Domineering president, please divorce!

577 My Heart is Youran is Evil What's more, there is still a trace of blood connection, Feng Youran can't do such a thing.

Turning around, I saw the doctor coming down the stairs, obviously he had just visited Mr. An.

"Doctor, how is my grandfather?" Feng Youran immediately asked.

"The old man's body is a little weak, and he still needs to rest. By the way, Miss Er, the old man told you to go up." The doctor urged.

Feng Youran was overjoyed: "Really?"

The doctor said: "Yes, you go up. The old man said he wanted to see you."

Young Master Qingyang said: "I'll accompany you up there, of course."

The doctor glanced at Young Master Qingyang, and dissuaded him: "Master Qingyang, with all due respect, the old man said he only wanted to see Second Miss alone. So..."

Young Master Qingyang was a little worried about Feng Youran, but when he heard what the doctor said, he stopped in his tracks and turned his attention to Feng Youran.

Feng Youran smiled and said: "Wait for me here for a while? After I go up, I will come down soon."

Seeing her joyful face, Young Master Qingyang nodded and said, "Then you go. I'll wait for you."

The doctor left, Feng Youran immediately went upstairs to Mr. An's room.

A lot of things have happened in the past few days, and she is still very worried about Mr. An.

She entered the room. Unexpectedly, Mr. An was not lying on the bed, but was writing calligraphy by the window.

Although he is getting old, Mr. An's writing power is still unabated, and every word still seems to be as strong as the back of the paper.

Hearing footsteps, Mr. An said, "Of course, you're here."

"Yes, grandpa. Are you better, grandpa?" Feng Youran asked.

Hearing his voice, it was even older, with a hint of hoarseness.

Obviously, he has suffered a lot in the past few days.

Feng Youran felt a little sad in her heart, and the current situation led to her being inseparable from her.

Mr. An put down the brush and turned around, Feng Youran was startled.

Mr. An is not only getting older, but also his face is so thin that his face is completely out of shape.

The two big eye bands under his eyes made him look lifeless.

Originally, he was old, but he was usually good at taking care of himself, so he was much younger than other old people.

What's more, he has a courageous spirit to kill and attack, so usually Feng Youran really doesn't think he is very old.

But the current situation really made Feng Youran feel that grandpa...is too old.

There is a feeling of dying.

Feng Youran's eyes became moist all of a sudden, and she said, "Grandpa, take care of yourself..."

Mr. An slowly walked towards Feng leisurely, and sighed: "I'm old, I'm old, I can't bear anything. I haven't seen you these few days, and I'm afraid you're worried... But I still can't help but want to see you meet you."

"Grandpa, don't take things too seriously about sister-in-law, it's not your fault..." Feng Youran comforted, "You still put your body first."

"Yes." Mr. An said lovingly, looking at Feng Youran.

He smiled: "In the past few days, I know that the stock of An's Jewelry has risen, and many things have been resolved. It's really right, right, to hand over An's Jewelry to you and Master Qingyang. "

"Well, Master Qingyang and I have announced our engagement." Feng Youran believes that Mr. An already knew about it, but it is better to tell him personally, "There is good news, I believe it will have a great impact on An's Jewelry help."

"Yes, I've heard about Xi Duofu too... This time, the person who beat Xi Duofu was really caught off guard. Even I would never have imagined the strategy of you and Master Qingyang." How much to appreciate, how much to cherish.

"However, this matter has been pushed to Han Kesong, and Xiaoxiao has suffered along with it..." Feng Youran knew that Mr. An would not care about An Xiaoxiao, and explained, "But there is no way for this. Anyone else, Going to the scene is not as effective as An Xiaoxiao going there in person."

Mr. An nodded: "She has such a father and such a mother, she should bear these hardships."

Listening to Mr. An's words, there is still some pity for An Xiaoxiao. Feng Youran didn't plan to kill An Xiaoxiao at first, and said: "I won't do anything to her in the future. As long as she is good, I will treat her well." she."

Mr. An nodded in satisfaction: "It's good for you to have such a kind heart. As for people, how much kindness is needed to benefit the children and grandchildren. If the heart is vicious, this is my own son... "

Speaking of this, Mr. An couldn't continue.

There was a deep meaning in these words, Feng Youran frowned slightly, but couldn't figure out what it was.

She chatted with Mr. an about something else.

