Qian Yan

Chapter 120
Cheng Jialu looked at her in surprise, and asked, "Ailey, what's wrong with you? Are you allergic?"

"No...it's okay..." Fang Aili wiped his nose vigorously, but after all, there was still a smear of blood on his cheek.Yan Weiran took the tissue, wiped off the blood on her cheek carefully, and asked in a low voice, "Have you not told Jialu yet? Talk to him about it."

"What happened?" Cheng Jialu asked.

Fang Aili silently bit her lips and looked at Cheng Jialu who was standing in front of her. After a long time, she said hesitantly: "Some time ago, I often had nosebleeds, so I went to the hospital for an examination. The initial diagnosis was a malignant tumor in the nasopharynx."

Cheng Jialu asked in shock: "Why? Show me the report!"

Fang Aili shook his head silently, and said: "When I came out of the hospital with the medical records, I met Wei Ran, so she was the only one who knew and saw my condition. Later, I was afraid that my parents and grandpa would worry , and I was afraid that the leak of the news would cause turmoil in the company, so I...destroyed the inspection reports, medical records, and X-rays. Anyway, I have already contacted the foreign hospital, and it will be fine to check again when the time comes."

Cheng Jialu naturally knew her situation. In a company surrounded by wolves, she couldn't even reveal a trace of cowardice, and understood her behavior of trying to hide her illness, so she said: "Don't worry too much. Don't say that you haven't been diagnosed yet. , even if diagnosed, the cure rate of nasopharyngeal carcinoma is very high now, if it is in the early stage, it should not be a big problem.”

"Yeah." Fang Aili forced a smile at him, "That's what I told myself too, I'm sure I'll be fine."

Yan Weiran advised with some concern: "But your symptoms are so severe now, and the breathing disorder is not just for fun. You should treat it well first, and leave the company alone."

"Actually, what I'm most worried about is another thing." Fang Aili covered his nose with a heavy and worried expression, "Rumours have spread that I'm not in good health, and that my family's uncle is coveting my position. If I go to the treatment quietly at this critical moment and disappear without a trace for several months, then there will definitely be a major change, and it is not impossible for not only me, but also the company to suffer heavy losses!"

Cheng Jialu is obviously very clear about her situation, at least, much clearer than Yan Weiran: "So, you don't plan to let others know that you left the company, and you don't plan to let others know about your illness?"

"Yes, I can't let this most important moment shake people's hearts." Fang Aili clenched her lower lip, her face full of determination, "Now...it depends on whether Wei Ran can help me."

Cheng Jialu's gaze slowly shifted from her body to Yan Weiran's.

They don't look alike, but they have the same slender figure, and their manners and accents can be imitated.With Yan Weiran's ability to make up, it is completely possible to confuse the fake with the real one.

Looking at his expression, Yan Weiran immediately understood.She subconsciously turned her head to look at Fang Aili, and asked later, "Ailey, what do you mean?"

Fang Aili held her hand, and Yan Weiran felt the cold trembling of her fingers: "Weiran, you must help me... I can't let my career, which I have worked so hard for so long, be ruined because of my physical condition." once!"

Yan Weiran asked with difficulty: "Do you want me to pretend to be you and show up in Fang's group to calm people's minds?"

"Yes, I believe in your makeup skills. It's really undyed, you can look very similar to me! As long as you sit there, you will definitely be able to stabilize the overall situation!"

She said it so lightly, but Yan Weiran was a little embarrassed. Although she was sure that no one would see her flaws, pretending to be someone else was not as simple as changing a face.And she also has a job every day, but she has to pretend to be Fang Aili to attend Fang's important events, no matter how you think about it, she feels weird.

"It's no problem, Weiran, really, only you can help me with this matter!" Fang Aili's eyes were red, and he held her hand, pleadingly, "And it won't be too complicated, really! You Even if you make up yourself into Marilyn Monroe, there is no flaw, not to mention that this is the United States, Americans are inherently unrecognizable to Chinese faces, and with your makeup level, it is easy to hide from their eyes!"

Yan Weiran hesitated and said: "But...but this is not taking pictures, this is about showing your whole body in front of people who know you well, from manners to voice, from habits to attitude..."

