Lan Qin then turned around and looked. When she saw Wen Zeli, her face turned pale and said, "You... are here?"

The voice murmured, fragile.

Wen Zeli walked in, and there was no emotion in his narrow eyes. He pressed his tongue down on his cheek and glanced at Lan Qin, "Is that better?"

Lan Qin: "Okay."

He nodded and turned to Chen Xuan. The woman had a good mental outlook, much better than last night. He hung his coat at the end of the bed and looked at the kitchen.

The nanny aunt was seen by him and walked two steps forward.

Chen Xuan reached out to pick up her phone and looked through the latest news. She didn't look up and said in a light tone: "You guys go out and talk, I'm going to have breakfast."

This you guys.

It refers to Wen Zeli and Lan Qin.

Wen Zeli pulled the chair's hand and paused.

Lan Qin had a little embarrassment on her face.

Chen Xuan put down her cell phone, took the porridge handed over by her aunt, stirred the spoon slowly, and glanced at the two of them. She said to Lan Qin: "You have to tell him these words, it's useless to tell me."

Wen Zeli sat down instead, put his hands in his pocket, his long legs spread apart, and his eyes were fixed on Chen Xuan.

Lan Qin bit her lower lip and looked at Wen Zeli. After Chen Xuan took a sip of porridge, she also looked at Wen Zeli, with no emotion in her eyes and no turmoil.

Wen Zeli chuckled.

He stood up and took up his coat beside him, "Then I'm going to work."

He put on his coat and curled his fingertips down the collar.

When he walked towards the door, he said to Lan Qin, "You go back to the ward, too."

Lan Qin also stood up subconsciously and followed him with some expectations.

Seeing this, the nanny aunt quickly closed the door while they were out.

Bang.

Isolated two worlds.

After leaving, Wen Zeli's cell phone rang. He took it out and took it up. It was Wen Zexin's call and said on the other end, "Didn't you say that you have a meeting early in the morning? Where did you go?"

“On the road.”

"How long? Tsk, are you lying to me? I just passed by a private hospital in my car. Are you going to see my sister-in-law?"

Wen Ze frowned.

Later, he said, "Where is Wen Yao? Let her come back and see Chen Xuan."

"That girl is in Dongshi today, I'll go." Wen Zexin smiled again on the other end, smiling a little unrecognizable.

Wen Zeli hung up the phone and pressed the elevator. He found that Lan Qin had not returned to the ward yet. He stood not far away and looked at him. Wen Zeli raised his eyebrows and said halfway, "Go back and rest."

Lan Qin heard what he had just called.

The tip of the tongue is sore.

Why do you look at Chen Xuan?

She is in the hospital, too, isn't she?

Later, she thought, too, how could the Wen family come to see her with a condescending reputation?

"Wen Zeli..." She wanted to speak but stopped.

"Chen Xuan...is your opponent."

Her voice was low.

There are too many families in Kyoto, and there are all kinds of couples, but all are exceptional. Almost all couples in marriage are in harmony. It’s okay for older generations to say, but almost all younger generations are like this. Some couples have more of their own games, and all kinds of scandals are even more exciting than scandals in the entertainment industry.

It is more normal for a very small number of marriages that are not married because of love.

Wen Zeli looked at her, smiled, and said, "Yes, she is the opponent."

The elevator happened to come.

He walked in and his cell phone rang again. He took it out and looked at Lan Qin until the elevator door was closed.

Lan Qin held her arm and turned toward the ward.

She did not show weakness at the beginning because she was afraid of belittling herself, but now she can show weakness.

For a woman like Chen Xuan, don’t show weakness. She may not even know how to write about showing weakness.

So, they won't have a future.

"How is it? Do you want to eat more?" asked the nanny aunt, wiping the table.

"No need, it's very full." Chen Xuan pressed his cell phone and pushed the ward door open again. This time it was the nurse and the doctor director who examined Chen Xuan and changed the drip.

"The rash has receded." The director pressed Shen Xuan's shoulder and glanced at it.

Chen Xuan: "Well, it's much more comfortable."

"You should pay attention in the future. This time I discovered it in time. Young Master Wen still understands it well and knows to send you here."

Chen Xuan nodded.

"Um."

"Okay, let's have a rest." The director patted Chen Xuan on the shoulder and turned around and went out with the nurse.

The ward was quiet, Chen Xuan picked up her phone and looked through the email. The company was holding a meeting. Her assistant recorded the meeting and sent it to her.

After the meeting.

Chang Xue called her.

"There is news from Zhong Chu, how can we arrange it here?"

Chen Xuan: "Send all the information to me, I'll arrange it and contact me."

"OK."

After the phone hangs up.

Chen Xuan began to deal with Changsheng's affairs. The current president of Yinhai Private Bank just came to power last year, and she helped him take office. Unexpectedly, in a year, he was going to use the convenience of Changsheng's funding channel with Yinhai to help his former boss launder money. This matter itself is very hidden and has been in progress for a while.

Chen Xuan discovered it late, and the people related to this matter slowly emerged from the surface, all of whom were honest people who could not be seen on weekdays.

But they all sit in a critical position.

In the afternoon, Wen Zexin brought his fiancée Chen Yi to see Chen Xuan. Wen Zexin spoke up with his sister-in-law. Chen Yi and Chen Xuan looked at each other, but they didn't even agree.

When Wen Zexin went to answer the phone, Chen Yi sat beside her and said, "I'm too busy recently and can't even make an appointment with you."

Chen Xuan looked her up and down, and asked, "How is the wedding preparation?"

"Just that way, our family can't speak." Chen Yi glanced at the window, Wen Zexin lowered his head and called, his handsome face often with distant face.

Chen Xuan said lightly: "It's better not to worry about yourself."

Chen Yi: "Yes."

"Where are you, Wen Zeli..." Compared to Chang Xue, Chen Yi and Chen Xuan have a closer relationship, because the family is there. Chen Yi remembers that Chen Xuan has actually paid close attention to the Wen family since a long time ago, and Wen Zeli is naturally also the focus of attention.

Chen Xuan raised her eyebrows and said, "The news is true."

Chen Yi was shocked.

She smoothed her hair, "Sure enough."

Chen Xuan took the fruit plate handed over by the nanny aunt and handed it to Chen Yi, saying, "Let everything go with the flow."

Chen Yi nodded, "Okay."

She picked up a piece of orange, got up and went to Wen Zexin, and handed it to him. Wen Zexin took a look, leaned over and bit it, held it in her mouth, with a smile on her eyebrows.

Chen Yize returns.

Chen Xuan looked at them a few times and moved her gaze away.

They stayed in the hospital for another day. The person who was watching at night was Chen Lin. The brother and sister could occasionally talk about some of the current policies, early the next morning.

Chen Xuan was discharged from the hospital, but she did not go home. After changing clothes in the hospital, she packed up her makeup and went directly to Yinhai Private Bank.

Chang Xue was afraid that she would blow the wind, so she put on a thin coat, which was still a white shirt with an A-line skirt. She put her hands in her pocket. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Wen Zeli sitting on the table, her long legs hanging down, and holding a pen in her hand.

Chen Xuan looked around and walked towards the interview room to prepare.

Because she studied finance herself, the magazine did a good job in finance, and with her connections, many big shots have been on her magazines.

In the studio, she is relatively relaxed.

Listening to the phone call outside, flipping through, and talking, Chen Xuan's eyes fell on the information, and Wen Zeli's face, this photo felt a bit like a sneak shot.

He leaned against the railing, bite the cigar, held the wine glass, lowered his head and smiled, his lips curled up to look bad.

Wide shoulders and long legs.
To be continued...