Chapter 224: : Her husband is too black (9)

An Hao sighed and walked over. Originally, she planned to enter the elevator by herself after Rong Xue and the others went upstairs, so as not to have a meeting with her and everyone was unhappy. When she got there, she wanted to turn around and lean against the wall and wait a while, When she turned her head, she met Rong Xue's eyes suddenly.
As soon as the two eyes met, Rong Xue's gaze fell on her hospital gown coldly, as if she was very dissatisfied, and resented that she had stayed in the hospital until now.
Seeing that Anhao couldn't avoid it, she raised her eyebrows, raised her hand and barely greeted her kindly.
He put his hand down under Rong Xue's indifferent sight, turned and walked directly to the elevator that happened to be parked on the first floor at this moment.
When he stopped on the floor where the ward was located, Anhao just walked out of the elevator and coincidentally met Rong Xue who was walking out of another elevator door at the same time.
The moment the eyes of the two women met again, Anhao just gathered the coats on her body, turned around and walked back to the ward with disapproval.
Seeing An Hao's figure walking directly into the ward where Zuo Hancheng was located, Rong Xue's footsteps slowly stopped until the door was closed and An Hao had already walked in. Rong Xue's eyes gradually showed something. Points injured.
"Miss Rong, you don’t have to worry too much. Such a young girl who is not well-versed in world affairs will not suit Mr. Zuo’s appetite at all. The law of hormonal attraction between men and women is inevitable, but it won’t last long for a man like Mr. Zuo. It is absolutely impossible for his marriage to be so ordinary."
"Really?" Rong Xue's eyes were cold and calm, and he looked at the door: "Hancheng does not seem to be a person who is driven by hormones to do anything against his will. Moreover, his self-control ability is always so strong. Before that, I was sure that he was not so sincere about Gu Anhao, but now I'm not sure..."
The foreign man standing next to Rong Xue smiled faintly: "Miss Rong, is it true that women caught in feelings are always slower? Your observation ability needs to be improved."
As he said, the man took out Rong Xue’s English data sheet many years ago and handed it to her:
Look, Miss Rong, the picture above is of you six or seven years ago. Mr. Zuo is in love."
Rong Xue looked at herself in that photo with a puzzled look, which was what she looked like before entering Hollywood.
At that time, she was still the way she was originally. She didn't make any fine-tuning on her face or body according to the company's requirements. It looked so natural.
Now, because of the various cosmetic injections and facial fine-tuning she has done, although she has not lost her original appearance, her face is much sharper than before, and her pure appearance has gradually become the gorgeous today. This is another A sense of beauty, but it made her feel strange to herself in this photo for a while.
She stared at the photo for a long time, and finally seemed to finally see something famous, slowly raised her eyes to meet his gaze: "You mean..."
"Miss Rong didn't realize that Gu An's good appearance is three to four points like the way you used to be?"
Rong Xue raised his hand to take the information sheet full of English, carefully looked at the self in the photo, and then the corner of his mouth gradually raised a pleasant arc.
However, the pleasure was only temporary. She handed the information sheet to the man next to her, raised her eyes to look at the ward ahead, walked over directly, and knocked on the door lightly.
Anhao just entered the ward, changed clothes and sat on the bed. Zuo Hancheng was reading the report from the company. When he heard the door of the ward knocked, Anhao glanced at the direction of the door and knew who it was. He knocked on the door, but did not speak, but turned his head to look at Zuo Hancheng who was not disturbed by the knock on the door.
After knocking on the door several times, Zuo Hancheng raised his eyes and glanced at the direction of the door of the ward, and then he looked at her as if he noticed a good line of sight, and looked at her: "Don't open the door?"
Anhao glanced at him: "If the person knocking at the door is your ex-girlfriend, would you still let me open it?"
Zuo Hancheng's eyes were calm and unchanged, and he didn't know whether he thought her words were true or false.
After a while, he shook his head and chuckled, and continued to lower his head to look at the report in his hand: "It's up to you."
"Then, what you said, whatever I want." Anhao didn't leave him any room for remorse, turned around and walked to the door, raised his hand and locked the door inside.
Hearing the sound of the lock, the person who was knocking outside the door should pause, Anhao turned around and clapped his hands, and said in a relaxed manner: "Resolve~"
Zuo Hancheng had obviously guessed that this girl, who had never played cards according to the routine, would do it. He was not at all surprised and didn't question her. He still calmly looked at the report in his hand.
Anhao originally didn’t want to do this kind of thing that keeps people out, but since he was injected into Zuo Hancheng’s ward, he couldn’t live in vain, and he couldn’t let Rong Xue come in and kiss me and Zuo Hancheng. , And then sit on a small bench and eat melon seeds to watch the show.
"Then, I'll give you three seconds to repent." Anhao said, "If you think it's not good for me to do this, you can tell me right away and I will open the door."
As if he hadn't heard her words, Zuo Hancheng turned a page of the report in his hand.
"one two Three……"
An Hao counted three numbers, but Zuo Hancheng still did not reflect.
She smiled, walked to his hospital bed, and in a good mood picked up the fruit plate on the side, cut the fruit inside into small pieces, and then fed it to his mouth: "Come on, open your mouth~ "
"I'm reading the report, you eat it yourself." Zuo Hancheng glanced at her and smiled.
Oh, it seems that there is really no sense of guilt for the person outside the door, everyone ran outside the door, and he locked the door so capriciously, without even blaming himself for being ignorant.
Anhao had to put the fruit into her mouth, chewing it, and said, "You suddenly ignored me for a few days and went to S city quietly. Is it because Transstar asked you to come over and talk about signing What about Miss Rong?"
Zuo Hancheng glanced at her: "What?"
An Hao curled his lips: "I have never figured out why you suddenly rejected people thousands of miles away in those few days. Only now I understand a little bit. After I asked that sentence, you said you need to solve it. Some things, just to solve Miss Rong's matter?"
Zuo Hancheng didn't answer, but just looked at her: "It's not to solve anyone, but to solve some remaining problems. This is fair to you."
Sure enough, she was too paranoid at that time.
An laughed and raised his chin to look at him: "What should I do, Zuo Hancheng, I feel that you are getting better and better now, even so good that I have a desire to cook for you-look..."
"..." Zuo Hancheng frowned: "You still have to change your desires-forget it, I don't want to die young."