Chapter 884: Guess [End]

"I know." An Chuxia nodded: "I have thought a lot these days, you are right, everyone has their own difficulties."
"Okay, don't say such sad words." Jiang Guoli coughed a few times, cleared his throat and said: "Now go and see An Yishan first, you should see him too."
An Chuxia was taken aback for a moment, her face was a bit less bloody.
Han Qilu took her shoulders at this moment: "I am here."
An Chuxia didn't say anything, Jiang Guoli had already rushed in front of her and said, "Don't be sick! And you...hurry up and look in the mirror. Don't be afraid to scare others!"
"What's wrong with me?" Han Qilu looked confused. In order to find An Chuxia, he had already covered the entire city of A with eyeliner, and there were many Han people hiding at the entrance of this hospital. He also guessed that after the news came out, An Chuxia would come to the hospital immediately, so he simply stayed in a hotel near the hospital, and ran over when he received the news, without even having his clothes buttoned.
Is it because the hair is messed up?
He touched his hair subconsciously, it was sticky and uncomfortable to the touch.
Only then did he remember that he had been looking for people during the day and where he could find him. He also found it in the middle of the night at night. When he went home and fell asleep, how could he have time to wash his hair?
"Papa!" Jiang Guoli raised his hand and patted a few times.
"Young Master." Steward Han walked out from the shadows, followed by several stylists.
Seeing the strange appearance of the two, Jiang Guoli explained with a smile: "I received the news when I came out of the Forbidden City in the early summer, so I have been coming back with the early summer. By the way, I informed the housekeeper Han, just now If it wasn't for you to rush out, I would take someone to arrest all the reporters."
That's it.
Han Qilu had a sudden realization, and then his expression on his face was frozen, his eyes fixed on An Chuxia, and he asked: "So you didn't return to City A? Have you been with Jin Ke in the Forbidden City?"
"En..." An Chuxia nodded, "I... just want to be quiet for a while."
He didn't mean to blame her, all the fault was originally that he had concealed it. Knowing that An Chuxia stayed in the Forbidden City well these days, he felt relieved, Jin Ke should not embarrass her. just……
"How did you find her?" Han Qilu asked in surprise.
"This..." An Chuxia gave a dry smile: "I just happened to meet her."
"Such a coincidence?" Han Qilu looked suspicious.
Jiang Guoli stepped forward at the right time: "Can you two stop showing affection in front of my two single dogs with Han Guanjia? It is really shameful to let Han Guanjia sort it out for you! In early summer, you will follow me to the hospital. ."
Sooner or later, there must be this side.
Although her heart was complicated, she still followed Jiang Guoli to the hospital without hesitation.
The hospital was silent. At this time, when the hospital had the least traffic, only doctors or nurses on duty were walking around and busy.
"Is he awake?" An Chuxia couldn't help asking.
Looking at An Yishan before, there was almost no disturbance in her heart. Although the other party was her adoptive father, it was to give her an identity, so that she could be Han Qilu's fiancée, so as not to be looked down upon.
But now, An Yishan is the biological father who is really related to her.
"Do you hate him?" Jiang Guoli asked not to answer.
"Hate..." An Chuxia said truthfully: "I started to hate him when others scolded me as a wild child. But, I understand, this kind of hatred is just because I hope he can be a father with me. Around."
"You kid..." Jiang Guoli shook his head: "It's really weird and distressing."
He stopped in front of a ward, guarded two bodyguards outside, and stepped aside when he saw Jiang Guoli.
"He is inside, you two talk, I'll wait for you outside." After Jiang Guoli finished speaking, he opened the door for her very gently.
This action looked like a gentleman, but in fact it gave her no chance to escape.
"Early summer?" An Chenchuan's voice came out quickly.
An Chuxia followed the voice and saw that the man lying next to An Chenchuan quickly sat up, and tears dropped from his eyes: "Chuxia...my daughter..."
All her disguised strength finally collapsed after hearing the words "my daughter". Tears flowed out like water from a bank. It was really uncomfortable to have no father for so many years.
