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Chapter 555
Jian Sling's face was also full of distress for Shen Xiuran.

He looked at Song Anhao in a daze, and said quietly: "I have always known that the boss's illness is not as simple as it appears on the surface, I know it is due to psychological reasons!

I also guessed that it might be related to the eldest mother.

However, this speculation has never been confirmed, because the eldest mother is taboo for him.

We can't mention it, we can't ask. "

As he said that, he suddenly looked at Song Anhao seriously, and pleaded: "Little sister-in-law, promise me, never mention his mother in front of the boss again.

The eldest's illness is cured now, and his mother is in the past tense, so let's just pretend nothing happened.

do you know?Every time his mother is mentioned, it is equivalent to tearing open his hard-fought wound, and we can no longer tear the boss's scar. "

Listening to his words, Song Anhao seemed to have something blocked in his throat.

Poor breathing.

Feeling suffocated at any time.

She didn't know that this matter was so serious to Shen Xiuran.

Then when she mentioned Shen Xiuran's mother last night, how much his heart ached.

It hurt so much that everyone started shaking.

What did his mother do to him to hurt him so deeply?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Jian Sling anxiously said: "Little sister-in-law, don't think I'm an alarmist. The boss looks strong on the surface, but he's actually very fragile in his heart! Just pretend I'm begging you, okay?"

Song Anhao looked at Jian Siling, and said thoughtfully: "I didn't know this was the case, don't worry, even if you don't ask me, I won't bring this up again."

Looking at Shen Xiu in pain.

She hurts more than him.

Even if she wanted to understand Shen Xiuran's past and help him get out of the past that caused him to resist women, she would not dare to act rashly again.

Shen Xiuran is fine now.

If you don't know, you don't know!

Resist women, resist women!

At least, he still has her by his side.

She will always, always be with him.

Hearing what she said, Jian Sling breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "Actually, I think it's already very good to recover to the current situation with the boss' condition! Really! In the past, I was I dare not even think about it. In the past, in order to treat him, I began to doubt the current medical technology. I have never seen such a stubborn patient. Fortunately, the boss met you!"

It was something he didn't even dare to think about for the boss to return to his present state.

Fortunately, the emperor pays off.

The boss can be regarded as a normal person, appearing in crowded places.

Even if he still can't touch other women, it's enough.

Song Anhao chatted with Jian Sling for a while, and after getting a detailed understanding of Shen Xiuran, he left the hospital.

After leaving the hospital, Song Anhao went directly to the company.

I just got out of the car and was about to take the elevator when I was suddenly stopped by a voice.

"Director Xiao..."

Song Anhao was taken aback.

This voice belonged to Shen Yaoyang, the old man of the Shen family.

he came?
Although sudden, it was also expected.

In order to save Shen Haoze, Shen Yaoyang will definitely do everything possible to find her.

In order to prevent Shen Yaoyang from overthrowing Shen Xiuran, she has already prepared for the battle.

Song Anhao stood at the door of the elevator, turned around slowly, and saw Shen Yaoyang, supported by the housekeeper, walking out of the shadows with a cane.

It's been a while since we saw each other, Shen Yaoyang seems to be decades older.

In the past, although he was in his seventies, his temples were only gray, his slightly cloudy eyes were still piercing and shining, and his whole person was full of majesty.

It doesn't look like it's 70 years old.

Up to 50 years old.

But see you today.

Most of his hair has turned white, his radiant eyes are full of exhaustion, and his waist is bent. The whole 80-year-old grandfather is in poor spirits and has long lost the majesty and expression of the past.

(End of this chapter)