Cheng Jialu had been silent at first, but now when she heard her say that, he said, "In this regard, I can help you, keep your mouth as little as possible, and there shouldn't be any big mistakes."

"Also, even if there is a loophole, Jialu will definitely cover it up for you. Believe me, I will never make it difficult for you!" Fang Aili, who was covered in rashes, held her hand so tightly, pleading in his eyes. , made Yan Weiran feel sad—everyone said she was the proud princess of the Fang family, but who could see the heavy responsibility she shouldered?
Yan Weiran sighed and said, "Okay, I'll think about it."

After leaving the inpatient department, in the courtyard of the hospital, Yan Weiran walked forward without saying a word.

Cheng Jialu quickly caught up with her, took off his coat and put it on her head.He dragged her across the snowy path and found the car parked on the side of the road.

It was cold and the car started but hadn't melted the snow that had accumulated on the windshield.

While sitting in the car waiting for the ice and snow to melt, he held Yan Weiran's stiff hand, breathed on her softly, and asked, "Why don't you help her?"

The heater in the car had just turned on, and Yan Weiran felt that her body was still a bit cold, even if the faint white breath from his mouth was on her fingers, it didn't make her feel very warm.So she drooped her eyelashes, looked at his hands and said nothing.

He has a pair of particularly beautiful hands, white and slender, stable and strong, and the slightly raised knuckles when holding her hand seem particularly secure.

Because his hands are holding her so tightly, his lips are gently breathing on his hands to help her warm, and he is staring at his frozen red fingertips with lowered eyelashes, so she is not too worried. Angry, he let out a long breath and said, "I never thought that she would cause such a big problem because of an allergy. But after all, she is also my good friend. How can you help?"

He raised his head and smiled at her, stretched out his right hand to hold her body close to him, and pressed his warm forehead against her cold forehead: "She is so allergic now that she can't see people at all, but the situation at the company It's really urgent, and she has to show up. I think Europeans and Americans can hardly tell the appearance of us Chinese, not to mention that you are already similar in size and age, and you don't even need to make it too detailed-look, do you want to help? she?"

She understood what he meant, but hesitated a little: "But... I don't like to pretend to be your childhood sweetheart, talking and doing things like her."

"Is it really unwilling, or do I smell vinegar?" He kissed her forehead tenderly, and smiled, "It seems that my decision is correct-I booked a plane ticket for my parents to come to New York at the end of the month, I also booked a seat in your favorite restaurant, and this time, I will officially introduce you to them."

He always knew how to coax her best.So listening to his gentle voice, Yan Weiran grasped his hand nervously and sweetly: "Ah? Seeing the parents, could it be...too soon?"

"No, actually, the first time I saw you, I knew you were my partner for life. Now, I can't bear it anymore." He also smiled at her, and raised his hand to gently rub her hair Si, whispered in her ear, "So my dear Unran, you are so familiar with her, and your makeup skills are so good, it's such a simple thing to show up as her substitute. It's just a matter of little effort."

Hearing Yan Weiran describe her intimate past with Cheng Jialu, Wei Zexi felt a little sour in his heart.He coughed lightly, controlled his emotions, and said, "But I haven't heard about Fang Aili's terminal illness."

"Yes, after my accident, she recovered from her illness—of course, she can also say that the hospital misdiagnosed it at the beginning. After all, such things often happen."

"Speaking of it this way, it feels like Cheng Jialu and Fang Aili are teaming up to set up a trap. After all, because you were dressing up as Fang Aili, something happened when you acted as her substitute." Wei Zexi said thoughtfully, " And when the other party retaliates, she calls you 'Miss Fang', so it is very likely that she has a problem with you, but she finds you as a scapegoat."

"Yes, and at that time Jialu also mentioned the matter of meeting the parents. I wondered if this was also one of the bargaining chips he used to lie to me. But now Cheng Jialu has cleared the suspicion. After all, if he and Fang Aili teamed up to set up a trick to deceive me, there is really no need to almost lose myself in it."

Looking at the quiet night and the bright street lights outside, Yan Weiran felt that all the fog in the past, as if illuminated by bright lights, began to recede, revealing the real appearance below.

(End of this chapter)