Hidden husband, a little sweet

Chapter 140 Prison Disaster
Regarding Ran Xiaochen's sudden weakness, Zhang Hanhan showed a surprised expression on her face. Because of her poor eyesight, she couldn't see the director walking in.

Ran Xiaochen saw the timing, deliberately fell to the ground, pointed at Zhang Hanhan and shouted, "What are you pushing me for?"

"Zhang Hanhan, you are hurting someone on purpose."

The director hurried over and helped Zhang Hanhan up. Seeing that she was fine, he was relieved.

At this moment, Ran Xiaochen's phone rang suddenly.

Seeing Ran Xiaochen answering the phone, the director winked at Zhang Hanhan, and Zhang Hanhan walked out.

"Are you annoying? I will take care of what you tell me."

Zhang Hanhan heard Ran Xiaochen say something, and the door of the lounge was closed.

Walking out of the lounge, Yan Shengrui just walked over, those cold eyes fell on Zhang Hanhan's body, and instantly became not as cold as before.

"Cheng Rui, are you here?" Zhang Hanhan forced a smile.

Yan Shengrui's eyes flickered slightly, and he walked up to her, hugged her tightly with his big hands, and looked at the director with cold eyes.

The man's back felt chills when he looked into the man's cold eyes, and the director was so frightened that his back broke out in cold sweat. Yan Shengrui exuded a powerful aura, which made it difficult for people to breathe.

"Mr. Yan, I can assure you that no one on the set dares to bully Sister Hanhan."

After the director finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Hanhan with a guilty conscience, and said in a low voice, "Are you sister Hanhan?"

The temperatureless eyes looked at the director again, Yan Shengrui exuded a fierce aura, the director immediately closed his mouth in fright, and with a smile on his face, he looked at Zhang Hanhan with a begging look, hoping that she would say a good word for himself.

"Really?" Yan Shengrui's cold voice rang in Zhang Hanhan's ear.

Feeling the breath coming from her ears, her cheeks flushed, and she secretly twisted her body,

Yan Shengrui nodded when he saw me, Zhang Hanhan, and left the shooting scene with his arms firmly holding her. When he came to the parking lot, when he passed by the crowd, he attracted the jealous eyes of many Huaichun girls.

Yan's Villa.

The servant asks for leave, and the housekeeper buys ingredients outside. Zhang Hanhan and Yan Shengrui are left in the big villa.

Zhang Hanhan, who was hungry, wanted to cook, but Yan Shengrui stopped him, and said in a domineering voice from his thin lips, "Your eyes are not healed yet."

"I'm hungry." Zhang Hanhan looked expectantly at the kitchen door, looking at the refrigerator in the kitchen.

The dark light flickered in the cold eyes, Yan Shengrui slightly curled his lips, "You, go to the restaurant and wait."

The usual cold voice reached Zhang Hanhan's ears, and she looked at Yan Shengrui suspiciously. The expression on her face showed that she had a skeptical attitude towards his words.

"What? You don't believe me?"

His thin lips raised slightly, his slender jade-like hands wrapped around the slender waist of the woman in front of him, and he kissed her on the face.

"Believe it." Zhang Hanhan said, with a smile on his face, feeling the release of the big hand on his waist, breaking free from Yan Shengrui's arms, and ran towards the restaurant.

Yan Shengrui was the only one left in the kitchen, he took out his hand from his pocket, and asked Du Niang how to cook noodles.

The handsome face was full of seriousness, and he cooked the noodles step by step according to the method Du Niang told him.

Ten minutes later, a bowl of steaming hot noodles came out, and Yan Shengrui came out with a small stone pot and walked towards the restaurant.

"eat!"

Yan Shengrui pointed to Zhang Hanhan's face in a low voice.

"It smells so good." Zhang Hanhan's delicate little face was full of smiles as the scent of face lingered on the tip of his nose.

Zhang Hanhan ate happily, and the hard lines on Yan Shengrui's face were softening.

