On the same day, Ningcheng Airport, outside the VIP lounge dedicated to private jets.
When the same flight attendant pushed the trolley past the door for the third time and pretended to look inside inadvertently, the attention of the two black bodyguards finally fell on her.
"You—" the man on the left stepped forward, his suit couldn't hide his muscles, his eyes were fierce, and his tone was fierce, "What are you looking at?! No people are allowed to walk around here, hurry and leave—"
The flight attendant trembled as he yelled, barely kept smiling, and bit the bullet and stepped forward: "You, okay... I am the airport ground crew, I am in charge of this lounge and provide quality services to VIPs..."
The bodyguard's eyebrows tightened: "Say the important point."
"Do the passengers inside need to order food?" The stewardess was crying nervously.
Haven't you met a guest with a bodyguard before, but you haven't been so fierce? It's as if the people inside will be attacked every minute and may be assassinated at any time.
The air is filled with suffocating vigilance and vigilance.
As for
It's not the crown prince on tour...
The two bodyguards looked at each other for a moment and exchanged glances. One of them used his body to block the woman out of the door, blocking the sight of prying eyes by the way, while the other pushed the door in. No accident, it should be to ask the person inside.
The moment the door was pushed open, the flight attendant Yu Guang swept lightly. It was a coincidence that from her point of view, you could see the inside through the crack of the door. Although the whole process lasted less than two seconds, it was not totally incomplete. Get.
I saw a piece of white passing by, like the corners of the outer shirt that were open when a person walked around.
Looking at the length, it should be a robe or something like that.
So, who would wear a pure white cotton coat
The first reaction of the stewardess was very direct-doctor!
But after another thought, I felt wrong again. Who would take the doctor when he went out
Even if an important person is equipped with medical staff, he should not travel in casual clothes. How can he deliberately attract attention in a white coat
unless…
This medical staff is working!
hiss!
In other words, there may be patients in this group of people? I need a doctor to take care of me at any time, and my condition is not optimistic.
Being able to transfer hospitals with a private jet and staying in this top VIP room is not something you can do just with money...
The stewardess immediately lowered her head, squeezing sweat for her bold prying.
Soon, the bodyguard who entered came out: "I want a steak and vegetable salad."
"Okay." The stewardess smiled sweetly and pushed the car inward.
The bodyguard frowned and reached out to stop her: "What are you doing?!"
"Don't the VIPs inside need food?" The stewardess was stunned by the roar.
The man in black was expressionless: "Give me things, you don't need to send them."
"...Oh, okay, please wait a moment." After speaking, he leaned over and took out two meals sealed in tin foil from the cart.
The bodyguard took it over: "Okay, leave now."
The stewardess didn't dare to stay longer, let alone look back, she moved quickly.
The smoke disappeared, but I couldn't help passing the corner of the white clothes in my mind...
Buckle—
"Come in."
The bodyguard pushed in, bowed his head, respectfully: "Sir, your meal."
He only heard a deep and awe-inspiring voice, "Come here."
The bodyguard became more and more in awe, and subconsciously bowed his body lower and offered his hands.
"Go out."
"Yes." When the bodyguard turned around, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of his husband handing one of the two meals to the woman beside him, and said softly: "Alan, it's your favorite salad."
"I can't eat it." The woman's tone was cold, she didn't even look at it.
The bodyguard couldn't help being frightened. No one had ever dared to speak to the husband in this tone and attitude.
Even if there is, I don't know where it is buried under the loess.
But what is surprising is that the gentleman who has always been almost cold and dignified has no signs of anger, but softly relieved: "I know you are worried about your son, but you can't ignore your body. You are about to board the plane soon. Just three hours, how much do you eat..."
The bodyguard has been with a man for many years, and this is the first time he has seen him care so much about a woman, even to the point of indulging him.
If it weren't for indulgence, in a small place like Ningcheng, I'm afraid that Mr.
But in the end he came in person, which is enough to show that this woman is not light.
The bodyguard couldn't help but want to look back and take another look to see how beautiful this woman is, enough to make a character like Mr. overwhelming
It's a pity that I don't have the guts.
Before I opened the door and went out, I heard my husband coaxing the woman to eat, taking a bite of "Alan", patience and intimacy that I had never had before.
hiss…
Maybe this trip back, the whole Yan family is going to change.
