Chapter 23:

"Mr. An Yan, I heard that you rejected the invitation of the endless crew to shoot a sequel, and hurried back to China because of a serious accident at home?"

先生 "Mr. An Yan, you came to the hospital as soon as you returned to China because your brother was injured? Is it true that your brother was kidnapped? Do you have anything to say about this?"

"Mr. An, was your brother kidnapped? Isn't his family revenge too much for making enemies in the business world?"

"Is this man in a wheelchair your brother Anlo?"

Zhao Anyan reached out to take off his sunglasses, and slowly glanced over the reporter group

Although there was a faint smile on his face, his eyes suddenly cooled down, one word at a time, and whispered, "If you have any questions, please ask me at the press conference tomorrow. Now-don't disturb my brother rest."

Everyone was taken aback by his sharp eyes, and then he asked: "Mr. An, please answer my question ..." "Mr. Anyan ..."

The reporters still reluctantly tossed around, crowded around them, the camera's flash flashed continuously, the problem was one after another like a machine gun, such a pomp even made passers-by around stop curiously.

Zhao Anyan squinted slightly.

If he was alone, he would have no problem pushing those reporters regardless of the image, but now there is Anluo, Anluo in a wheelchair has just completed surgery on his legs. In case of repeated injuries, the consequences are unimaginable.

Zhao Anyan took a deep breath and was about to speak, but listening to An Luo in the wheelchair suddenly spoke—

"You didn't guess wrong, I'm his brother, An Luo."

I didn't expect that the always indifferent family members would speak in front of the media, and the reporters hurriedly rushed to point the camera at him.

An Luo looked at the camera and said calmly, "I was kidnapped. As for who kidnapped me, not only you, I was also very curious." A slight pause, "Yes, by the way, I will tell you a more explosive News-I lose my memory and don't remember the past. "

Juan Anluo looked up at the shocked reporter and raised her eyebrows gently. "You can go back and write the manuscript. I don't want to answer other questions, and you don't need to ask again."

"..." I did not expect that he burst into such fierce material as soon as he spoke, a group of reporters were stunned, speechless for a long time.

She did not expect that Anluo would come forward, and the two words blocked the reporter's mouth when he came out.

After seeing several reporters meeting each other there, An Yan busy said, "It's our private time, please don't disturb." He turned around and pushed An Luo away from the crowd quickly.



Until the wheelchair was pushed back to the ward, Anlo did not speak again.

An An's mood was a bit sorrowful. The elder brother's face was still calm and he didn't know if he was angry. The thought of An's siege by a reporter in a wheelchair just now felt anxious.

After a moment of silence, An Yan softly said, "Brother, are you angry?"

Anluo looked up at him, glanced from his maroon hair to his spotless leather shoes, and after looking carefully, Anluo said, "I didn't expect that you are really a star."

An Yan froze, remembering his amnesia, and explained quietly: "I do have a good reputation in the entertainment industry. When I come to the hospital to wear sunglasses, I am afraid of being recognized." He paused and lowered his head and clenched his fists. "It turned out to be discovered by paparazzi. Those paparazzi are so pervasive ... I'm really sorry to disturb you."

An Yan squatted down gently, holding her finger on the handle of the wheelchair, circled An Luo in her arms, and looked at him seriously, "I'm sorry, brother ... I promise, this situation will not happen again Times. "

Such movements and eyes make Anlo suddenly think of a large pet that misrecognized her owner.