My wife is squeamish

Chapter 999 Do You Still Like This Gift

An Zhi sat down and took a sip of the hot milk tea the servant made for her. It was sweet and flowed into her stomach, making her whole body warm.

Drink a cup of milk tea.

The whole person felt much more comfortable, and leaned lazily on the back of the sofa.

Heishuishui's big eyes stared at Gong Zhan for a long time, then blinked, "Little brother, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with Daddy?"

Otherwise, why do you look preoccupied?

"He's fine. Although he can't be operated on, his life is safe." Gong Zhan held her soft little hand, "An Zhi, little brother wants to tell you something."

"You say it."

An Zhi was made nervous by him, and looked at him eagerly, feeling extremely curious in his heart.

Gong Zhan was a bit speechless, not because he was cowardly, but because he was afraid that An Zhi would not be able to accept it, and would cry after listening to it.

After waiting for a long time, curiosity almost overflowed from his chest. He still had no intention of saying anything, so An Zhi got annoyed, "Little brother, do you want to tell me or not? If you don't, I'll leave."

"I can't accompany you back to the country of America." Gong Zhan took a deep breath and said it anyway, "I discussed it with grandpa, and I will stay here until Daddy wakes up."

An Zhi was stunned, and after a while, he forced a smile and said, "What did I think? Daddy's body is more important. It's fine if I'm alone there, let alone grandpa."

Anyway, only two years left.

Isn't Jingjing going back to City H alone for two years?

She can bear it, and she can bear it, and she can't be looked down upon.

To let them know that she's not a squeamish--I really want to cry! ! !
Gong Zhan stared at her with dark eyes for a while, then reached out to wrap her arms around her shoulders, and hugged her in his arms, "Okay, when Daddy wakes up, little brother will come to accompany you soon."

An Zhi pressed her small face against his chest and nodded, "Yeah, you must come to accompany me earlier."

"Okay, little brother will definitely come over to accompany you as soon as possible." Gong Zhan pinched her soft little face, "Are you sleepy, shall we go upstairs?"

"Well, little brother, have you eaten yet?" An Zhi yawned and asked.

Gong Zhan nodded, "I've eaten, but you didn't eat at night, do you want the kitchen to prepare a meal for you first?"

An Zhi bulged her cheeks and shook her head, "No more, I ate a lot of snacks at night, and I'm not hungry at all."

"Fang Jing bought it for you?"

"Yes, Jing Jing bought it. You don't want to trouble her, do you?"

Anzhi stared at him warily.

Gong Zhan shook his head and smiled, "Of course not, so many people love you, my little brother is also very happy."

But buying treats for little ones is something that should never be condoned.

Especially after letting her finish eating, she didn't even eat the meal, which he couldn't allow.

It seems that he needs to have a good chat with Fang Jing.

An Zhi didn't know what Gong Zhan was thinking. Hearing that he didn't care, he really thought that he didn't care.

I was also greatly relieved.

Gong Zhan took her upstairs, watched her enter the bathroom, turned around and called Fang Jing.

His so-called indifference is all a lie.

The scary thing is that An Zhi doesn't know at all.

When she came out of the shower, she only saw Gong Zhan hanging up the phone, and thought he was calling to the hospital, so she didn't pay much attention.

She had no idea that Fang Jing was so depressed right now.

Gritting her teeth, she swore that she would never buy snacks for Xu Anzhi again. She enjoyed it, but she was the one being scolded.

It's really beneficial to others but not to yourself.

"Ah."

Maybe Fang Jing thought too much, but An Zhi also sensed it, and couldn't help but sneezed.

Gong Zhan thought she was cold, so he quickly wrapped her up with a towel.

Looking at her hair that was still dripping, she couldn't help frowning, and taught, "Didn't I tell you, you have to wipe your hair clean before it can come out."

"It's been cleaned, it's not dirty anymore." An Zhi pretended not to understand.

Gong Zhan glared at her, and poked her on the forehead, "Are you looking for trouble? If you are disobedient, hurry up and sit down, and I will blow dry for you."

"Oh." An Zhi puffed his face, but he was very happy in his heart.

I couldn't help raising my walking feet, commonly known as jumping.

Gong Zhan glanced at her back, shook his head helplessly, bent down to find the hair dryer from the drawer, and let her sit in front of the dressing cabinet.

Blow her hair.

An Zhi was a little bored, and couldn't chat while blowing his hair.

The hair dryer was whistling, and she had to shout to hear it. She didn't want to shout today, because she was a little tired and couldn't do it anymore.

So, pull out your phone and play.

Gong Zhan doesn't care about her.

Suddenly, An Zhi stood up from the chair abruptly. If it wasn't for his quick reaction, her hair would probably be gone.

"What's the matter, little guy?"

Gong Zhan turned off the hair dryer and put it aside, seeing that her complexion was a little bad.

My heart also lifted up.

An Zhi held up the phone in front of him, "Little brother, look."

Gong Zhan followed her gaze, and there was a text message on it, with only two sentences written - do you still like this gift.

This message was sent half an hour ago, and it hasn't even been signed yet. It's just a few simple sentences.

But this content.

It doesn't seem simple.

"Do you know this number?"

Gong Zhan took the phone and showed her the number.

An Zhi stared at it carefully, and searched in her mind. She is smart and has a better memory than ordinary people.

But, she was sure, she didn't recall seeing the number.

Shaking his head, "I haven't seen it."

"I'll let Zhao Liang check it out, don't be nervous, be good~" Gong Zhan touched her face.

"I'm not nervous." An Zhi grabbed his hand and smiled.

Gong Zhan saw that her hands were shaking, but he was still so stubborn and didn't expose her.

He walked out with his mobile phone.

After a while, he came back again.

When he entered the door, he saw An Zhi sitting on the long blanket near the floor-to-ceiling window, slightly lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Still thinking about that number?" Gong Zhan walked over and sat beside her.

An Zhi leaned against him, opened his eyes wide, and said, "I was thinking, who sent that text message, and why did it send it on my phone?"

Things may have been too much lately.

It made her a little overwhelmed, and her head started to hurt.

"Maybe, someone is playing a prank, don't think about it, just wait for news from Zhao Liang." Gong Zhan couldn't bear to annoy her.

An Zhi shook his head, "Intuition tells me that this number cannot be found. I was wondering if the person who sent this text message has anything to do with Daddy's car accident?"

"You mean, the person who sent you the text message has something to do with the driver who caused the accident?" Gong Zhan raised his eyebrows, but he hadn't thought about it.

An Zhi shrugged, and rubbed his small face against his chest, "I don't know either, maybe there is, maybe not."

Now it's all intuition, there is no definite evidence yet.

(End of this chapter)