Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 158
Su An pursed her lips slightly, "You think too much."

Think too much?Lu Wange pursed his lips, and reluctantly snatched back the fruit he just handed over, "Don't eat it!"

Put it back into the fruit basket, and stared at the person on the hospital bed with a serious face, "I think you are getting more and more spineless, aren't you just a Yan Xijue? You can't forget it after two years, look at him, even if you have been silent for two Years, who knows how open he is in private? One moment he will announce the marriage to Ke Wan'er, and the next moment he will bring Chang Huan out, I don't think he is idle at all."

This time, Su Anqian finally smiled, "That's his private life, why are you angry?"

"Why am I angry?" Lu Wange glared at her, "If you have no regrets, do you think I'm angry?"

She was a little helpless, "I really didn't. I just wanted to find my brother when I came back, nothing else."

"Tch!" Lu Wange didn't intend to talk to her, "I still have two classes in the afternoon, so I didn't want to go back, but I don't worry if you're fine."

Su Anqian nodded, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Outside the hospital, Chang Huan had already boarded the car, and Yan Xijue was stopped by Di Yun.

"What's the matter with you?" Di Yun frowned and stared at his careless appearance, "Why did you get in touch with Chang Huan again?"

Since sending this woman away two years ago, Di Yun knew best that Yan Xijue had never contacted Chang Huan at all, and unexpectedly brought her out again out of nowhere.

In just a short while, Yan Xijue also got used to lighting a cigarette, and glanced at her indifferently, "You also know that I don't like trouble, it's easy for old people to use."

Di Yun was so angry that she snatched the cigarette from him, "Where is the trouble? You don't need such an extra woman at all, just for Qianqian to see?"

The man pursed his thin lips slightly and remained silent.

Di Yun closed her eyes and sighed slightly, "I find that your methods are becoming more and more strange now. You think this can stimulate her, and you don't ask if she still has feelings for you, so you are not afraid of backfire?"

Yan Xijue ran out of cigarettes, so he could only put his hands in his trouser pockets, and suddenly asked: "Can she be discharged from the hospital?"

Di Yun stared at him suspiciously for a while, "Did something happen to you two?"

Otherwise, why would he suddenly be so determined to provoke others?

Yan Xijue just slightly moved the tail of his eyebrows.

Di Yun had no choice but to say: "It's okay to leave the hospital, but be careful not to catch the cold again."

The man said 'hmm', "That's good." Then he turned around and left, looking at the cigarette at her fingertips before leaving, "Xue Nanyu doesn't like women touching cigarettes, be careful when he sees and beats you."

Di Yun was stunned, he had already gotten into the car, then lowered his eyebrows to look at the still burning cigarette butt, curled his lips, "It's not sure who beats who."

……

It was already evening when Su Anqian received the call from the manager.

"In the past?" She frowned slightly, she was still on the hospital bed, although she was no longer uncomfortable, why did the manager suddenly ask her to go to the hotel to cook?
"Isn't there no one ordering?" She checked it on her mobile phone, but there was no order for her.

The manager smiled helplessly, "It's special... Come here if you can, or it's over if you don't."

She looked at the time, just when the nurse came in, she covered the microphone and asked the nurse: "Can I go through the discharge process now?"

The nurse smiled politely, "Dr. Di said anytime is fine."

Ah...Su Anqian raised her eyebrows inexplicably, such a coincidence, even if she wanted to be lazy for a day.

There was no way, after she was discharged from the hospital, she took a taxi to the hotel.

Before entering the hotel gate, she suddenly turned her head and looked in one direction, her pretty eyebrows slightly raised her knees.

Ji Cheng didn't know what he went out to buy, but he was rushing back, holding a small bag in his hand, looking anxious, he was going up the steps.

Just about to make a big stride, Ji Cheng suddenly stopped, because he saw her, he nodded politely: "Too... Su Xiao...Miss An."

It was a very simple title, but he changed three of them at once, which showed that he was absent-minded.

Su An frowned slightly and looked at the bag in his hand. Now that he had already greeted him, he still asked, "What's the matter?"

Ji Cheng put the bag behind him, hesitantly, but of course he had to say it in the end.

"Just now there was a conflict between two groups of guests in the hotel, Mr. Yan was hit by accident, it's no big deal." Ji Cheng said with a smile, but he knew it was not that simple.

She frowned.

"Then, shall I go in first?" Ji Cheng didn't plan to talk to her too much, because the people inside were still waiting for him.

Before Su Anqian went in, the manager came out in a hurry and pulled her in, "It's over, hurry up! It's messed up, I don't know if someone will die tomorrow, you should do it as quickly as possible." Serve up a few dishes to add to the atmosphere."

She reluctantly followed quickly, turned her head to look at the manager, "What happened?"

The manager had a bitter look on his face, "There are a lot of right and wrong in the ground, I know you are here, all kinds of guests come, there are many people with money but no quality, two groups of people clashed, fortunately it subsided, but Fourth Young Master Yan is a bit miserable .”