Yang Lan looked at the food delivered to her again, her eyebrows wrinkled, her tone became impatient: "I said I don't want to eat it!"
After roaring, the air stagnated, and it was a bit terribly quiet.
The busy medical staff next to him couldn't help but act lightly, with a trembling caution.
For fear that the one who was angry and reluctant to get angry with his own woman, he angered them with uneasiness.
Yan Ke looked at Yang Lan, still holding the salad in his hand, his eyes darkened.
Although he is more than half a hundred years old, the man has thick black hair and does not stain a trace of frost and snow. His outline is crisp and clear. His dark pupils are dark and dull, but his forehead marks are deep. Frequent frowns can be seen, but his handsomeness and demeanor are not compromised. , On the contrary, even more majesty.
Yang Lan dropped her eyes long after she yelled at that sentence, seemingly at a loss, but actually used it to cover up the annoyance that flashed through it.
During this period of time, I was immersed in the pampering he gave, and lived a comfortable and comfortable life for too long, and almost made her forget that this man in front of her was the head of the Yan family, one of the four major families of Jingping, and the true pride of heaven, standing in power The summit is far beyond the reach of Shen Chunjiang.
"Sorry..." Yang Lan is very clear about her current identity. She is no longer the wealthy wife of the Shen family in Ningcheng, but a helpless woman who has been divorced and has lost children one after another.
She is now like duckweed on the water, which will disperse when the wind blows.
Only by holding Yan Ke's heart firmly can he be expected to stand up.
But such a man, how can you hold your heart if you want
What she relied on now was only the regretful memories of the two, and the conquer heart that could not ask for a man but was ready to conquer.
Therefore, the distance Yang Lan gave him should not be too close, otherwise the price should be lowered; it should not be too far, which will hurt the man's self-esteem.
After all, it is still a measure of control.
How to leave, how to refuse and welcome, these are all learning.
Once Yang Lan sat firmly in the seat of the mistress of the Shen family, even if Shen Chunjiang was not very enthusiastic to her, she wouldn't be able to follow the mistresses of the mistresses, and use fox and charming tricks to hook men.
But now, she has become what she once hated the most.
Self-willing to fall to the side of men, nameless and indifferent, what is the difference from those mistresses
Oh, there is a difference.
She also gave birth to an excellent son for a man!
Just like the ancient concubine, there is no child to sell, but you can’t send it at will.
Even if it is for the sake of the child, it is necessary to give the child the dignity that the mother deserves, so as not to lose the reputation of the master.
Thinking of this, Yang Lan lowered her head.
From a man’s point of view, she can just see her eyelashes trembling because of anxiety and cramps, just like the green and helplessness when she was handed to him by Shen Chunjiang’s useless hand, bringing the fragility and beauty that I saw. It's so frightening, I can't wait to take it for myself.
Nowadays, Yang Lan and the woman of the year overlapped strangely, and Yan Ke's many years of regret finally came to completion at this moment.
The heart also softened, and he sighed in a deep voice: "You..."
The two words reveal how much helplessness and petting.
Yang Lan pursed her lips to conceal the rising arc.
She knows that she won the bet...
When the man embraced her in his arms, Yang Lan said softly: "I'm sorry, I know you are kind, but... A Qian hasn't been out of danger for a day, so I can't feel at ease for a day. How can I eat? You say ours Will my son... Will he..."
At the end, Yang Lan couldn't cry, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Like a pear flower that is unbearable in a violent storm, it is beautiful and miserable.
Yan Ke hugged her tighter in distress, but his gaze went straight through a group of medical staff and cast his eyes to the sleeping person on the temporary bed frame.
This is his son, he and Yang Lan's bones and blood, but he didn't expect the father and son to meet under such circumstances.
"Relax, Jingping has the best medical team, and it will definitely be able to cure A Qian." Yan Ke clenched his cheeks tightly and made a firm decision.
But I don't know if you are comforting Yang Lan or comforting yourself
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Brother Zha is not dead, everyone guessed it, right? Only by changing their identities and surnames can he and Houbori have such a slight possibility, so he gave up everything, and at the cost of his life, he had a very small opportunity to blog. To sex.