Mr. An's condition looks really bad.

Feng Youran thought for a while and said, "Grandpa, let me feel your pulse. I have followed Fengqing's divine medicine for a few years, and I know some superficial medical techniques."

Mr. An seemed to think of Yunfeng, looked at the granddaughter who looked a lot like Yunfeng, closed his eyes, and nodded.

Feng Youran stretched out her hand to rest on his pulse.

My heart skipped a beat, Mr. An's situation was really not optimistic.

What happened this time really caused his old illness.

Coupled with the fact that he was getting older, the repeated blows brought about by his children's accidents made him a little unbearable.

"Grandpa, let me prescribe you some sleeping pills." Feng Youran said.

When Mr. An saw her filial piety, he nodded.

Feng Youran took out some medicine from her body, which Feng Qing had given her.

Due to her own illness, she was physically weak for a while, and she needed to stay in bed every time, but when she was resting, she couldn't fall asleep and was upset repeatedly.

Feng Qing specially developed this for her.

Now she can't use it anymore, and it is also symptomatic for Grandpa's illness.

I took it out and gave Mr. An a pill. After taking it, Mr. An felt a little sleepy after a while.

Feng Youran helped him to bed, covered him with a quilt, and soon, Mr. An fell asleep.

He must have not had a good night's sleep for several days, which is why his body is so bad.

Just a good night's sleep would do him good.

Feng Youran sat beside Mr. An, looking at the age spots on his body, she felt a little sad. He is not young, but he has to always worry about his children.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man.

This pain, I don't know how he endured it.

She took out something that she took away from Mr. An's study last time.

a few photos.

In each photo, there are Old Master An, An Qiannian, Yunfeng, and Feng Qing and Feng Youran when they were young.

At that time, Mr. An's age was not too different from the current An Qiancheng's, and he still looked full of vigor.

An Qiannian was even younger.

An Qiannian is the best-looking one in An's family, luxurious and handsome, always with a faint smile on her lips, she looks like a perfect match when they are together.

And Feng Qing and Feng Youran when they were young are somewhat similar to Feng Qiuwan and Feng Feifei now.

Back then, Mr. An showed Feng Youran a lot of photos of them when they were young.

Feng You then went to Mr. An's study, and found these few by herself, and she secretly kept them and took them with her.

Looking at these photos, Feng Youran felt a bit of sadness in her heart, which she couldn't resolve for a while.

She reinstalled the photo and sent Fengqing a text message: "Grandpa is sick, can you help him take a look?"

Fengqing returned after a while: "Send me the symptoms and blood samples first, and see if I need to come back."

"Okay." Feng leisurely replied.

"By the way, the matter between you and Master Qingyang has really come to an end?" Feng Qing immediately asked gossip.

He was still a little worried about Feng Youran discovering that he was drinking at Master Qingyang's place that night.

Although he drank that night, he did nothing and said nothing.

Feng Youran asked back: "Are you still thinking about Master Qingyang's wine?"

She didn't know what happened that night, but she knew that Master Qingyang had just bought the winery.

With Feng Qing's temperament, it is definitely impossible not to covet her.

Maybe he himself has gone to the base camp of Master Qingyang in Scotland to find a drink.

Medicine is his genius, and stealing and appraising treasures are not his greatest hobbies.

His greatest hobby is nothing more than good wine.

Feng Qing's text message came soon: "Speaking of which, he still wants to call me brother-in-law. Why, thinking about his wine, is it still a loss to him?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Feng Youran said amusedly and angrily.

"Speaking of Shen Liangmo, you should call me brother...I'm still Su Wei's cousin." Feng Qing suddenly became complacent again, originally she had no status in front of Shen Liangmo and Young Master Qingyang.

Because of his weaker skills, he couldn't hold his head up before these two male gods.

More cum doesn't have any abs and is always laughed at.

But now after all the calculations, both of them will call him brother?

This relationship and this seniority made his status suddenly become taller.

Through the screen of the mobile phone, one can feel Feng Qing's strong complacency and complacency.

Feng Youran replied angrily: "If you call me sister, you should call him brother-in-law!"

Fengqing was upset: "Hey, hey, hey, he's so quick to value sex over friends, and forget about his brother after having a husband. Xiao Ranran, you can do it..."

Feng Youran also felt that what she said about her brother-in-law was a bit too much, and they might not be together in the future.