After eating, Yan Shengrui saw chopped green onion sticking to the corner of Zhang Hanhan's mouth, he stepped forward and brushed the chopped green onion off her face with his hand.

Those sharp eyes fell on Zhang Hanhan's face, she was stared at by Yan Shengrui, her pretty face was slightly red, she stood up and wanted to run, but was caught by a big hand, her cold eyes fell on her red lips, her eyes narrowed slightly and she leaned forward , he kissed her thin and cool lips.

Yan Shengrui returned to the bedroom with Zhang Hanhan in his arms. Seeing her tired face, his eyes flickered coldly, and he told her to take a good rest. He walked out of the bedroom.

In the middle of the night, someone knocked on Yan's door suddenly.

The housekeeper went to answer the door, but the police rushed in.

"You ask, who are you looking for?" the housekeeper asked dreamily.

Hearing the commotion in the hall, Yan Shengrui stepped down the stairs, saw the policeman walking in, frowned slightly and walked down the stairs.

"Mr. Yan, hello, someone reported to the police that Zhang Hanhan intentionally hurt someone, we need to take her back to investigate as a matter of routine."

His handsome face froze, his cold eyes became colder, Yan Shengrui put away and read the arrest warrant, his brows furrowed into a big Sichuan character, and he handed over the thin paper in his hand to the police.

The sound downstairs woke up Zhang Hanhan, she rubbed her sleeping face and walked out of the bedroom to the lobby on the first floor.

Seeing Zhang Hanhan coming out, the policeman walked towards her, Yan Shengrui took a step forward, the butler standing beside him saw this scene, and reached out to grab Yan Shengrui.

"Mr. Yan, there are reporters outside. It seems that someone has arranged this matter carefully so that Ms. Zhang will fall into a trap." The housekeeper whispered in Yan Shengrui's ear.

At this time, Yan Shengrui noticed a group of reporters standing at the door, a cold light flashed in his gloomy eyes.

Knowing that this was a trap, Yan Shengrui stood beside him, his eyes slightly narrowed, with dark currents surging.

When Zhang Hanhan saw two policemen supporting her arms, she struggled to open her eyes, thinking to herself, is this a dream?The dazed Zhang Hanhan was led out of Yan's by the police and walked towards the police car.

"Miss Zhang, I heard that you intentionally hurt someone?"

"Is this matter true or false? Ms. Zhang is the wife of the president of the Yan Group, and now she is the queen model of the most popular advertising program. With multiple identities, why do you want to hurt someone?"

Zhang Hanhan was blinded by the flashing lights around her, and the reporter asked her a question, when did she intentionally hurt someone.

Zhang Hanhan was sent to the police in a daze, and the police car drove past the police station.

"Zhang Hanhan, tell me, what happened between you and Ran Xiaochen to seriously injure her?" The policeman sat down to record.

From the mouth of the police, Zhang Hanhan realized that Ran Xiaochen was seriously injured and unconscious, and was being rescued in the hospital.

When she was awake, Ran Xiaochen insisted that it was Zhang Hanhan who hurt her.

"Mr. Police, I really didn't do this thing." Zhang Hanhan said.

"Miss Zhang, don't worry, if you didn't do this, we will find out and clear you up."

"Can you recall what happened at that time?"

Zhang Hanhan smiled apologetically, saying that if the lawyer didn't come, she wouldn't say one more word.

In Yan's Villa, Yan Shengrui's eyes were sharp and scary, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a bloodthirsty smile. His ruthless handsome face seemed to be about to condense into icicles. He took out his mobile phone and directly called the secretary.

After the call was connected, Yan Shengrui's voice suddenly trembled, "Investigate the matter of Zhang Hanhan."

When the secretary heard the boss's calm voice, he knew that the boss was angry. He didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, and immediately agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll arrange someone to investigate now."

"At any cost, we must hire the best lawyer." His harsh voice was cold and without warmth, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his deep eyes became more and more gloomy.

"Okay, boss, I see."

(End of this chapter)