She also hopes to be able to sit on her father's exaggerated shoulders and babble like other children, but those dreams are no longer possible.
Say hate?
In fact, I don't hate it.
So how can you hate what you want?
"Go in." Jiang Guoli said in a low voice, patted her shoulder gently.
The distance of a few steps is as long as a century. An Chenchuan quickly got up from his seat and stepped aside consciously.
"I'm sorry... early summer. I'm sorry for you and your mother. I want to die and use death to repay my mistakes! I regret it! People pursue so many things in their lives, and they will be nothing more than death. Can't take it away. I'm sorry for you!"
An Yishan was in tears, and An Chenchuan was also uncomfortable standing aside.
"You are sorry, not only my mother and I, but also Chenchuan and Chenchuan's mother." An Chuxia wiped away her tears, took a deep breath and said, "If you still want to compensate with death, I advise you not to Be stupid, you are dead, and you will owe more!"
"What you owe is only more?" An Yishan looked at her blankly.
"You are dead, you can go and apologize to my mother. But have you ever thought about what should Chenchuan and his mother do?" An Chuxia's voice was dull, but Zhuji said: "You already owe you Me and my mother, don’t owe Chenchuan any more."
An Yishan looked at An Chenchuan with tears, and An Chenchuan's eyes were also flushed.
"Chairman An." Jiang Guoli, who was standing outside the door, walked in at this time: "In early summer, don't worry anymore. You should take good care of your wife and son. In early summer, our Han family will take care of it. In addition, I I want to talk to you alone."
An Yishan passed away the tears on his face, and said dumbly, "I have something to tell you too." An Chuxia and An Chenchuan looked at each other, walked out of the ward together, and closed the door.
"I really didn't expect that you would come." An Chenchuan took the lead to break the silence and said: "I thought you would not forgive the Han family, nor would you forgive us for setting up a home. I didn't expect...you both..."
"No need to say this, I just think that hating people is very tired."
"Hating people is tired? It's really the first time I heard someone say that." An Chenchuan said, and sighed long: "However, what you said is not unreasonable. But you really...don't hate. My dad?"
"I've already said that I hate people and I'm tired." An Chuxia walked to the bench in the corridor and sat down: "I will make up my sleep. Uncle will come out in a while, remember to call me."
An Chenchuan nodded, and the gentleman took off his coat and put it on her, before An Chuxia spoke, "Don't refuse, sister."
sister……
An Chuxia's eyes suddenly widened. After a while, the corner of her mouth curled: "Thank you."
She couldn't scream at this little brother, but as long as she gave her time, she believed that she could do it!
Sit down and call him Brother An Chenchuan without any complaints!
Now, she is so tired, she just wants to have a good sleep.
...
The clock ticked, oscillating rhythmically, not more than a second, not a second, and at the hour, it rang.
She slowly opened her eyes, and the familiar crystal chandelier in the room caught the eye. The curtains were pulled tightly, and the light in the room was very dark. But from the light from the curtains, we can tell that this is not night, but day.
Going around, from A to the airport, from the airport to the Forbidden City, from the Forbidden City to the hospital, and from the hospital back to Han's house, after a round, she returned here after all.
Thinking back, the last place she was awake was on the bench in front of the hospital ward. Thinking about it, it should be Han Qilu who watched her come back and brought her back.
She thought she would be very resistant to this home, but when she was here, she suddenly felt relieved. After all, the Han family treats her very well, she hasn't lost anything, but An Yishan gets the punishment she deserves.
An Chuxia sat up from the bed and immediately touched the smooth folder shell. She subconsciously withdrew her hand, and when she could see that it was a folder, she frowned in confusion, then turned on the bedside lamp, and then opened the folder.
Open the folder and you will see the five characters of "Share Transfer".
Her temples jumped a few times. After she calmed down a bit, she opened the transfer letter. Her university majored in Chinese language, and she had almost no knowledge of these business things. But the transfer was written so concisely that even an outsider like her could understand it.
Roughly speaking, An Yishan has transferred 43% of his shares to her by 30%.
What is the concept of 43%? This means that she is now An's largest shareholder. As long as she is willing, the whole Anshi will be hers from now on.
