Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 20 Must be on call
Su Anqian was stunned at the head of the bed, and subconsciously rolled over and got out of bed again.

She was worried that Yan Xijue would suddenly knock on the door, so she ran out in a hurry, not even taking care of putting on her shoes, and didn't dare to turn on the lights all the way, she just glanced hurriedly at her mother's closed bedroom door.

As soon as she opened the door, she only felt the pungent smell of wine at first.

Yan Xijue stood with his backlit, his slender figure was stretched by the streetlights, and he lowered his eyes to stare at her quietly.

It wasn't until he saw her bare feet that he frowned, turned his wrist and put the phone in his pocket, and his clean and slender fingers easily picked her up and stepped on his shoes.

With such a posture, Su Anqian was very uncomfortable, and her face was calm, "Is there something wrong?"

She also had to be on guard against whether her mother would wake up suddenly.

Yan Xijue had a gloomy face and didn't speak, he hooked her waist with one hand, and suddenly brushed her long hair away with the other, caressing her face slightly.

She was slapped by Ke Wan'er in the morning, but she didn't reveal anything. She is probably used to acting, and her hands are very skillful, without leaving any red marks.

She didn't know how Yan Xijue knew, she just turned her face sideways.

But with his thumb and index finger, he slightly pushed her face back, and his breath suddenly approached.

Su An frowned slightly, turned her face to avoid it.

In exchange, he pulled her back even harder, "I want everyone to know that we are here, and if you add your mother as an audience, you can earn as much as you want."

He just nailed the fate that she was afraid that her mother would find out, Su An stared at him shallowly.

Curiosity killed the cat was probably like this, it was the first time that Yan Xijue was stymied by a woman.

The man's hoarse voice sounded, "Is the phone for dinner? How many calls have I made?"

In addition to the strong smell of alcohol on his body, Su Anqian squeezed these words into his mind, no wonder his face was so gloomy.

At this moment, she could barely speak in a clear and elegant voice, "I have something to do this afternoon."

Yan Xijue didn't speak, but just stared at her with lowered eyebrows.

The light is orange and warm.

"Jue Yanxi!" She finally frowned, "It's too late..."

She was really afraid that her mother would open the door unexpectedly, and she would be beaten to death.

The man just hooked the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Didn't you ask me in the morning, what is your identity?"

She was slightly stunned, did he think about it all day?

"Oh!" Before she recovered, her body was embraced by him, almost lifting her completely off the ground.

Su Anqian exclaimed and nervously stopped her voice. She kept looking at the door of her house from the corner of her eye, but when she came back to her senses, she realized that Yan Xijue had turned around and opened the combination lock next door to her house.

"Didi!" After two voices, he entered the door with her, and she was pushed against the door by him.

When he raised his head, it was his bottomless eyes fixed on her, his thin lips parted slightly, "I'll tell you right now, at least here, you are my wife Yan Xijue."

The hoarse voice, thick and clear, almost whispered and added three words: "The only one."

Su Anqian didn't have time to observe the decoration and furnishings here, it was just intuitively low-luxury and simple, probably he just bought it.

None of the lights in the room were turned on, and all the feelings seemed to be magnified, which was especially tense, so tense that Su Anqian affected someone because of his absent-mindedness.

After all, he let her go, but hugged her: "I will be there on call from now on, and the gate password is your birthday."

Sure enough, he bought her house next door.

Su An closed her eyes slightly, frowned slightly, and wanted to ask him how he knew her birthday, and also wanted to ask him to buy an apartment just to hide her at night?
After all, he didn't ask, anyway, all rights belong to him.

"Don't move." She wanted to leave, in exchange for his low warning.

In fact, she had been thinking about how to tell him that she was going abroad with Hao Qi's mother and son to relax recently, but he shut her up with just one word.

"At least for now, I'm in love with your ... tattoo," he said.

Like trying to justify some of his out-of-control behavior.

Su Anqian originally wanted to sleep for a while, and she would leave when he fell asleep, but she didn't know that she didn't wait until he fell asleep, but fell asleep by herself.

When she opened her eyes, it was already dim outside, so frightened that she turned around and walked towards the gate immediately.

Yan Xijue was woken up by her, frowned slightly, then looked over casually, and said in a low voice: "Take the milk away from the door."

She didn't understand him at first.After going out, I saw two small bottles of fresh milk at the door.

Standing at the door of her own house for a while, she finally frowned and knocked on the door. Seeing her standing at the door, Fu Yan was shocked, "What did you do?"