"I'll give you a blood sample and symptoms later." Feng Youran returned to the serious topic.

Feng Qing wrote: "Let Master Qingyang leave some good wine for his brother-in-law..."

"Leave you a big-headed ghost!" After Feng Youran sent a sentence, she put the phone away.

Feng Qing yelled at the other end, and immediately dialed the phone, but Feng Youran had already turned off the mute.

The two of them have always been bickering since they were young, and Feng Qing also likes to fight to win.

If Feng Youran keeps fighting with him, no amount of time will be enough for Feng Youran.

Feng Youran put the phone away, took out a needle, and took a blood sample from Mr. An's vein.

Mr. An slept so deeply that he didn't even notice.

But it's also because Feng Youran's actions are light, and she hardly makes the other party feel anything.

She withdrew from Mr. An's room, and went straight back to her own room, sorted out the blood samples and symptoms, and passed them on to Feng Qing.

After working for a long time, when I stopped, I realized that something seemed to be missing.

After thinking for a while, I remembered that when I left just now, I had communicated with Young Master Qingyang, and came out to look for him soon?

But looking at the time, it's really too late. She spent a long time in Mr. An's room, and it took her a while to process the blood samples when she came back.

Several hours had passed by now, and it was already late at night.

Feng Youran stroked her forehead, she really completely forgot about this matter.

It was also in her subconscious mind that she hadn't yet had the habit of including Master Qingyang in everything.

A little guilty, she immediately opened the door.

Just as he was about to go out, Young Master Qingyang blocked the door with a hint of displeasure on his face.

Feng Youran knew she was wrong, "Uh... that... I can explain..."

"Four hours and one minute..." The corner of Master Qingyang's lips was full of dissatisfaction, "You didn't even think of me for a minute..."

"I really..." Feng Youran didn't know how to explain it.

If you forget it, forget it, and she doesn't want to make excuses.

Looking directly into Master Qingyang's eyes: "I'm sorry, I really forgot."

"I'm just sorry?" Young Master Qingyang lowered his eyes, suddenly a thick and dangerous look shrouded his body.

"Then what else? I don't care about being beaten or scolded." Feng Youran was completely enveloped by his gaze, and she was in his dangerous range. Although she spoke forcefully, she still couldn't help swallowing.

Young Master Qingyang didn't smile, and there was no trace of joy on his face, he lowered his head, almost leaning over to press her.

Feng leisurely backed away, but couldn't move away from his iron arm.

The further back, the footsteps did not move, but the waist was pressed back.

He followed up immediately.

The lower Feng Youran's waist was pushed back, the lower Master Qingyang bent down.

Only Feng Youran has such good flexibility, if she had to change someone, her waist would have been broken long ago.

"You..." Feng Youran couldn't bend anymore, seeing the handsome face so close, she couldn't breathe.

I couldn't say enough, "You..."

Young Master Qingyang suddenly revealed a smile: "This way... it's also possible..."

There was a hint of ambiguity in the smile, and a hint of...evil?

Feng Youran is a little hard to define and judge what his deep meaning is.

But it was true that she was wrong.

She said again: "I... accept the punishment."

"You said it." Young Master Qingyang seemed to be waiting for her to let go of this sentence, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Feng Youran simply didn't understand what was worth his joy.

What did she say to please him like this?

"What did I say?" Feng Youran thought she understood people's hearts very well, but obviously, at this moment, Young Master Qingyang made her not understand.

Can't understand or guess.

"What you said... accept the punishment." Young Master Qingyang leaned over and pressed close to her ear, "I think this... is not bad."

Feng Youran suddenly realized, "Hey, hey..."

"Acknowledge the punishment." Young Master Qingyang's cold lips were already firmly pressed against Feng Youran.

Feng Youran felt like crying, but she could usually deal with it without any pressure.

Whether it is skill or tongue, he can be tied with him.

But it happened that it was such a critical moment that she always suffered a crushing defeat, and she had no way of gaining any advantage at all.

There is no advantage at all.

And this posture and movement... She really can't guarantee that her waist will still be intact when she wakes up tomorrow!

At dawn the next day, feeling the natural light outside the window, Feng Youran slowly opened her big eyes.

The long eyelashes flickered for a while, and finally got used to the morning light.

day.

The sun was already in the middle of the room.