The manager stopped talking at this point, and she couldn't keep asking, so she had to cook the dishes first, and finally asked, "Did Jue Yanxi order the dishes?"

The manager nodded his head, and suddenly realized, "Hey, why do you call him by his name so easily?"

She froze for a moment, and then laughed, "Is it abnormal to call names? You know I just returned to Beicheng, so I don't know what I'm used to here."

The manager gave an 'oh', waved his hand, and told her to cook quickly.

After the first dish was ready, she put the dish aside, looked at it for a while with lowered eyebrows, and finally took it out by herself without ringing the bell.

There were not many people in the box, but they all had identities. It seemed that the atmosphere was weird because of the episode in Yan Xijue's hands.

Su Anqian put away the dishes, but did not see Yan Xijue.

It happened that Ji Cheng came in from the outside, stopped after seeing her, and then withdrew.

When she came out, Ji Cheng said: "Miss An, in Mr. Yan's situation, cooking may be taboo. Please pay attention to it, it's troublesome."

Su Anqian crossed his etiquette hands, walked out two steps, still stopped, turned around, and said in a calm tone, "Where is the injury, is it serious?"

Ji Cheng: "Oh yes, do you have to watch it to know what the taboos are?...Why don't you go and see Mr. Yan?"

I couldn't hear it just now, but now I can tell that Ji Cheng was digging holes for her from the very beginning.

But she didn't think too much, she nodded slightly, and Ji Cheng hurriedly led the way.

At the door of a rest room, Ji Cheng stopped, knocked on the door twice, and didn't follow her in.

The light in the rest room was not bright, and as soon as she entered, she could see a man sitting by the bed with his head bowed, with one hand seemingly resting on his forehead.

The room was carpeted, so her leather shoes would not make any noise, until she stopped in front of him, she heard the man's low voice say: "You go and stay with me, I'm fine."

She stopped in her tracks, there was nothing unusual on her face, but she also knew that Yan Xijue regarded her as Ji Cheng.

Maybe for some reason, she didn't go over and turn the light back on, and the brightness was comforting.

"It's not serious." She finally spoke, her voice was elegant and peaceful.

The man beside the bed seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then looked up at her.

On the contrary, Su An frowned slightly, his perfect stern face was scratched, and he held the gauze soaked in iodine in his hand to press it, but now his hand loosened, and it seemed to be bleeding.

Su Anqian was about to say something, but he suddenly stood up, causing her to silence.

Yan Xijue took two steps closer, only then did Su Anqian see clearly that not only his side face was cut, but his forehead was also injured.

I don't know why the conflict was so fierce that he was injured like this by a passerby, or a passerby with such a noble status?

Thinking of this in her mind, she raised her hand to wipe the blood from him, and then paused when she was done. She had just finished cooking, and she might get infected by wiping with her bare hands, "...I'm sorry, I, go wash your hands."

Yan Xijue's expression was indifferent, his hand holding the gauze was lowered, and he watched her turn and go to the bathroom indifferently.

When she washed her hands, she clearly felt his breath approaching, and then the gauze stained with iodine and blood was handed to her, and a man's low voice came: "Wash them together."

It was a normal thing at first, but Su An frowned slightly, because his tone was too reasonable.

"If you don't want to, I'll do it myself." The man frowned as he looked at her beautiful eyebrows in the mirror, and said in a calm voice.

He was talking like this, and he really wanted to lean towards him like he was washing himself, stretching out his slender arms, but in this way, they were too close.

The extreme sensitivity caused Su Anqian to suddenly put down the gauze and turn around to move away, but when she turned around, she was right next to the man who was leaning over, facing each other, and she went back to the sink.

The breathing stopped suddenly, and both of them were silent, but obviously, the man was calmer than her, his expression remained unchanged, and he just looked at her indifferently with lowered eyebrows.

"You..." Su Anqian turned her face slightly, trying to calm her tone, "Go out, I'll wash."

Yan Xijue didn't move, still calm and calm, lowered his eyebrows, and his voice was so flat that there was no ups and downs, "Are you blushing?"

Su Anqian frowned suddenly, touched her cheek with one hand, "No."

She did not, of course Yan Xijue knew it, but after he finished speaking, she felt uncomfortable, as if she thought she was really blushing, this kind of indifference was what Yan Xijue enjoyed.

Beneath his cold and stern face, ever since he approached her, there was a wave of violent turbulence. Just walking in the mall for many years, he could easily cover it up perfectly. He stared at her unchanged, like the one with a surging heart. People are like her.

"Why are you here?" He suddenly spoke, low and mellow.

Su Anqian almost swallowed the invisible pain in her throat, "Ji Cheng said..."

"He asked you to come here and you come here?" Yan Xijue took the words lightly.

She finally realized something, raised her head, and then leaned back slightly because the distance was too close, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not out of concern or anything, so..."

The man suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and said abruptly, "Do you really think that nothing happened that night?"

(End of this chapter)