Marriage can't wait: Gao Leng and Feng Shao bow down

"Thank you brother." He Mulan's mouth was full of the sweet and greasy aroma of fruit candy, she looked at He Zhaoyuan, her pupils were shining like stars twinkling in the dark night.

He Zhaoyuan rubbed her hair: "Brother Xie, what are you doing? This is what a brother should do."

He Mulan lowered her head, and asked hesitantly, "Did Mom and Dad... have broken off the engagement with Feng's family?"

He Zhaoyuan paused his hands, and then replied calmly: "I have already contacted Feng's family, and Aunt Yuru said that she would bring Feng Anyan over to apologize."

He Mulan frowned: "I don't want to see him, don't let him come."

Seeing that He Mulan was going to blow his hair, He Zhaoyuan quickly said: "Okay, okay, don't let him come, look at you, you have been crying since yesterday, and now your voice is a little hoarse."

He Mulan shook her head: "It's okay, just wait a day or two."

"How can I do that?" He Zhaoyuan said with a stern face, "You have such a nice voice, what if you don't get better after two days, or you have sequelae? After dinner, I'll take you to the hospital to have a look."

"It's okay, isn't the voice of many singers also hoarse?" He Mulan blinked mischievously. She was touched by He Zhaoyuan's concern for her. She felt that this brother He Zhaoyuan was simply an angel sent by God to save her from the fire and water.

"That's a smoky voice, what's your name? A crying voice?" He Zhaoyuan couldn't help but joked after being amused by He Mulan.

"Did you belittle my sister like that?" He Mulan said displeased, "Let me tell you, if I entered the music industry, with this voice, I might be the next champion in singing, the one with my own style !"

Seeing that He Mulan was thinking about joking, He Zhaoyuan also felt better.

"Okay, big singer, let's go to dinner, even a big singer has to see a doctor." He Mulan had no choice but to follow He Zhaoyuan to the restaurant in aggrieved manner.

In the dressing room of the studio.

Xu Hanxuan fanned the fan with her hands, and said impatiently: "It's so hot, why are you so slow, you still can't reach me?"

"Miss Xu, wait a minute, you will be here later." The makeup artist was very busy.

Xu Hanxuan rolled her eyes, but she remembered her mobile phone inappropriately, which made her even more angry, but all these negative emotions were exhausted when she saw the caller ID.

Xu Hanxuan cleared her throat, and answered the phone gently: "Hello, Young Master Gu."

"Where are you?" Gu Chengju asked.

"I'm in..." Looking around, Xu Hanxuan replied, "I'm in the dressing room of the advertisement I'm about to shoot."

"Have you gone to find Feng Anyan?" Gu Chengju, who was more concerned about the progress of the mission, just hummed and asked her about the progress of the mission.

"Not yet." Xu Hanxuan was a little embarrassed, "Gu Shao, you also know that I have a few commercials to shoot recently..."

"Hmph." Gu Chengju snorted coldly: "With me here, aren't those advertising resources available at your fingertips? Now your first task is to complete the things I have told you."

"Yes, Young Master Gu." Xu Hanxuan, who was still arrogant in the dressing room just now, immediately froze.

"When this matter is settled, I'll take you on a trip to other places to relax." Hearing Xu Hanxuan's voice was a little low, Gu Chengju said.

Xu Hanxuan seemed to have gotten some great surprise, and hurriedly asked, "You...are you serious?"

"Of course." Gu Chengju replied coldly, "Okay, let's do it."

"Okay." Xu Hanxuan hung up the phone, her heart jumped for joy, and her complexion looked better.

"Makeup artist, come and put on my makeup. I want to finish the shoot quickly. I'm in a hurry." Xu Hanxuan sat in front of the vanity mirror, and she was smiling expectantly in the mirror, looking forward to the trip that Gu Chengju promised her.

He Mulan got into He Zhaoyuan's car, her black hair was tied into a refreshing ponytail, and in this scorching summer, she wore a sun protection suit and paired it with denim hot pants, looking like a girl who just walked out of school. female college student.

"It feels like yesterday, you were still the little sister who followed me for candy, and in a blink of an eye, you have grown up." He Zhaoyuan sighed and said melancholy.

Looking at the busy street, He Mulan asked curiously: "Why are you so emotional all of a sudden? No matter how old I am, I am still your sister."

"Of course, no matter how old you are or what you become, you are my most beloved sister, so no one can bully you and make you sad." He Zhaoyuan said solemnly, he thought of Feng Anyan again, this person almost turned his back His big taboo made him express anger that he hadn't expressed for a long time.

"Brother, don't worry, I have grown up and can protect myself." He Mulan smiled slyly.

He Zhaoyuan saw her eccentric appearance, but felt a little melancholy in his heart.

He Zhaoyuan drove the car into a tree-lined road. There seemed to be few cars on this road, and the parking space was very empty. He Zhaoyuan found a place at random and stopped the car.

"Get out of the car, we're here." He Zhaoyuan opened the door for He Mulan, and when He Mulan got out of the car, he saw a small, unremarkable clinic. Powerful characters: Jishitang.

"I heard that this clinic treats patients very well." He Zhaoyuan explained to He Mulan. He Mulan just wanted to say that he was making too much of a fuss, but he had already walked into the small door of the clinic first, behind the old wooden counter An elderly doctor was sitting there, concentrating on his calculations.

Seeing someone coming, the doctor looked up and put away his abacus: "This lady looks very haggard."

He asked He Mulan to stretch out his hand, felt his pulse, frowned and said, "Miss, have you encountered any troubles recently?"

He Mulan glanced at He Zhaoyuan, and replied hoarsely, "Yes."

The doctor shook his head, looked at He Zhaoyuan: "This is it."

"I'm his brother, how about my sister?" He Zhaoyuan asked worriedly.

The doctor replied: "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that she's depressed, and I need to take her out to relax."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a pen and wrote a pharmacy in a flying style, and handed it to He Zhaoyuan.

"Isn't it a small problem, do you still need to drink medicine?" He Mulan couldn't help asking.

The doctor smiled: "Little girl, that's not what you said. No matter how small a problem is, if it accumulates over time, it will become a big trouble one day."

He Mulan froze for a moment, no matter how she understood this sentence, each had its own interpretation.

"The doctor is right, Mu Lan, you have to drink the medicine obediently." He Zhaoyuan instructed seriously, then turned around and thanked the doctor kindly.

The two walked out of the small clinic. He Mulan played with the prescription and asked strangely, "Where are we going to get the medicine?"

"It's just ahead, not far away." Turning a corner, He Zhaoyuan's car stopped firmly in front of a pharmacy.

At He Zhaoyuan's insistence, He Mulan was forcibly grabbed another dose of calming medicine. Looking at the large bag of medicinal herbs brought to the car, He Mulan was miserable.