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

Chapter 585 Photos
The afternoon sun shone lazily on the window, mostly blocked by the heavy curtains, leaving only a sense of drowsiness in the room.

Zhan Mochen held An Yan in his arms and kneaded her waist gently with his big hands. His usually cold brows and eyes softened completely after his body was briefly satisfied.

"How dare you ignore me next time? Huh?" Zhan Mochen gently pecked the little woman's tender cheek, his laughter was low and magnetic.

An Yan was lying lazily in his arms enjoying the comfort of his big hands. When she heard the malicious laughter, she immediately sobered up a lot.

She opened her eyes drowsily, her rationality gradually returning, and her little face, which had lost its redness, suddenly turned crimson again.

"It's all your fault!" An Yan couldn't help gritting her teeth.

It was this stinky man who seduced her into a coma!
An Yan quickly struggled up and fled into the bathroom, smashing Zhan Mochen's clothes in the process.

"Don't run home all the time in broad daylight. Get up quickly and eat. After eating, go back and make money for me to spend!"

"Hahaha, okay, I'm going to make money now!"

An Yan's confident look pleased Zhan Mochen so well that she couldn't help but laugh.

Very good, the little woman knows more and more how to handle him.

But he still eats this set.

Half an hour later, Zhan Mochen took a shower, changed clothes and went downstairs.

Downstairs, An Yan just walked in with her bag. She poured a glass of water first, then took out the medicine box from her bag and read the instructions carefully.

After driving Zhan Mochen to take a bath, she quickly went out to buy medicine and came back.

Fortunately, okay, it’s still within 24 hours, so it’s too late.

An Yan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the water glass and was about to throw the small white pill into her mouth when footsteps suddenly came from behind her.

"Yanyan, what are you doing?"

Zhan Mochen's voice came from behind.

An Yan was caught off guard and frightened. She turned around suddenly and almost dropped the cup in her hand to the ground.

She subconsciously held the pill in her hand and carried it behind her back.

"No, no, I'm just a little thirsty. Drink some water."

An Yan forced herself to calm down and moved to the table, and quietly threw the pills in her hand into the trash can next to the dining table, thinking that everything was perfect.

It's a pity that there is a height difference between her and Zhan Mochen. The tall man stands behind her, and the small movements behind her can be seen clearly by the man.

"Well, then you go out to dinner with me, and I'll take you to the company after eating."

Zhan Mochen calmly brushed the broken hair on Anyan's cheek, his eyes darkening slightly.

An Yan didn't notice the inquiry in Zhan Mochen's eyes. She was relieved and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll get the documents and leave."

What a risk, I was almost discovered by this stinky man.

An Yan turned around and patted her chest, picked up the medicine box from the other side of the bag without leaving a trace, put it into the pocket of her windbreaker, and went upstairs to get the documents.

Zhan Mochen looked at the little woman's slightly panicked back, and his eyes instantly darkened.

He squatted down, quietly picked up the pill from the trash can with his fingers, took out a tissue, wrapped it, and stuffed it into his pocket.

10 minutes later, the two went out together.

An Yan was still thinking about buying medicine again and wanted to drive away by herself.

"It's getting late, you go directly to Zhanyi, and I'll drive to the company by myself."

Zhan Mochen couldn't help but put the person into the car: "I'll see you off."

The man was strong and unquestionably domineering. An Yan resisted to no avail. She could only lean on the passenger seat and look at the street outside the car window in frustration as she quickly backed away.

The drug store was getting further and further away from her, so she had to go to the company to buy it.

Arriving at the entrance of Yufei Company, An Yan got off the car and received a call from Qin Shu.

"Mr. An, Mr. Yang from Wanhe Garments is here and waiting for you in the living room."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Mr. Yang is Yu Fei's big customer. He came to Yu Fei today to sign a very important contract.

An Yan had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​buying medicine and walked straight into the elevator.Outside the company door, Zhan Mochen withdrew his gaze, started the car and left.

Zhanyi Group.

As soon as Zhan Mochen entered the office, he immediately called Ding Hao.

"Take this and ask the doctor to find out what the ingredients are."

"Yes."

Ding Hao carefully took the small pill wrapped in tissue and turned around to go out.

Zhan Mochen just sat down, his mind still in a mess.

Why does Yan Yan need to take medicine?Was there any problem with her body caused by previous injuries?
Worries and doubts intertwined flashed through his mind. Zhan Mochen knocked on the table irritably, his heart feeling heavy.

Fortunately, Ding Hao came back in less than half an hour.

But Ding Hao looked a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Zhan, the doctor said this is...this is levonorgestrel tablets."

"Levonorgestrel tablets? What are they?" Zhan Mochen didn't understand at all.

"It's an emergency contraceptive pill."

Ding Hao finished speaking bravely and quickly lowered his head, holding back the fire of gossip in his eyes.

The boss actually had an emergency contraceptive pill in his pocket. I really don’t know what kind of shocking thing is hidden behind this!
Zhan Mochen breathed a sigh of relief at first, but his breathing stagnated again.

Birth control pills?
Zhan Mochen's expression turned cold and he didn't speak for a long time.

Ding Hao stood there, feeling that the air was suddenly a little cold, but he didn't dare to leave if the boss didn't say anything.

I don't know how long it took before Zhan Mochen said solemnly: "Go and do your work."

"Yes."

Ding Hao suddenly felt a sense of vicissitudes in his boss's voice, but he didn't dare to ask questions and ran away.

When the surroundings became quiet again, Zhan Mochen raised his head, his eyes filled with ice.

Does she really not want to be pregnant with his child again?

Running his slender fingers across the table, Zhan Mochen picked up the photo frame on the table.

In the photo, their family of five smiles brightly and are very close.

Zhan Mochen looked at it for a long time, lowered his eyes and put the photo frame back. The anger and hurt in his eyes slowly faded away.

There must be a reason why she did this, right?
It doesn't matter, they are husband and wife, there's nothing they can't say, just go back and ask.

Zhan Mochen calmed down and turned on the computer.

Just as he was about to put his thoughts into work, the assistant knocked on the door and came in.

"Commander Zhan, your express message."

The assistant brought a brown paper bag and turned around to go out.

The paper bag was clean, with nothing on it except the name of the recipient.

Zhan Mochen frowned and opened it, and a stack of photos fell out.

Glancing over, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, his eyes suddenly cold and stern!
A thick stack of photos was scattered on the large solid wood desk, all of which were of An Yan and a man with a handsome face and deep features.

The two people in the photos are either sitting in a cafe and chatting and laughing, or they are having an intimate conversation together. There is even one where the man is carefully holding An Yan's arm, looking extremely intimate and natural.

There was a roar in Zhan Mochen's mind, and his eyes finally fell on a photo of a man holding a tissue to wipe An Yan's clothes.

A long time has passed since the time in that photo.

Therefore, her meeting with this man was no longer a matter of one or two days.

Not wanting to be pregnant with his child anymore, and also seeing other men frequently, these two things were intertwined, like a huge sharp thorn that instantly struck his heart.

Zhan Mochenxin threw all the photos on the ground with a wave of his hand, wishing he could tear the man into pieces on the spot!
(End of this chapter)