she will be able to fight against her father, an old fox in the future! Besides, there is no overnight feud between father and daughter. Why don't you just go to save face!"

Yang always relied on his father-in-law to make his fortune, and he didn't dare to disobey his wife.

The couple quickly drove to the night bar.

(End of this chapter)