This is just for atonement.
She is now numb to things like money. She has a deep understanding of the truth, money is only good when it is lacking, and once more money is made, there will only be disadvantages and no benefits!
After reading this, she put the transfer book directly aside and noticed that her mobile phone was lying quietly on the bedside table. She asked Jiang Guoli to take care of the phone, and finally returned to her. She took the phone to check the time, and it was already evening.
She slept straight into the evening.
"That's right! Sister Jin Ke!" She was nervous, and quickly dialed Jin Ke. Fortunately, she had a mobile phone number for depositing Jin Ke before, otherwise she really didn't know how to contact her.
The phone was connected after two beeps.
"I'm on my way back to the imperial capital. Take care of yourself." Jin Ke said just like that.
An Chuxia came back to his senses and quickly asked: "Why don't you take a break? Also, I didn't thank you very much!"
"Thank me?" Jin Ke smiled softly: "How do you want to thank me? Bring me back to Han's house to thank me? Come on, this will only set off a bigger storm, forget the one I spent with me in the Forbidden City A few days. Forgetting is just good for you."
She still wanted to talk, but Jin Ke said directly: "I'm on the high speed, so I hang up first."
After speaking, Jin Ke actually hung up the phone directly.
Jin Ke's character is like this, An Chuxia sighed, got out of bed and walked out of the room.
As soon as the door opened, she was stunned by the sight in front of her.
The floor in front of the room was covered with red rose petals, and the petals were placed in the words "CX, marry me". The candle beside the petals is placed as a huge love.
"Early summer."
Han Qilu suddenly walked out of the next room. He was dressed in a straight suit and held a bunch of red roses in his hands. He didn't know how she knew she was out of the room.
"You..." She stood a little bewildered, her cheeks reddish: "What are you doing..."
"Proposing marriage, isn't it obvious?" Han Qilu walked up with a wicked smile, and handed the roses: "I searched on Baidu. I like the flower language of 30 roses the most, and this is what I want to tell you. ."
What is the flower language of thirty roses? Forgive her for not understanding this!
She suppressed the idea of ​​going to Baidu, and met Han Qilu's eyes: "Don't make trouble, how bad is this?"
"What's wrong?"
It was Jiang Yuanyuan who was talking, and Jiang Yuanyuan had been hiding in the room next to Han Qilu eavesdropping! She finally couldn't help but rushed out, her face full of tears: "Xiao Chuxia, you promise to that bastard! Such vulgar ways of marriage proposal have come out, what else can't you agree to?!"
"Hey—did you just say that my way of proposing marriage was vulgar?" Han Qilu glanced over coldly.
"It's very vulgar." Han Liuhai also walked out of the room Jiang Yuanyuan came out of. He looked at Han Qilu, shook his head, and said, "It's vulgar. Now only old men use this method of placing petals, right?"
"You..." Han Qilu was short of breath, and it took a long time to catch his breath!
"Not bad, isn't it? This is what I finally came up with with Master Qilu!"
This familiar voice is a cute boy!
Meng Xiaonan ran out of Han Qilu's room, followed by Xiao Mingluo, Ling Hanyu, and Ling Hanyu's girlfriend Jiang Xiaota!
How many people are hiding on this floor? !
"I also think it's not bad." Jiang Guoli also followed Han Qilu's room: "The camera installed at the door of the early summer is the latest traceless probe developed by our troops. It can avoid any enemy..."
"Stop it!" Jiang Yuanyuan made a stop action in time, then looked at An Chuxia quite aggrievedly, and said with tears, "Early summer, you promise this bastard! Seeing that he did such a vulgar thing for you. For the sake of..."
"Hey-I said it's not bad!"
Proposing a good marriage in this way became a scolding battle between Han Qilu and Jiang Yuanyuan.
"I do."
The noisy scene stopped immediately, and the scene became silent.
"Kiss!" Meng Xiaonan broke the silence first, shouting and booing.
Others followed suit.
The kiss, in this vulgar but extremely warm scene, gently fell.