Feng Youran stood up, getting up too hastily, and almost bumped into the bridge of Young Master Qingyang's nose.

His straight nose was right in front of her eyes, his facial features were perfect without any blemish.

Any normal woman would drool over such facial features.

But Feng Youran withdrew her gaze, seeing that he had already put on his clothes.

Meticulously appeared in front of her.

She looks a little sloppy.

"Morning, of course." Young Master Qingyang put his finger on her red lips.

This tenderness made Feng Youran's heart skip a beat.

But she didn't think she looked good with disheveled hair and nowhere to go in her nightgown.

Stretching out his hands and busy looking for the nightgown everywhere, he said vaguely: "Morning..."

"Here." As if knowing what she was looking for, Young Master Qingyang sat down beside her, and put her nightgown on her body.

He even wanted to set her up, Feng Youran hurriedly said: "I'll do it myself..."

But in the end, he put on her nightgown with his own hands, and tied a bow very meticulously.

She just woke up so lazy, with a coquettish look, Master Qingyang couldn't get enough of her.

So even though he got up a long time early, he was not willing to wake her up.

It wasn't until now that she woke up naturally from sleep, and Master Qingyang helped her clean up with pampering.

She was worried that she would not look good just after waking up, which was really superfluous.

No matter what she looks like, Young Master Qingyang feels that she is so beautiful.

"I'm going to wash..." Feng Youran opened her mouth, and before she could finish washing, Young Master Qingyang kissed her lips.

I really can't help but want to kiss her. When I think of her as my own, I can hold her in my arms at will, fall asleep with her, wake up with her, say good morning to her, and feed her breakfast...

The urge to kiss her couldn't be suppressed.

Feng Youran had just woken up when she was kissed so forcefully that she lost her sanity.

I originally said to get up early in the morning to deal with things.

As a result, it got out of hand, breakfast was saved, and when I woke up again, it was already noon.

Feng Youran was so hungry that she let out a growl, Master Qingyang took her hand and strode to the restaurant.

Lunch has been arranged, and a table of Feng Youran's favorite dishes made her move her index finger.

She was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, so she sat down and began to eat.

Young Master Qingyang put the food in her bowl and said, "Eat slowly."

Feng Youran suddenly raised her eyes, and looked at Young Master Qingyang seriously: "Master Qingyang, I promise, I won't dare to forget you for a minute."

Young Master Qingyang was amused by her expression, nodded and said: "Yeah."

This silly woman's IQ suddenly went offline.

As if she couldn't eat her if she didn't forget him and he didn't punish her.

Want to eat, but can't find a reason?

Feng Youran nodded in satisfaction, eating seriously.

Sure enough, women who fall in love are in arrears in IQ.

The only difference is that Feng Youran is already in love, but she always thinks that she is not, right?

Little did they know that all her actions were no different from those of a girl in love.

She used to look down on the matter of deception.Now, without realizing it, I am very familiar with it.

After a while, Feng Youran almost finished eating, and opened the newspaper.

Sure enough, last night's Xi Duofu incident occupied the front page headlines, and they were all written in long-winded articles with large pages.

Just by looking at the title, one can tell that Master Qingyang has worked hard to guide public opinion.

"Murdering his wife and abandoning his daughter, where does the scumbag go on his way to the top?" "

"The Inside Story of An's Jewelry Fakes, Can't Escape the Road of Enmity and Love"

"Xituofu went to the high-end market in such a way, framed, slandered and even paid for their illegitimate daughter"

All content is almost the same:

Seedofu seems to have entered the high-end jewelry market, but has no choice but to be unable to suppress Anshi Jewelry and truly dominate it.

Later, Fu Shuangshuang started with Han Kesong, and put the fake jewelry into the interior of An's Jewelry through Han Kesong's hands, causing many customers to buy fake goods in An's Jewelry.

Later, Han Kesong even transported a truckload of fake goods by himself, wrote, directed and acted by himself, and invited the police, industrial and commercial quality supervision and other relevant departments to find out the fake goods.

Because Han Kesong is an employee of An's Jewelry, and the logo of An's Jewelry was printed on the fake goods, the stock of An's Jewelry plummeted, and its reputation suffered a great loss.

An Qianhua confronted Han Kesong, Han Kesong brutally killed his wife, and fled to Xidufu by himself.