Old love and new love: The president loves his wife too much

Chapter 138 Bad news

The sky was gloomy as if it was going to rain, and the dark clouds slowly gathered together, forming a dense darkness, and the whole city was shrouded in a layer of coolness.

A shrill phone rang suddenly in Anjia Villa, butler Li hurriedly picked it up, but his face turned pale in an instant, and he, who had always been calm, began to tremble, as if he had been frightened.

After finishing his clothes, An Shaoxuan happened to see this scene. He walked quickly to Butler Li, took the receiver in his hand and put it to his ear.

When he heard the busy tone of "beep", his eyebrows were raised, and he turned to look at Butler Li. An Shaoxuan asked calmly, "Uncle Li, what happened? Who's calling?"

"Second...Second Young Master..." Steward Li stammered, his voice trembling and hoarse, he stroked his chest for a long time before finally regaining his composure. He looked at An Shaoxuan and said sadly: " Mrs. An passed away, at three o'clock in the morning, Mrs. An called, saying that she asked the second young master, you and the master to rush over there as soon as possible."

An Shaoxuan was stunned for a moment, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers. After 20 seconds, Secretary Sun's voice came.

"Hello, President."

"I won't go to the company these few days. Except for special circumstances, you are not allowed to call me." His tone was so crisp that Secretary Sun didn't dare to ask more questions, so he could only respectfully obey:
"I know the president."

After he finished speaking, he fell silent, as if he was waiting for the president to continue issuing orders. An Shaoxuan hung up the phone without saying anything.

Smiling peacefully at Steward Li, An Shaoxuan said: "I know the situation, go get busy."

"Okay Second Young Master." Butler Li bowed slightly and turned to leave. The news just now made his legs weak and he was shaking when he walked.

The maids who were still chatting in low voices immediately shut up, and all of them were busy with their work in fear, and some even hid where An Shaoxuan couldn't see.

They were afraid that the second young master would offend them because of the death of Mr. An. After all, his mood was always cloudy and unpredictable.

An Shaoxuan stood in the middle of the hall with his hands in his pockets, his sexy thin lips were tightly pressed, and the look in his dark and deep eyes was hard to figure out. After a while, he turned around expressionlessly, and went straight to the restaurant go.

An Jianzhong was the same as before, he didn't like servants watching when he was eating, so he was alone in the huge restaurant at the moment, which seemed a bit lonely.

The bottle of red roses was so delicate and beautiful that it was in full bloom. An Jianzhong looked at it obsessively, then reached out and picked out a few withered petals and put them in the palm of his hand. lonely.

He laughed wryly at himself: When did he become so sentimental?
Like Lin Daiyu who buried flowers in ancient times.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, An Jianzhong turned his head to look subconsciously. When he saw that it was An Shaoxuan, he put away his lonely expression and put on his usual seriousness.

"Why haven't you gone to work yet?"

An Shaoxuan stopped and looked at his father silently. After a long time, he said shallowly, "Grandpa passed away."

His face changed suddenly, and the petals in his palm were scattered all over the ground because of An Jianzhong's shaking hands. He felt desolate and sad. He supported the edge of the table to calm down, and then said sadly: "When?"

"Three o'clock in the morning." An Shaoxuan replied, seeing that his father closed his eyes and said nothing, he continued, "Grandma asked us to go back."

A sad expression flashed by. An Jianzhong wiped his face with both hands. He sniffled, looked up at his son, and said in a hoarse voice but pretended to be calm: "I see, you can go drive, I will Pack it up and come right away."

After finishing speaking, he walked around An Shaoxuan and walked out of the restaurant.

Seeing his father's hasty and eager look, An Shaoxuan knew that he must be very sad, but he just didn't want to show it in front of his son.

Proud and strong man!

The corner of An Shaoxuan's mouth twitched, he also turned around and walked out of the restaurant. He arrived at the parking lot without stopping, and drove out his white Lamborghini.

It wasn't until he sat in the driver's seat and closed the car door tightly that his face showed a few traces of sadness, and his eyes were slightly red. An Shaoxuan held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, holding back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes due to his sore nose.

Like his father, he is too proud and strong, no matter how sad he is, he will never show it in front of others. They don't need sympathy, and they can't bear others' pity.

Perhaps this is the personality of successful people living in the upper class, perverted self-esteem, closed private emotional space, maverick thinking mode, domineering style of doing things, monsters from alien planets that ordinary people cannot understand.

The carriage was very quiet, so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, so when An Shaoxuan's cell phone rang suddenly, he was really startled.