"Han Qilu, where do you touch?!" An Chuxia pushed Han Qilu abruptly, and took a step away, protecting her chest.
"No..." Han Qilu was aggrieved: "It's my mother!"
An Chuxia looked at Jiang Yuanyuan's hand in midair in astonishment.
Jiang Yuanyuan smiled awkwardly: "Hey...I'm not looking for my grandson or looking for a nanny?"
Isn't that time?
An early summer was full of black lines.
"Early summer." Han Liuhai suddenly said, "I..."
"You don't need to say." She took a long breath: "I know you have your problems, and I don't blame you."
Han Liuhai's eyes sank, his self-blame was full. He would rather be blamed by her, but...
At this moment, he really regretted it. Even if An's ambition to overwhelm Han's wolf, he shouldn't have involved this little girl in commercial competition.
But at that time, he was afraid that if he didn't do that, he couldn't completely attack An's, he was afraid he would regret it.
But when he did that now, he really regretted it.
After a long time, Han Liuhai said, "Good boy, I can't help you."
"Early summer..." Jiang Yuanyuan said weakly: "You, do you really blame your daddy? Even if you blame him, don't play and disappear again, okay? Mommy is about to worry about you. I fell into the river of tears when I was in high school... Mommy is really afraid of losing you!"
An Chuxia stepped forward and gently hugged Jiang Yuanyuan: "Sorry, Mommy, I worry about you."
"I said..." The cute boy said with his hands on his hips: "This is the scene of the marriage proposal! What are you doing so coldly? Early summer! Auntie! Keep your tears away, I can't stand it!"
Although Meng Xiaonan said so on her mouth, her eyes were also shining with tears.
Although she and Xiao Mingluo are abroad, they always follow domestic news. After learning that An Yishan was An Chuxia's biological father, she almost immediately guessed that this might have been caused by Han Liuhai. She was about to take time off to return home, and then she learned the news of An Chuxia's disappearance.
Of course she is all bad!
She thought that in her early summer, she would completely break with Han Qilu.
But I didn't expect that Chu Xia was still kind and considerate for others as always. She doesn't even hate someone.
How silly? How distressing? !
When she hurried back to China with Xiao Mingluo, she happened to receive a call from Han Qilu asking how to propose marriage. They immediately rushed to the Han family to help make suggestions before they even had time to return home.
Fortunately, everything is still on track.
Hate, in many cases will only bring more pain, it is better to forget hatred, let go of hatred.
Her early summer boss, did it.
Meng Xiaonan awakened the dreamer with a word. Jiang Yuanyuan stretched out her hand and wiped her tears, and said: "You and Mingluo have rushed back from abroad. It's really hard for you. Let's take a break. Let me go down and call. The servant is going to prepare dinner! It's past three o'clock, and you should be hungry too!"
"Okay! I happen to be a little hungry!" Meng Xiaonan nodded heavily, almost drooling.
"Wait, Auntie." Xiao Mingluo stepped forward: "We have just returned to China and have not yet returned home, so I think we won’t bother you for dinner. Let’s go home first. We have invited one. Week off, wait until the next day to play."
Before Jiang Yuanyuan could speak, Han Liuhai took the lead and said: "You should go home first if you haven't yet returned home. Go ahead, be careful on the way, housekeeper Han!"
Housekeeper Han hurried upstairs: "Master, what's your order?"
"Send Mingluo and Miss Jiang back."
"Yes." Steward Han glanced at the rose petals on the ground, his mouth bends, and said, "Master Xiao, Miss Jiang, please come with me."
Jiang Nan turned around and hugged her tightly, and said with tears: "My boss is about to get married. Let me say first, the bridesmaid must be me! If it's not me, I will make you unable to enter the bridal chamber!"
An Chuxia had a black line on her face and was about to speak, but Han Qilu said leisurely: "You try?"
When the time comes, you have to dare to disturb his bridal chamber and see how he teaches Jiangnan!
Jiang Nan stuck out his tongue and shrank behind Xiao Mingluo with a dry smile.
