His first love was meow

Chapter 22
The fourth brother of the Zhan family brothers, except for the living dead Zhan Anhan.

Only Zhan Yanhan was left.

But rather...

Since he was a child, he was indifferent and suspicious by nature, and he was not close to women.

Almost everyone in the Zhan family knew that no one was allowed to enter his master bedroom in Lanze Garden.

In that pupil recognition system, apart from Xia Xin, not even the butler of the Zhan family, Zhong Bo, was entered.

Who is that woman?

He actually appeared in Zhan Yanhan's bedroom last night.

That little goblin is so flirtatious!

It's too scheming!

When Zhan Yanhan was in a meeting, he asked him if he could go without clothes?

Didn't this tell everyone clearly that she was slept by Zhan Yanhan?
Wan Ling'er bit her lip, struggled for a while, and asked the driver to take her directly to the Zhan family's old house.

The moment she entered the door, she pinched her thigh fiercely, and threw herself into the old lady's arms with red eyes.

"Grandma, I won't marry, forget it!"

Seeing this, the old lady's eyes darkened: "Ling'er, did that brat, the fourth child, bully you again? Tell me, grandma will decide for you!"

"Forget it, grandma, it's really hard for me!" Wan Ling'er said, tears falling down patter.

The old lady frowned even tighter: "Didn't you come here to complain?"

Wan Ling'er's crying stopped in astonishment, and her expression suddenly froze.

I don't understand what the old lady means.

"Speak out if you have any grievances. As long as I am an old woman alive, I can still make decisions for you."

Wan Ling'er sniffed aggrievedly: "That's right, last night, when Yan Han was in a meeting, he... had a woman in his room!"

"Woman?" The old lady asked in disbelief.

"Yeah!" Wan Ling'er nodded firmly: "The whole company is going viral today, saying...saying..."

"What did you say?" The old lady's complexion suddenly sank!
Wan Ling'er showed a look of embarrassment: "Say... Yan Han was having a video conference, a woman asked him..."

Having said this, Wan Ling'er swallowed deeply and lowered her voice: "...Ask him if he can be naked!"

"Bastard!" The old lady stood up from the bench angrily: "Housekeeper, go and get me the phone!"

Wan Ling'er lowered her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

That smug smile turned into thicker tears, and said so quickly, "Grandma, please don't, Yanhan doesn't like me in the first place, if he knows, this matter is my fault." I told you..."

The old lady's teeth were trembling with anger: "How can my Zhan family tolerate such a woman who corrupts public morals!"
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In the VIP ward of Haicheng Central Hospital

Zhan Anhan lay quietly on the bed, with many instruments and tubes inserted into his body.

I don't know if it's because of the movement today.

Although his expression is still calm without any waves.

But Zhan Yanhan felt that his complexion was much better than before.

There was a faint blush on the paper-pale cheeks.

The doctor took the examination data of the day and talked about it excitedly.

"Miracle, it's really a miracle! Mr. Zhan, I've seen many cases of vegetative people in my clinical practice for so many years. It's the first case like An Shao who regained consciousness due to severe brain hypoxia."

"Today's inspection data has come out, great progress has been made, and many indicators are close to the standard line!"

(End of this chapter)