Facial Paralysis Husband, Good Morning

There was a pause in Chi Yiheng's words, as if what he originally wanted to say was not what he said.

But Gu Nian had an injury on her arm, the pain was severe, and she was losing blood, so she didn't notice anything unusual.

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At this time, Lanyuan, Chu Zhaoyang's home.

When Chu Tian heard the doorbell ringing, she happily handed the bag of potato chips to Chu Zhaoyang, stood up and said, "Nian Nian must be here, I'll open the door."

Speaking, she trotted to the door.

Chu Zhaoyang threw the potato chips on the sofa, thought for a while, and then pushed it far away.

He was a cold and elegant man, eating potato chips did not match his image.

Chu Tian opened the door excitedly, but the smile froze on her lips, and she couldn't take it back. She straightened her expression, and asked in surprise, "Sister Chuwei, why are you here?"

When Chu Zhaoyang heard this, his face sank, and he got up and walked directly to the bedroom.

She heard Yan Chuwei said: "I heard from Nian Nian that Zhaoyang was injured, so I came over to take a look."

Chu Zhaoyang frowned, how could that woman talk nonsense everywhere!

Besides, why should she talk about his injury if it had nothing to do with Yan Chuwei?

Were the two taking him as a topic?

Chu Zhaoyang's eyebrows were condensed, and he returned to the bedroom in a cold air.

Chu Tian was also in a dilemma. Very few people knew about Chu Zhaoyang's injury. Apart from He Haoran and Dr. Shi Hongze, she was the only one.

When she told Gu Nian, she also felt that Gu Nian knew how to measure, and she also said that Chu Zhaoyang was hiding it from others and didn't let others know, so Gu Nian should have not just talk nonsense.

But now, Yan Chuwei was standing here, and Gu Nian has obviously told Yan Chuwei.

Chu Tian could only sigh, she couldn't drive Yan Chuwei away, so she could only invite her in, and asked, "Sister Chuwei, is Nian Nian with you?"

Yan Chuwei paused, then smiled and said, "I asked her when I got off work, and she said she still has something to do."

Chu Zhaoyang paused before continuing.

What was so important, she could ignore him even when he was injured.

Then, Yan Chuwei seemed to lower her voice, and said with some embarrassment: "When I got off work, I saw her with a man, a very handsome young man."

Although the voice was lowered, it was still a voice that Chu Zhaoyang could hear.

Chu Zhaoyang's face darkened, and he hurried back to his room.

By the time Yan Chuwei changed into slippers and came in, Chu Zhaoyang was no longer in the living room.

Yan Chuwei looked around and asked with a smile, "Zhaoyang isn't here?"

Chu Tian explained embarrassingly: "My brother is not feeling well, and he is in the bedroom."

"Oh." Yan Chuwei smiled and gave Chu Tian the supplements she brought, "Then can I go to the bedroom to see him? If I don't, I'm worried."

Chu Tian felt that what Yan Chuwei said was weird, but she couldn't say exactly what was wrong with her.

She said in embarrassment: "My brother won't let anyone enter his room easily. How about I go and ask?"

"I'll go with you." Yan Chuwei smiled, understanding that Chu Zhaoyang wouldn't deny her.

After saying that, she followed Chu Tian, ​​and Chu Tian could not refuse.

Arriving at the door of Chu Zhaoyang's bedroom, the door was closed, so Chu Tian knocked on the door twice and said, "Brother, Sister Chuwei has come to see you."

For a long time, Chu Zhaoyang's reaction was not heard.

Chu Tian then said, "Sister Chuwei, I'm afraid my brother has fallen asleep."

"Then let's go in directly. Besides, I've known you for so long, and I'm not an outsider. I'm worried about Zhaoyang and want to see how he's doing. I don't want to go in vain today." Yan Chuwei said softly, her hands already turned the doorknob.