Ling Yichen just came up, and before he could speak, a beautiful figure had already pounced on him and hugged him tightly, tears instantly moistening his clothes.

"A Chen..." An Lan choked and shouted softly.

He hugged her tightly with his back, patted her back with one hand, and comforted her softly.

"I'm fine, don't worry, I'm here."

An Lan vented her tears of worry and fear, and cried fiercely, even her body trembled slightly. Ling Yichen could only hold her and comfort her constantly, and her eyebrows were filled with excitement after the disaster.

Feng Yu sat aside, looking at the two of them with deep eyes, with a jealous light flashing in his eyes. He looked at Ling Yichen with dissatisfaction, stood up and wanted to pull An Lan away.

Ling Yichen still protected her. After glanced at Feng Yu, he let go of her, wiped away the tears from her face and said, "Be good, stop crying, your eyes are swollen into walnuts, others are going to laugh at you!"

When An Lan heard this, she remembered Feng Yu being beside her. She glared at Ling Yichen fiercely, pinched his waist and whispered: "I'll settle the score with you later!"

"Everyone listens to you, Lord Queen." Ling Yichen chuckled, helped An Lan stand up, and said with a heartache: "Be careful, your hand is still injured."

Only then did An Lan remember the pain of her arm rubbing against the concrete floor just now. She looked down at her bloody hands, and then she felt the pain.

"It hurts so much."

"I'll take a look..."

Before Ling Yichen finished speaking, An Lan's hand had been caught. Feng Yu lowered his head and frowned at her hand, and said worriedly: "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, no need..." An Lan retreated his hand and stepped back two steps: "I still have to get the urn."

Feng Yu could not refuse this, and Ling Yichen also considered it the same, so the two of them walked towards the urn at the same time, looked at each other and picked up one, and walked back to An Lan.

At this moment, An Lan remembered the culprit today. She looked around but didn't see Xia Ruoqi. She thought that it was because of the chaos just now and no one paid attention to her and she ran away.

She frowned angry and annoyed, and gritted her teeth and said, "Damn it, she ran away!"

"She can't escape..." After saying that, the two men who spoke in unison, glared at each other, then turned their heads and ignored each other.

An Lan was stunned for a moment, looked at Ling Yichen with a bright smile, nodded and said nodded.

"I'm going to the hospital." Feng Yu blocked in front of him, took An Lan's uninjured hand, and walked downstairs.

An Lan couldn't break free, so she could only frown slightly and looked at Ling Yichen. The latter gave her a soothing smile and followed her to walk on the other side of her.

When the three of them went downstairs, they happened to meet Mo Yan who was coming. When he saw the other two, he looked surprised and then walked to Feng Yu and whispered in a low voice.

Taking this opportunity, An Lan approached Ling Yichen and said with some concern and annoyance: "A Chen, he must have heard of it, we..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. You go to the hospital to heal the wound first, don't worry." Ling Yichen sorted out her messy hair and gently printed it on her forehead.

Feng Yu saw this scene, his eyes became a little deeper. He took An Lan's hand and got into the car without saying a word. Ling Yichen glanced at his back, then sat in the passenger seat, and the group drove towards the hospital.

Except for Feng Yu, Ling Yichen and An Lan were both injured, but fortunately they were not seriously injured.

As soon as the two of them had treated their wounds, the police came to ask about what happened today. An Lan slightly changed the incident and said that it was a feud between her and Xia Ruoqi, which led to the other party's revenge.

Until the police left, An Lan did not breathe a sigh of relief, and the more difficult thing was still waiting for her.

After dealing with everything, Feng Yu took An Lan's hand and said with a domineering attitude: "Go back with me."

Ling Yichen stopped him, and said coldly as if he was as deep as water: "I will not allow you to take Lan Xin away!"

"Get out of here, otherwise I'm not polite to you!"

"Let her go, otherwise I'm not polite to you!"

The two were of the same height and had a strong aura. They looked at each other with glaring, their clenched fists were full of cruelty, and they had already wanted to greet each other on the face.

An Lan was afraid that the paparazzi would find out about what happened today, so she chased him to the hospital to take a secret photo, so she blocked the two of them and frowned and said, "It's enough, don't make trouble in public!"

She said, looked at Ling Yichen, and then looked at Feng Yu.

"I'm not feeling well now and just want to go home and rest. I'll send me tomorrow morning... I'll go back to the urn of the two old men, and then talk about other things after they're done."

Feng Yu naturally didn't want to. He finally found An Lan, so there was a reason to let her go easily.

However, An Lan looked at him with a cold and stubborn look. After thinking for a while, he let go unwillingly and said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow, I can wait."
Chapter completed!