"Then let's go first." Xiao Mingluo gave Jiang Nan a adoring look. He really envied Han Qilu. One look can make Jiang Nan submissive. I really hope he can do this one day!
As soon as Jiang Nan and Xiao Mingluo left, Jiang Yuanyuan went downstairs to work, leaving Han Liuhai standing there, and said intently: "Early summer, come to my study."
After he finished speaking, he took a deep look at Han Qilu.
In those eyes, there was deep exhaustion. Han Qilu was startled. This was the first time Han Liuhai showed such an expression. There was grief in his chest, and he tilted his head and said nothing.
An early summer paused for a while, and finally nodded and said: "Okay."
Just now when Jiangnan and the others were there, Han Liuhai wanted to apologize to her, but she interrupted him. If you apologize, you don't have to say it. But now, what is Han Liuhai going to tell her?
The light in the study looked a little dim. Han Liuhai sat on the table and chair of the huge desk, pointed to the chair beside him, and said, "Sit down."
She sat down quietly, and Han Liuhai said in the same tone that has remained unchanged for thousands of years: "These words should have been told to you a long time ago. After a delay, they have been delayed until now."
"You said." An Chuxia took a deep breath and waited for Han Liuhai to speak.
"Then I sent your mother to the rescue room... the doctor told me that she was going to die soon, and said that she had something to convey to me." Han Liuhai paused and sighed guiltily.
His eyes gradually became solemn, sinking into memories.
"Mr. Han, we have done our best." The doctor's gloves were full of blood, and he said with regret: "The person was delivered too late. You should go in and say the last few words to her."
Han Liuhai was taken aback for a moment, and his expression became extremely solemn. If it hadn't been for the lady to run over and push him away, he would be the one who was hit by the drunk car.
"Really... can't it be saved?" He asked again, incredulously.
The doctor lowered his head: "Sorry... the blood test showed that the patient himself is in the terminal stage of cancer, and many organs have failed. Further major surgery will only accelerate death."
"I see." Han Liuhai pursed his lips and walked in quickly toward the gate.
"Liu Hai!" Jiang Yuanyuan ran over from the stairs. After receiving a call from Han Liuhai about the accident, she immediately called Butler Han to drive over. But there was a traffic jam on the road, so she simply got out of the car and ran all the way.
Han Liuhai stopped, looked at Jiang Yuanyuan and said, "I'm fine, the one inside saved me. But... that one has already..."
Jiang Yuanyuan covered her mouth in surprise.
"I'll go in to see her for the last time. You will pick up her family. You have already notified her daughter."
Hearing what Han Liuhai said, Jiang Yuanyuan nodded quickly and walked towards the exit.
Several nurses in the rescue room saw Han Liuhai come in, looked at each other, and walked out with a tacit understanding.
"Madam..." Han Liuhai walked to the operating bed, reached out and held Shen Xiyu's hand tightly, and said in a trembled voice: "Thank you, if it weren't for you... what else do you wish? As long as Han Liuhai can do it," I will help you achieve it!"
Shen Xiyu had already recovered a bit of sanity at this moment, and said in an extremely weak voice: "My daughter...my daughter..."
"What are you talking about?" Han Liuhai approached An Xiyu.
"My name is Xiyu, Shen Xiyu, I have a daughter named An Chuxia, I can't let her go... please take care of her!" Shen Xiyu's face was full of tears, she knew that she was no longer able to do it. In order to save medical expenses, she never went to the hospital after learning that she was sick.
She knew that she didn't have much time and that the treatment would only waste money, so no one was hiding this matter.
She has no regrets and no regrets if she can save another person before leaving.
Just...reluctant, reluctant to part with her early summer, her daughter.
Han Liuhai was about to agree, and Shen Xiyu suddenly said: "Her biological father is An Yishan, take her... to find him."
"Mount Anyi?" Han Liuhai was stunned. "Is that Mount Anyi of the Anshi Group?"
"Yes..." Shen Xiyu finished speaking, her breath weakened, and the heart rate monitor sounded an alarm.
The curtains were pulled open, and the dim study suddenly brightened.