Su Anqian smiled hard, "Come out to get milk, but forgot to bring the key, did you wake up?"

Only then did Fu Yan glance at the milk in her hand, and let her in.

In a room separated by a wall.

Yan Xijue sat by the bed, glanced at the spacious bed, and bent the corner of his mouth inexplicably.

He slept so well last night that he didn't recognize the bed.

Su Anqian tidied up the rear car door, and saw Yan Xijue's car at the gate of the community, and honked the horn twice, as if he was waiting for her.

Afraid of being seen, she sneaked in neatly.

Yan Xijue happened to be dealing with the wound on his arm, because the wound was not shallow, the dressing had to be changed every day.

She frowned, and took over the movement of his feet. Seeing that the wound was slightly inflamed, her soft eyebrows became tighter.

"Drink less wine, it's not good for the wound." Remembering that he smelled of alcohol last night, she finally persuaded him lightly.

Yan Xijue pursed his lips and remained silent, but his eyes were on her face.

So as soon as she raised her eyes, she bumped into the man's deep and deep eyes.

And he had already held her hand, tearing off the band-aid for her without saying a word.

She retracted her hand in pain.

Yan Xijue still held her, changed her into a Band-Aid, lowered his brows, and said in a deep voice: "Start following Wan'er today, you should think about what to say and what not to say."

He bought a house specially to hide her, what else could she say?Instead of declaring the world joyously like those women, they would just keep their mouths shut quietly.

When she got out of the car, she was still thinking that when she got angry, she hated his tenderness, and she had no time to resist when it came to things.

Walking into the agency where Ke Waner worked, as soon as she was told that she was a new assistant, someone took her to find Ke Waner graciously, which shows the effect of a big star.

She has never done this business, and actually knows nothing about it, so she listens more and reads more, and is quiet and cautious.

"Give me that hairpin." Ke Wan'er stretched out her jade wrist.

Another assistant hurriedly handed it over, but the next second the issued card flew directly to the assistant's face, and Ke Wan'er sternly said: "Look clearly, I said issued a card, this is a headband!"

The little assistant was so frightened that he apologized repeatedly, and he didn't care about the bleeding from the headband with the drill on his face.

Su An slightly frowned, stepped forward, and whispered, "I'll do it."

The little assistant gave her a grateful look, and hurriedly retreated, which meant that Su Anqian took over all the work for the next day.

Ke Wan'er glanced at Su Anqian, her heart was obviously still angry, but she had nothing to say.

It has to be said that Ke Wan'er is very dedicated, and she started working as soon as she woke up, thinking about catching up with the schedule, and it's normal to be a little bit hot-tempered.

but it is not the truth.

At noon, Ke Wan'er made another overseas call, "Did you find out?"

"Miss Ke, the people from Mr. Yan's side have indeed contacted your surgeon, but I don't know if the surgeon has told Mr. Yan about the fact that the liver donor is someone else."

Because only Yan Xijue knew where the chief surgeon was.

Ke Wan'er squeezed the phone tightly, speaking sharply, "If he finds out about this, your life will be over!"

Cut off the phone after speaking.

It was a kind of vigilance, the uneasiness brought about by Su Anqian having the same blood type as her.No matter how close she is to Xi Jue, from this point of view, she may be replaced.

Back in the lounge, Ke Wan'er looked as usual.

"Su Anqian." She called out.

Su Anqian got up from the other end, put down the study documents in her hand, "Miss Ke, is there anything I should do?"

"There is a small gathering tonight, you follow me." Ke Wan'er said lightly.

She nodded, "OK."

However, she didn't know that Ke Wan'er's so-called small gathering was a small banquet where someone in the circle welcomed her to wake up. Obviously, she was used as a substitute for wine.

However, these people, Ming Chengyan, Xue Nanyu, Yu Qi, and Yan Xijue, she knew all of them, and the other celebrities in the circle were not familiar with each other.

Even Yu Lu was there.

When Xue Nanyu saw Su Anqian appearing with Ke Wan'er, he subconsciously looked at Yan Xijue, and then clicked his tongue, "You're really good, I'm convinced!"

Putting two women together, I'm not afraid to tear them apart.

"What are you talking about me?" Ke Wan'er gave Xue Nanyu a familiar glance, and affectionately took Yan Xijue's arm.

Xue Nanyu smiled and said poorly: "Who dares to call Ke Meiren? The Fourth Young Master must have skinned him?"

(End of this chapter)