The food was relatively simple. After more than an hour, they came out, got in the car, drove for nearly an hour, and arrived at the Military Sub-district General Hospital.

When Sister Lin saw their brother and sister coming, she said happily: "Today, several doctors came to see her grandfather and said he had a great hope of waking up."

After hearing this, the brother and sister's eyes were extremely bright. They all rushed to the bed, took grandpa's hand, and An Yurou said, "Grandpa, I am Xiaorou, your good granddaughter, can you hear it?"

"Grandpa, I am Yanan, your unfilial grandson..." An Yanan's eyes suddenly turned red.

An Yurou glanced at him and said to the sleeping old man An: "Grandpa, my brother is so obedient now. He has started to make money well. Don't worry, our An family will slowly get better and prosper. Also, I will definitely help my brother, grandpa, you have to wake up quickly..."

Visiting the good grandfather, the two walked out of the inpatient department. An Yurou looked at the emergency room with anticipation. That time, Yao Xing came from there.

"What are you looking at?" An Yanan asked.

"Brother, Yao Xing is internship here."

When An Yanan heard this, her body shook slightly, and her brows were raised lightly. An Yurou tilted her head to look at his face, and a trace of doubt surged into her heart. She grabbed his arm, "Brother, tell me, are there any problems with Sister Meier? Why don't you mention her now?"

An Yanan opened her hand and walked towards the parking lot with a gloomy face.

"Brother, has she changed her mind?" An Yurou asked worriedly when she got into the car.

"Xiao Rou, don't mention her in front of me in the future!" An Yanan's face was obviously covered with a layer of indignation, and her tight black eyes revealed an unconcealed sadness.

"elder brother……"

"Okay, I'll take you back to school."

When he arrived at the gate of University G, An Yanan stopped the car and turned around and asked her sister, "Do you want me to accompany you to the dormitory?"

"No need." An Yurou took off her seat belt, then looked at An Yanan and stopped talking. An Yanan smiled and touched her hair, signaling her to return to school to rest quickly.

"Brother, don't you work so hard? Don't work during the day, and work at night?" An Yurou couldn't help it, and she looked at An Yanan sadly.

An Yanan was stunned, Jier smiled, "Who told you that I will work at night?"

"Your manager."

An Yanan twitched the corners of her lips, then scratched her scalp with disguise, and said, "That was some time ago, and now I no longer do that job."

"Brother, don't lie to me."

"No," An Yanan pushed her, with a hint of doting, "Little old lady, you are getting more and more nagging. Go down quickly, I'm going home and take a shower and go to bed."

An Yurou stood at the school gate and watched his silver broken car slowly drive away. She hoped... her brother did not lie to her.

An Yanan did not lie to her, he did not go to the club, but his car drove towards the luxurious Jinyuan, which is known as "the beauty of the golden house"...

Haitian Hotel.

Mu Qingyu sat in the leisure bar on the first floor and read a magazine. When the glass door at the gate opened automatically and a petite girl slowly walked in, he put down the magazine.

An Yurou lowered her head and walked straight to the elevator. Because it was too late, there was no one in front of the elevator. As soon as the door opened, she stepped in...

"Ah!" When she looked up and saw a tall man appearing on the elevator mirror, she was so scared that she shivered. She subconsciously took a step back and just fell into Mu Qingyu's arms.

The elevator was closed, and Mu Qingyu looked down at the pale little woman in his arms, with thin lips curled and his eyes dark, "What? Are you guilty of being a thief?"

An Yurou closed her eyes lightly and calmed down. She pushed him away, pouted and said, "Where are you thieves? You don't have any sound when you walk."

Mu Qingyu raised his wrist, looked at the time, and looked at her coldly, "Didn't you notice that you are late?"

An Yurou went to look at her watch and found that it was only 9:05. She immediately raised her chest again and said with confidence: "I was not late. I walked to the Haitian Hotel at exactly 9:00."

"Wrong, 9:05."

"I didn't." An Yurou suddenly raised her little hand to him, and she looked like a cute little girl.

Not only was Mu Qingyu not angry, he turned his shoulders and wanted her to beat him, but An Yurou immediately lowered her hand. She seemed to realize that this man was not Mu Ziye, but Mu Da Demon.

She is not Mu Yuer when she was seven or eight years old. She is his third-class lover, so what qualifications do she have to act coquettishly with him?

Because of her stopping, a trace of loss slid across the man's face. Similarly, An Yurou, who lowered her head, was also sad.

For a moment, the elevator box was silent, only their shallow breathing, but strangely, the two breaths became more and more rapid. When the elevator reached the fifteenth floor, the two men raised their heads and looked at each other at the same time...

An Yurou looked at his eyes, her heartbeat for some reason. For some reason, since she found that warm light in his eyes a few days ago, she couldn't help but want to detect more...

The eyes are the window of the soul. Perhaps there is a secret of her surprise and shock in the window of the Great Demon Mu?

Mu Qingyu also looked at her eyes. Her eyes were so beautiful, with long and thick eyelashes, and black eyes were shining and clear. There was no dirty, no world, no scheming...

How pure, so pure that I want people to pick it up gently, stare quietly, and take care of it gently.

"Little Fox." He approached her, lifted her chin, and slowly approached her rosy lips.

"Ye..."

Mu Qingyu was suddenly stunned, staring into her eyes, his hands trembled slightly, and the corners of his sexy lips were twitching like a nerve disorder.

"What did you call me?"

Mu Qingyu suddenly asked, An Yurou came back to her senses, her face turned red like Kapok, and she blamed herself in her heart. How could she scream? How could she treat him as Brother Ye?

"Master..."

"Master?" Mu Qingyu's cheeks bulged. He wanted to laugh, but he still didn't laugh. His eyes turned cold and he pinched her chin, "Little fox, who told you to call me Master?"

"Isn't it? Grandpa..." She suddenly became playful.

Grandpa Mu Qingyu's black eyes were dumbfounded, as if he was about to get angry, but when the elevator arrived, An Yurou patted his hand off and quickly got out of the door.

Mu Qingyu looked at her running figure, and a rare gentle smile appeared on her handsome face.

When they returned to the suite, the two of them took a shower and lay on the bed. Mu Qingyu rarely asked her to do so immediately. He turned on the bedside lamp and asked her to show him the book in her schoolbag.

An Yurou got out of bed, flipped around, took out a copy of "International Trade and Finance" for him, then sat next to him, picked up her phone and started playing "Angry Birds".

"Who gave you this phone?" Mu Qingyu asked, looking at the pink phone in her hand.
Chapter completed!