Chapter 901: : Dear Zuo Hancheng (3)

Anhao didn't speak at first, and finally used a pen to sign the document in front of him. The last stroke was a bit cruel, as if he was holding his emotions.
After writing, she raised her eyes, the blush in her eyes had disappeared, and she smiled and looked at Mo Bai: "Mo Bai, thank you."
Mo Bai chuckled: "The reason why I told you is because I believe that you know how to digest all this. It is fair to you if you don't hide it, but the pain has passed. If you feel uncomfortable and feel too distressed, just After Mr. Zuo comes back from the hospital, take good care of Mr. Zuo. The vice president and I can still support Mr. Zuo at the company. We are all waiting for Mr. Zuo's return just like you."
Anhao nodded and smiled deeper: "I don't think I'm suitable for this kind of job as a company executive. The pressure is too great. I don't know how Zuo Hancheng is so calm and bland."
"People in a high position are destined to have the burden of being in a high position. As President Zuo, the responsibilities and burdens on his shoulders have never been small, but when he talked to Zuo that day, Zuo also said that he did not expect you You will have the courage to come to the company to face those old slickers here, and say that you are brave."
"Why don't you praise me in front of my face?" Anhao immediately cupped his chin in one hand and turned the pen in the other, and said: "It's a lot of fun to fight with people. Those old slickers dare not do anything to me anyway. I think I already want to occupy the position of President An and I don't want to come down."
Mo Bai smiled: "I think Zuo should always be happy to let you raise him."

One month later-
"Zuo Hancheng."
"Zuo Hancheng~"
"Zuo Hancheng!"
"Zuo Hancheng..."
It has been two or three days since Zuo Hancheng came back to live in the hospital. Anhao still likes to just stand in front of the bedroom door, leaning against the door, staring at his face and constantly calling his name.
Zuo Hancheng has also become accustomed to her calling pattern that seems to be calling her soul, and he glanced at her: "What's wrong?"
"What should I do? I still seem to be alive in a dream..." Anhao floated to the bed again like a wandering soul, reached out his hand and poked him in the face, and then sat on the bed and stared at it. He watched: "Zuo Hancheng, Zuo Hancheng, Zuo Hancheng..."
Zuo Hancheng sighed, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "How long will it take you to digest the news that I'm still alive? Do you want me to disappear for a few months and let you slowly overdo it?"
"No!" Anhao quickly reached out and grabbed his hand, and put her little hand into his palm. While being held back by him, she smiled and said, "I just want to call your name. Once your name feels that your happiness is back again."
She raised her hand as she spoke, and at the same time brought his hand to her cheek, rubbing her small face against the back of his warm hand: "It's great, the hand is not so cold anymore, they all said Your recovery is very good, it seems to be true."
Zuo Hancheng allowed her to rub her hand like a kitten, and smiled at the coquettish appearance of her sitting on the bedside: "I just took medicine and need to rest for two hours. After the rest I promise that I can hold you from here to Shengling Group, and then walk back from the company, there will be no problem walking back and forth ten times."
"Forget it, I have such a big belly. I have accidentally gained ten pounds recently. I am afraid that your body has just recovered a little and will be overworked again." Anhao pressed his face tightly to his hand , Feeling the temperature that belongs to him: "I swear, I will make you fat back in two months."
Zuo Hancheng raised his eyebrows: "Am I very thin now?"
"It's really thinner than before. It should be because the food in the hospital is too bad. Starting today, the company will give me a formal holiday, so I don't need to go to the company anymore, so I will be responsible for everything about you before giving birth. I promise to let you Get fat back!"
As Anhao said, he suddenly reached out and touched Zuo Hancheng's face, as if he was wiping, Zuo Hancheng Qingjun's eyebrows moved slightly.
"Also, with this expression, I have to stew something that nourishes blood and qi to replenish you."
As she said, she continued to poke his face twice: "Did you have a plastic surgery, Zuo Hancheng?"
Zuo Hancheng glanced at her: "What plastic surgery?"
"How do you feel that you, a severely injured patient, look better than before? Did the face hurt when the explosion? The doctor helped you with plastic surgery by the way?"
Zuo Hancheng sighed, raised his hand and pressed it on her head, and directly pushed her cheeky head to the side: "Your husband is lucky and his face is not hurt."
"But why do I think you're handsome again?" Anhao continued to approach stubbornly, and his little head moved in front of him, making it clear that he wanted to take the opportunity to eat his tofu.
Zuo Hancheng sighed and glanced at her belly, whether or not to temporarily give up the desire to prove his physical strength and a certain convenient ability in front of her. All the normal desires-hope, just kissed the tip of her nose when he came closer. : "The expected delivery date will be in a few weeks. Don't be too tired. I just need to recuperate for the time being because of my poor physique, so I can't take care of myself."
"That's right, just now you secretly went to the study to review the documents I signed with me behind your back." Anhao raised his eyebrows as he said, "What? Mo Bai said that I went to the company to work in the past few months. You still don't believe it, do you?"
Zuo Hancheng looked at her, chuckled, and raised his hand to hug her.
An Hao did not expect that he suddenly came to hug herself. After all, since he came back, he was hospitalized and isolated. The two have not even had excessive physical contact. As a result, she staggered and fell into his arms. Here, letting Zuo Hancheng just hug him like this, he felt his kiss fall on his hairline, on his forehead, and finally on the corner of her eye, with a warm voice sighing in her ears. .
"Your adaptability is much better than I thought. If you are willing, you can simply be elected as the multinational president of Shengling Group. I will wait for my wife to give me money and eat soft food every day at home."
"Why? Did Mo Bai tell you what I said to him again?" Anhao suddenly twisted in his arms, but Zuo Hancheng's hug was tight, and she didn't really break free. Simply leaning in his arms so softly, whispered: "Even if you plan to throw Shengling Group as a toy to me, I have to be responsible for the jobs of so many employees in Shengling Group. Don’t take this kind of porcelain work. If I go bankrupt, hundreds of thousands of employees will lose their jobs~"
Zuo Hancheng's hand was lightly patted on her shoulder: "I have more and more corporate leaders' minds, and I know that I am responsible for the employees' jobs."