Chapter 238 I'm Sorry, I Don't Dare to Lose My Temper with You... Can You Kiss Me?

Qin Yawen looked at Lu Qier on the hospital bed nervously and concernedly, "Qier, don't get me wrong, I'm not here to laugh at you, I just care about you."

Lu Qier snorted coldly, "Qin Yawen, did I hear you right? You are Tang Moer's mother. Do you care about me?"

"Qier, Tang Mo'er is not my daughter at all, I..." Qin Yawen hesitated.

"You what?"

Qin Yawen did not intend to tell Lu Qi'er about her life experience. With the status of the eldest daughter of the Lu family, Lu Qi'er could be honored throughout her life. "Qi'er, I have never regarded Tang Mo'er as my daughter in my heart. What I care about is you. Just now I You heard the Lu family's butler talking to you at the door. Listen to me now. Don't worry about everything in Yecheng. You should immediately follow your father back to the imperial capital. You don't need to do anything. You just need to hold on to your father. Dear, your daddy will plan for your happiness. If this Gu Mohan is gone, your daddy will definitely let you marry the next Gu Mohan!"

Lu Qier looked at Qin Yawen suspiciously. Did this woman take the wrong medicine and come here to care about her?

"I won't leave, I still have to deal with Tang Mo'er..."

"Qier," Qin Yawen quickly interrupted her, "Don't worry, leave Tang Mo'er to me, and I will take care of her for you."

Did she deal with Tang Mo'er?

"Qin Yawen, are you serious?"

Qin Yawen nodded vigorously, "It's true, Qier, I will do anything for your happiness."

Lu Qier didn't believe it in her heart. She thought Qin Yawen had some tricks, but she could use this woman to see how she dealt with Tang Mo'er.

"Okay, then let me see your performance first."

"Yes," Qin Yawen nodded vigorously, "but Qier, there is one thing you must do."

"What's up?"

"You can't let Lu Jinwen see Tang Mo'er, not even a glance!" Qin Yawen warned seriously.

She can't let her father see Tang Mo'er, why?

Seeing the confusion on Lu Qier's face, Qin Yawen grabbed Lu Qier's hand and said, "Qier, you don't need to know why, you just need to do it. You must not let Lu Jinwen see Tang Moer, otherwise, you will It’s over.”

…

In the study.

Lu Yan wiped his trouser pocket with one hand and held the phone with one hand to answer the call. It was Gu Mohan on the other end. The two men said a few words briefly, and then he hung up the phone.

Lu Yan put his phone into his trouser pocket and did not move. The man wore a black shirt and black trousers today. He leaned lazily against the wall, his brown eyes looking out the window through the large floor-to-ceiling window in front of him. The man's handsome and hard face has smooth lines, and his temperament is calm and lazy, which makes people fascinated.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Wen Bin, his subordinate, said at the door, "Boss, Miss An An is back."

An An ran back.

Lu Yan looked back lightly, looked at the door, then lifted his thin lips and said, "Come in."

The study door was opened, and a delicate figure appeared in sight.

An An is here.

An An was wearing a large white dress. The dress was a little empty, making her even more delicate and petite. At this moment, her young and charming little face was extremely pale. Her white and tender little hands pressed her left wound, faintly. Blood flowed from her white fingers, staining her dress red.

Her wound opened again.

Their eyes met, Lu Yan was indifferent and calm, An An was pale.

The next second, An An's delicate body shook twice and his whole body slid to the ground.

"Miss An An." Wen Bin called out and reached out to pick up An An.

But there was a tall figure who was one step faster than him and caught An An.

An An lay in the man's strong arms, her long eyelashes like butterflies and cicada wings trembling. She raised her eyes with difficulty to look at the handsome and resolute face in front of her, and her soft and soft voice like an oriole spilled out a few words, " Ayan, it hurts..."

Ah Yan, it hurts.

Hearing her cry out that it hurt, Lu Yan's sexy thin lips pulled out a slight arc. She also knew it hurt, so why did she run out of the hospital?

Lu Yan picked her up and carried her to the room, "Wen Bin, call for the doctor."

"Yes, boss."

…

in the room.

An An was gently placed on the bed. Lu Yan wanted to stand up, but the girl suddenly stretched out her two small hands and hugged his neck, preventing him from leaving.

At this moment, the man, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, pressed down and covered the girl's body. Lu Yan lowered his brown eyelids and looked at the girl. Because of this posture, their faces were very close to each other, and her delicate and alluring facial features were His eyes widened, and he could already smell the faint smell of disinfectant on her body, mixed with her light and sweet body fragrance, which was very tempting.

"Ayan, why don't you go to the hospital to see me?" An An asked in a low voice.

Lu Yan put his two rough palms on her sides and gestured to stand up. His handsome brown eyes were light and emotionless, "I'm very busy."

busy?

"What are you busy with?" An An's fair and tender eyes were a little red, looking at him and asking.

Lu Yan pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

An An raised her pink fist and hit his broad shoulders. In the eyes of outsiders, she was so beautiful, but she was so soft under this man. Crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she screamed with a suppressed voice. , trembling all over, "Lu Yan, you bastard, you don't even look at me... What if I die? What are you busy with? Is there anything more important than me?"

The muscles under the thin shirt became tense one by one, and he slowly frowned as he saw more and more blood on her left breast.

She beat him, and her wounds kept tearing.

But she didn't care. What she cared about was that he didn't look at her.

Other girls were very afraid of pain, including Tang Moer and Lin Shiyu, but she was not afraid of pain at all. What she was afraid of was... being left behind.

"An'an, stop making trouble!" Lu Yan stretched out his big palm and clasped her two small hands above her head.

An An burst into tears. She looked at him with tearful eyes, choking with grievance and accusation.

Lu Yan's eyes slid down to her little mouth. The beautiful little mouth like a flower kept trembling due to crying, making people want to pick it.

He withdrew his gaze, let go of her little hand, and wanted to get up.

But the girl kept pestering her again.

Lu Yan, a tall and muscular man, stiffened quickly, and she sobbed, "Ayan, I'm sorry, I don't dare to lose my temper with you anymore... Can you kiss me?"

An An fluttered her long eyelashes, which were wet with crystal tears. They were particularly endearing when they trembled.