Frowning in displeasure, An Shaoxuan opened his eyes. When he saw the name on the caller ID, his expression changed, and the tense facial lines became softer. After adjusting his emotions, he became slender His finger slid down the answer button: "Hello, Chuan."

An Shaoxuan tried his best to make his voice sound the same as usual. To be honest, Qiu Chuan seldom contacted him actively, so at this moment, his mood was a temporary pleasure.

Just as Qiu Chuan took out the trash, she went to a small bench beside her and sat down, her hands shaking while holding the phone, hearing An Shaoxuan's deep and magnetic voice, she actually felt blushing.

"Well, are you not busy now?" Qiu Chuan asked cautiously, she remembered that An Shaoxuan had a regular meeting at 07 o'clock every morning, and it was only 30:[-] now.

Therefore, she should not have disturbed his work.

"What's the matter with you?" An Shaoxuan asked without answering
Although there was no change on An Shaoxuan's surface, his heart began to be troubled and uneasy. He didn't want Qiu Chuan to come to him for anything now.

"It's nothing serious." Qiu Chuan bit his lip and continued: "I just want to ask about my brother's situation."

Hearing what she said, An Shaoxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, luckily nothing happened to Qiu Chuan.

"I have already sent someone to investigate, and I will tell you immediately if there is any situation." An Shaoxuan comforted her gently: "Don't worry, you will definitely find it."

"Okay, I see, thank you." Qiu Chuan replied in a low voice, and felt a lot more at ease. For some reason, she always believed in An Shaoxuan so much.

His words are always more effective than reassurance.

"I said, you don't need to be so polite." An Shaoxuan lowered his voice, sounding a bit displeased.

However, after these words came out, there was no reply from Akikawa for a long time. Neither of them hung up the phone, just listening to each other's breathing in silence.

At this moment, the sky was a little darker, and there were occasional thunder flashes and rumbles in the dark clouds, and the wind became more violent. The flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard swayed lightly, and the green leaves rustled.

Not long after, raindrops fell from the sky, banging on the car window, watching the water marks sliding down the glass, An Shaoxuan frowned.

God is really not beautiful, but it was raining when he was about to go out. Could it be that he was crying for his grandfather's departure?

Looking away from the outside, An Shaoxuan said with concern to the phone: "Chuan, it's raining outside, remember to close the windows, wear more clothes, it's windy."

"I see." Qiu Chuan on the other side of the phone answered pantingly. Hearing her voice, she seemed to be running wildly. An Shaoxuan's handsome eyebrows frowned even tighter. This girl, did she go out so early?And no umbrella?

"Chuan, are you outside?" An Shaoxuan's tone was slightly accusatory, but more distressed.

"I went out and threw out a piece of garbage, and I'll be home soon." Qiu Chuan shouted into the receiver of the mobile phone. Her voice was a little hard to hear in the wind and rain, but An Shaoxuan still heard her melancholy exclamation. Then it hung up.

"Chuan, what's wrong with you?" An Shaoxuan asked eagerly.

There was no reply for a while, An Shaoxuan panicked, and quickly raised his voice and shouted into the phone: "Hello, Qiuchuan, can you hear me?"

"I can." Qiu Chuan put the phone close to his ear again after hearing An Shaoxuan's voice.

"What happened?" he asked impatiently.

"It's nothing." Qiu Chuan scratched his wet hair in distress: "I forgot to bring the house key."

"..." An Shaoxuan was a little dumbfounded, he relaxed the tense nerves all over his body, leaned back on the soft seat, and asked, "Is there no one at home?"

"They won't come back until evening." Qiu Chuan said shyly, seeing her wet/soaked appearance, she was so wronged that she was about to cry.

"Have you brought any money?"

"I only have my phone with me."

"..."

Because she just went out to throw out the garbage, she didn't bring anything except her mobile phone. In this way, wouldn't she be cold and hungry until night?
An Shaoxuan's handsome face was covered with black lines. He was speechless to this silly girl. After thinking for a while, he said, "Tell me your home address, and I will pick you up later."

"Ah?" Qiu Chuan was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "No need, I'd better call Chutian."

"Qiuchuan!" An Shaoxuan yelled angrily, causing Qiuchuan to tremble in fright, and subconsciously took the phone away from his ears, but she still heard his last words.

"Send the address to my phone, immediately!"

When Qiu Chuan wanted to say something, the other party had already hung up, so she pursed her lips and did as she wanted.

(End of this chapter)