However, as soon as he walked out of the office, he saw the head of the secretarial department downstairs, running towards him in a hurry, kicking his breath and saying in a panic: "President, President, it's not good.
Miss Wen suddenly fainted for some unknown reason..."
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When Yang Mufan went to the secretarial department, the office where Wen Xiaorou was located was already crowded with people.
Seeing the arrival of Yang Mufan, the secretary who had been helping Wen Xiaorou with first aid immediately stood up and shouted in a low voice: "President."
Yang Mufan looked straight at Wen Xiaorou, who was still lying on the ground.
The head of the Secretariat Department has been with Yang Mufan for more than a year or two, so he is particularly aware of the intention and thoughts of his glance.
So, he immediately explained: "President, we don't know the reason why Wen Xiaorou fainted, so we don't dare to try to move her at will."
Yang Mufan took off his coat and asked calmly: "Did you call an ambulance?!"
The minister replied: "I have already called for an ambulance, and the ambulance will be here soon..."
The night in late winter is dark and cold, with the cold wind blowing.
Xishangyuan.
Mu Wanqing and Yang Muan huddled on the sofa facing the wide glass window in the lobby on the first floor, staring unblinking at the path Yang Mufan was most accustomed to taking when returning home.
However, they had maintained this posture since seven o'clock in the evening, and by ten o'clock in the evening, they did not even see a ghost, let alone admire Mu Fan.
Yang Muan asked: "Mom, will uncle come back? It's very late now."
Mu Wanqing glanced at her son's slightly raised mouth and knew in her heart that the little thing was already a little unhappy.
So, she comforted her and said: "An'an, since uncle promised you that he will come back, then he will definitely come back. An'an, please wait patiently for a while, okay?! Maybe uncle will be back soon."
"Oh!!!" Yang Mu'an said "Oh" a little sadly and aggrievedly, and then stared out of the window with clear black eyes, at the road that was winding into the distance under the neon lights.
When Sister-in-law De brought the dinner that had been heated three times to the table, she saw Mu Wanqing and Yang Muan still sitting on the sofa waiting for Yang Mufan, and she couldn't help but frown.
After hesitating for a moment, she walked over in small steps and called out warmly: "Miss Mu, you and the young master should finish your dinner first. The eldest master hasn't come back yet. He must have been delayed by something. He might not be back today.
.”
But Mu Wanqing stubbornly shook her head: "Wait a little longer, he said that he would finish his work as soon as possible and then come back to have dinner with An An."
"..." Sister-in-law De seemed to want to say something more, but seeing Mu Wanqing's stubborn look, she just sighed and said nothing more. Instead, she motioned to the maid to bring the dinner into the kitchen to warm it up again.
She didn't understand Yang Mufan too well. If he wanted to come back, he would come back soon, why wait until now.
If you really have to come back so late for dinner, a man like Yang Mufan will definitely not agree.
Since I agreed at that time, if I didn't come back on time for dinner, it was 100% because something happened. And the reason why Mu Wanqing was so persistent was entirely because: even if Yang Mufan ran into trouble and didn't go home for dinner, he would definitely call her.
Call her. But he didn’t, which means he will definitely come back...