"The only thing your mother can't let go of at the last moment is you. I should have brought you directly to your father at that time, but I..." Han Liuhai sighed regretfully, "Early summer, you are a good boy. I'm sorry. You. But if you give me another chance, I'm afraid I will still choose that way."
He has been making up for the death of people for money, but it was the first time in his life that he regretted it.
An Chuxia has long been crying.
For more than ten years, my mother has been living for her. Before she died, she still thought of her.
How can I repay the kindness that brought her into this world?
How can I repay the hardships that I have worked for her day and night?
"Bang!" The door of the study was opened, and Han Qilu hurriedly walked in. He stood at the door until he heard the sobbing inside, and finally couldn't help it.
Han Qilu walked a few steps to An Chuxia's side, hugged her tightly, and then looked at Han Liuhai: "What did you say to her?"
"I said something that I should have said a long time ago, but I have concealed it." Han Liuhai walked over and patted Han Qilu on the shoulder: "I'm going out first. It's Dad who can't blame you, but you know, Dad doesn't. This home."
Han Qilu was taken aback, and when he looked at Han Liuhai again, Han Liuhai had already walked out.
There was only An Chuxia's depressed cry in the study. Han Qilu pursed her lips and hugged her tightly: "I am here, don't be sad..."
The words of comfort are so pale, but all he can think of is this sentence: I am here.
Four years later.
"Great writer, welcome home!" Han Qilu dressed in home furnishings, with an apron around his neck, and a spatula in his right hand.
"It's so tired...Next time there is a writers summit, I won't go to the death." An Chuxia stretched her waist greatly, then stepped forward and hugged Han Qilu's neck: "Husband, people are hungry. Up!"
The corners of Han Qilu's eyes are soft and full: "Isn't this cooking for you? I didn't go to the company specially today, I made dinner for you at home! I'll be full later, so I can work hard!"
"Work?" An Chuxia was confused: "What work? My manuscript is over."
"Ho..." Han Qilu smiled faintly: "You forgot what my mother is urging you every day?"
Jiang Yuanyuan's voice sounded in her mind: "Little Chuxia, when on earth will you give Mommy a grandson for fun!"
"Han Qilu, you rascal!" She yelled angrily, but her cheeks were red.
She is an old husband and wife, but she is still easily blushed by Han Qilu. This problem really needs to be corrected!
"How do you say your husband is a gangster?" Han Qilu squinted at her: "Tomorrow is Jiangnan's wedding. Our wedding is in a mess. I hope their wedding can go on normally."
"Yes." An Chuxia nodded in agreement: "I blame you, I have to invite everyone I know to the wedding, a good wedding was made by you..."
Thinking of the scene of getting married a year ago, An Chuxia was full of fire.
She just wanted to get married in a low-key manner, and just go to get a certificate without having a wedding, but Han Qilu didn't say anything to let the whole world know. First greeted the media, and then sent invitations to everyone I knew. The wedding place was chosen in a church in the city center.
The result of such a lively wedding is-traffic jam!
It took only one hour to get from the Han's house to the church, but it took three hours to get stuck in a traffic jam and it took less than half of the distance! In the end, she could only walk to the church in a wedding dress, so that she didn't delay her marriage.
Thinking of the scene of running to the church with Meng Xiaonan under the eyes of so many people, she wanted to beat Han Qilu severely!
That night.
After the two of them finished their "work" and took a shower, An Chuxia was bored and opened the notebook, and posted a post of Master Devil Do not kiss me.
A reader posted in "Master Devil Don't Kiss Me": "The author is big, is the story you wrote true?"
"What are you looking at?" Han Qilu singled his body around a bath towel. Han Liuhai had completely put down Han's affairs, gave him the chairman's hat, and played with Jiang Yuanyuan all day. In other words, he is now the chairman of the Han Group.
What no one knows is that the chairman of the Han family will cook for his wife in an apron.
"The reader asked me in the post bar whether the story written in "Master Devil Do Not Kiss Me" is true." An Chuxia smiled and asked, "How do I answer?"
Han Qilu didn't answer, moved directly through the notebook and replied with two words.
--"you guess."