Looking for Love and Marriage: Mr. President Forgive Me

It seems that the attraction of the zoo is a little bit bigger than this watch. Sier pushed the watch back to Charlemagne, stood up, and pulled An Tianyu's clothes: "Mom, let's go to the zoo now." Well, I don't want the watch anymore."

An Tianyu hugged her: "Mr. Charmain, let's go first, goodbye."

Charlemagne watched An Tianyu leave surrounded by two or three bodyguards, with a complicated expression on his face.

He felt that An Tianyu's attitude was very strange.

And that child is also very strange. She is very affectionate to herself, and she looks very happy every time she meets her.

Then he remembered the time when he ran into An Tianyu in the cemetery...

Could it be that Liu Ran really gave birth to a child before he died, and this child is very likely to be his own.

It just so happened that the child was adopted by An Tianyu again.

It is also because of this that An Tianyu is particularly afraid of children contacting him.

Charlemagne deduced in this way, with a complicated expression on his face, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of phone numbers.

The call was connected quickly, and he walked to a quieter place: "You should immediately arrange for someone to check where Liu Ran lived, what he did after he came back, whether he really gave birth to a child, and she Have you been in contact with someone, has An Tianyu met her before?"

The other party was obviously a little surprised: "Why do you want to check these? We don't have enough manpower now, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult to check, can we wait a while to check again."

Charlemagne said impatiently: "Other things can be left alone, but this matter must be investigated now, and the results will be given to me in the shortest possible time. I can't wait."

Hearing that his tone was wrong, the other party didn't dare to say anything more: "Alright then, I'll check right away."

Charlemagne hung up the phone and muttered to himself: "If that child really belongs to Liu Ran, then all this would be too ridiculous..."

……

When Qi Tianchen returned to the villa, he felt that something was wrong with An Tianyu. She leaned on the sofa by herself, looking sullen, without saying a word.

He walked over: "what's the matter with you?"

An Tianyu sighed, looked around, the living room was empty, at this time, the child and the nanny should have rested.

She said: "I took Sier to the hospital for a routine examination today, and I met Charmaine when I came back."

Qi Tianchen smiled lightly: "Because you have been worried that the child's identity will be exposed, every time you see him, you will feel flustered and nervous. In fact, it is impossible for him to suspect anything."

An Tianyu shook his head: "However, I went to the cemetery before and saw Charmaine, and he even knew where Liu Ran was buried, and he also told me that Liu Ran seemed to be pregnant when he left him. "

Qi Tianchen was stunned for a moment: "He actually knew about this."

An Tianyu sighed: "And he is very affectionate to the child, I am very worried, is he already suspicious?"

Qi Tianchen seemed to be thinking: "Don't worry, I have already fabricated Si'er's identity before, so he can't find anything easily. All we need to be careful is not to let him get any information about the child. Things, as long as he can't do DNA, he can't prove anything."

An Tianyu was still worried: "However, Charlemagne has many tricks, and we can't hide the child, just in case..."

Qi Tianchen smiled: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I won't let him succeed. From today on, we will dispose of the garbage in the villa by ourselves, and no one is allowed to touch the children. Just do a full body check and you'll be safe."

An Tianyu nodded: "I hope, it's really safe."

Qi Tianchen yawned: "It's getting late, we should go to bed too, stop thinking about it, lest we have another nightmare later."

An Tianyu got up: "It's not that I want to think wildly, but that there are too many messy things recently, which is really a headache."

Qi Tianchen suddenly remembered something: "By the way, have you contacted Qi Sisi recently? When are she and Lu Ziming going to come back? A friend is hosting a reception next week. Let me tell them to attend?"

An Tianyu replied: "Sisi is headstrong and refuses to come back. Lu Ziming can only accompany her. However, if she knows that there is a reception to attend, she may agree to come back. I will call her tomorrow to let her know."

Qi Tianchen nodded: "Don't forget, the reception will be next Wednesday."

……

Charlemagne, who has been receiving treatment recently, rarely asks about the company's affairs, and unless he encounters some major decisions, the assistant will not come to him.

He stayed in his villa most of the time, and occasionally went to a nearby hospital for routine checkups, or went for a walk in a nearby park.

The weather was fine and the sun was shining brightly today. Baker took his long-haired dog and walked around the park with him.

Although it is not a weekend or a holiday, there are many people in the park. You can see retired old people everywhere, or with their grandchildren, or three groups of two chatting and exercising, but it is also very lively.

