After being discharged from the hospital, An Lan was arranged to be escorted by bodyguards in and out. Even if she didn't leave the Feng family, there would be frequent servants to take care of her situation.

Compared with the situation where she was regarded as a transparent person in the past, An Lan had the illusion of being regulated at this time, and even she began to distort her own thoughts. What Feng Yu really wanted to protect was the flesh and blood of the Feng family in her belly, not her.

In this way, An Lan not only did not feel happy and happy because of the improvement of his treatment, but instead became even more dull and unwilling to speak.

The butler came to Young Master Feng's study with a respectful expression.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

"Come in."

Feng Yu whispered a cold-looking voice without raising his head.

The butler entered the study and reported calmly.

"Young Master, everything is ready as you ordered, and the invitations are sent to each house."

Hearing the important matter, Feng Yu raised his head, nodded in a good mood and said in a deep voice.

"It's done well, I understand."

Then he waved his hand and signaled that the butler could leave. The latter understood the meaning and then left the study.

Due to the increasingly strange performance of the young master, sometimes even the housekeeper could not help but wonder if the wife had done something and changed the violent young master in the past.

In the room, An Lan was alone in the room and was sad. She didn't want to be sad, but perhaps because of progesterone, she sighed frequently recently. The strong anxiety made her feel as if she was standing on the edge of a cliff, and she felt comfortable for no moment.

"Dingling."

At this moment, An Lan's cell phone suddenly rang in the bedside table.

An Lan walked over curiously. Few people knew her phone number, and even fewer people called her on their own initiative. How could anyone call her?

With curiosity and suspicion, An Lan got her cell phone and found that the caller was her brother. At this moment, she was sincerely happy and quickly answered the phone.

"Hey? Brother."

"An Lan, how are you doing recently?"

An Zhongjie's concern came.

The moment she heard her brother's voice, An Lan couldn't help but turn red in her eyes. She held back the choking in her heart and said softly.

"I'm fine. Brother, are you and your father okay? How are you doing recently?"

In order not to worry my brother, An Lan tried to calm herself down.

"My father and I are both good... An Lan, it's my brother who is useless and unable to protect you. I asked you to marry that demon Feng Yu. I heard that he is going to hold a banquet. Is he going to torture you again? An Lan If you think you are unhappy, my brother will pick you up immediately."

An Zhongjie's voice became more and more excited. He wanted to take his sister he loved since childhood home immediately, take good care of her, so as not to let her suffer any further harm.

The care from her family made An Lan's tears fall constantly. She wanted to try her best to hide her emotions, but An Lan had to put down the phone to adjust her emotions. She cleared her voice and took a deep breath.

"Brother, you misunderstood. Feng Yu is very nice to me, really."
Chapter completed!