Baker is a dog maniac. It is said that he has raised more than a dozen expensive and rare dogs in his villa in China.

This time when he came to China, Tete bought a plane ticket for his pet dog and brought him here.

The long-haired dog he carries with him has been with him for several years, and he is almost inseparable from it.

At this moment, Baker looked at his pet dog circling in the grass: "Charlemagne, I think your health is still good, this minor illness can't break you down, but you must be more restrained in your private life in the future, otherwise, It will be too much."

Charlemagne frowned: "Is it that serious?"

Baker smiled and said, "Of course, I'm not scaremongering."

Charlemagne's complexion has indeed recovered a little these days: "How long do you think it will take me to fully recover at the earliest?"

Baker joked: "Is it because I can't get enough satisfaction in that aspect, and I can't hold it anymore?"

Charlemagne frowned: "I'm asking you seriously."

Baker said: "It's hard to say. Judging from your situation, three to five months should be about the same, or a little longer."

Charlemagne sighed: "Three to five months, this time is a bit long enough, the key is the company, I am really worried."

Baker said: "If you want to die, then don't still think about making money. You are not young anymore. Even if you don't have this disease, you should retreat to the second line. How can you refuse to accept your old age?"

Charlemagne said no more.

Baker said again: "It's just your fault that you didn't want a child at the beginning. If you had a successor now, you wouldn't have to work so hard."

Charlemagne remembered Syl because of his words!
Baker didn't pay attention to the strange expression on his face, and continued to chatter: "It's too late to regret it now, and I can't give birth if I want to. It's the same with me. I vowed not to have children at the beginning, and I will regret it when I get old."

Charlemagne sighed: "It's really hard to say in this life, but maybe I may have a child..."

Baker almost wondered if he heard something wrong: "What are you talking about, you have a child, where is it? How old is it? Male or female? I don't know anything."

Charlemagne and him have been friends since childhood, and it can be said that they talk about everything.

Hearing him ask this question, I planned to tell him the whole thing from beginning to end.

However, at this moment, someone behind him suddenly called his name, and it was a familiar female voice: "Charmain?"

Baker couldn't help laughing and said, "It should be your girlfriend, right?"

Charlemagne frowned and said nothing.

Baker said again: "It seems that I should avoid it appropriately, but I want to warn you that you are not allowed to do that kind of thing in this situation. It is very contagious and can easily harm people."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance back. It was that Miss Yang who came here. Although she looked a little haggard, she still looked stunning because of the light makeup on.

Baker laughed again: "I have to admit that you have a good eye. Such a beauty is really pleasing to the eye, but it's a pity that you can only see it and feel it."

Charlemagne's face turned pale: "Didn't you say you wanted to avoid it, so hurry up and leave."

Baker then pulled the dog and prepared to take a detour to leave.

However, Ms. Yang has already approached him at this moment, and she looked at him with strange eyes: "You are Mr. Baker, I have known your name for a long time, and I heard that your medical skills are very superb, especially in the treatment of some... privacy diseases In terms of it, it is very authoritative.”

Baker was a little surprised at how she recognized him. Hearing what she said, he seemed to have guessed something: "Does this lady also have this disease?"

Ms. Yang replied: "Yes, of course this is all thanks to your friends. Recently, I have visited all major hospitals, but they all said that my situation is very pessimistic. I am almost desperate now. , I never expected to be so lucky to meet you today, I wonder if you would like to help me with this."

Baker said: "I'd like to help you, but I'm very busy and don't have that much energy. I suggest you find a reliable hospital for a comprehensive check-up, and then seek a consultation with an expert. The treatment effect should be Not bad."

Miss Yang said: "However, they all said that my survival rate is very low, less than 30.00%, so I have nowhere to go, so I just want to ask you for help. You can't just ignore it."

Baker still refused: "When this disease reaches a certain stage, the survival rate is indeed very low, and there is nothing I can do."

Ms. Yang smiled coldly, and turned to Charlemagne: "Mr. Charlemagne, Mr. Baker is your friend, you should be able to persuade him to help me treat my illness?"

Charlemagne frowned: "Mr. Baker has made it very clear that it's not that he doesn't help, but that he can't help."

Ms. Yang nodded: "If that's the case, I can't force others to be difficult, but I have been considering whether to make the cause of my illness public..."