The wealthy family hides their marriage, and the chaebol boss spoils the petite wife

"Her leg was injured. After the last operation, although there is no serious problem, but if she wants to stand up and walk again, she still has to rely on her own willpower." The nurse told An Zihao submissively.

An Zihao couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, and asked coldly, "Why didn't anyone tell me last time?"

"Did you not ask last time?" the nurse whispered.

An iron man like An Zihao was indeed iron-boned, but he didn't know how to answer the nurse's rhetorical question.

Yu Qianqian laughed "puchi" beside her, raised her head, and said with tenderness in her eyes, "Mr. An, stop blaming the doctors and nurses. I heard that I fell from a very high cliff. Those who come down, it’s good to save their lives. As for my legs, don’t worry, they will definitely get better within a week.”

An Zihao was about to get angry, but for some reason, seeing the tenderness in her eyes, he couldn't say anything.

He frowned and said, "You have to recover slowly, and you can't play with your life like this. What if something happens again?"

"Okay, I see. You are sir. I am in your hospital. You have the final say." She smiled gently, her face was full of sunshine and positive energy. An Zihao couldn't help being slightly taken aback when he saw it.

Very beautiful.

It is not the beauty of appearance, but a kind of perseverance from the heart.

An Zihao supported her and sat down on the chair.

Seeing this, the little nurse ran over tactfully.

An Zihao asked her, "I'm not here these few days, so no one makes things difficult for you, right?"

Yu Qianqian shook her head, said with a wry smile, "It's not difficult to say, but every now and then someone does come to ask me something like checking my household registration."

"And then?" An Zihao asked.

"Then? Then I'll tell them that I don't remember anything, you can check it yourself, and tell me if you remember it." Yu Qianqian smiled brightly and charmingly.

An Zihao couldn't help laughing.

Fortunately, although she has amnesia, her personality is still very good.

"However, to be serious, Mr. An, can you tell me some things about me in the past?" Yu Qianqian said very sincerely and seriously.

An Zihao understands that if a person does not know his past, it is a very painful thing.

He told her everything he knew.

When she heard that at the airport, Jun Yucheng almost died because of her, she couldn't help covering her mouth with surprise on her face.

Hearing that she pretended to be An Zihao's girlfriend, and later let An Zihao pretend to be her boyfriend, he couldn't help laughing.

After listening to everything, Yu Qianqian asked An Zihao, "According to your observation, do I really like that 'Mr. Jun Yucheng' you mentioned?"

"That's right, you two love each other deeply." An Zihao nodded and said.

Yu Qianqian shook her head slowly, and couldn't help laughing, her face was bright.

An Zihao didn't understand what she was thinking, so he quickly persuaded her: "Because you were found at the anti-drug scene, so we will investigate you. But don't worry, when this matter is settled, you will You can go back and be with Junyun City."

While speaking, a fallen leaf fell on Qianqian's shoulder.

She gently brushed off the fallen leaves, shook her head with a smile and said, "Although, I don't know what happened between me and Junxuancheng, we two will love each other so much. But think about it, the self at that time, really Are you so stupid?"

"How stupid?" An Zihao couldn't understand.

"Isn't it? Knowing that I'm that man's aunt, I want to fight to the death with his love. Isn't that stupid?" Yu Qianqian shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and said lightly.

An Zihao couldn't help being stunned. Could amnesia really change a person's mind?

After seeing his surprised expression, Yu Qianqian smiled slowly and said: "I think a woman should be self-reliant, instead of relying on a man and becoming a man's attachment. I think, even if I see Jun Yucheng again in the future , and will no longer have half a share of affection for him."

"You...are you telling the truth?" The style of painting changed so quickly that An Zihao couldn't accept it at all.

"Really." Yu Qianqian nodded solemnly.

An Zihao shrugged his shoulders. However, he didn't think he was suitable for things that involved too much superficial feelings.

After all, even though the two hit it off, they are just friends.

At most, they can be regarded as good friends.

He looked up at the sky, smiled and said to Qianqian: "The sun is a little bit high here, why don't I support you and go to the side to practice?"

"Thank you, Mr. An." Yu Qianqian said with a measured smile.

An Zihao supported her and walked to the stone road under the nearby tree.

Yu Qianqian got up on crutches and practiced walking.

Perhaps because of the relatively hard stone path, she walked very carefully and did not fall down several times in a row.

Seeing her as a girl with such perseverance, An Zihao couldn't help but admire her greatly.

When she stood up and walked forward again, halfway through, she let go of the crutch in her hand, and stepped forward with both feet carefully.

After walking a few steps steadily, he staggered and was about to fall on the stone road.

Seeing this, An Zihao quickly rushed forward and hugged her in his arms.

Because the grab was a bit fierce, the two of them fell to the ground neatly together.

An Zihao took the initiative to make Yu Qianqian's human flesh cushion.

His back hurts from the fall.

Yu Qianqian has nothing to do.

"Thank you, Mr. An, are you injured?" Yu Qianqian said apologetically, looking at the man below him.

"It doesn't matter, we men who have been in the army all year round, what's the point of falling?" An Zihao laughed disapprovingly.

Only then did he realize that his body and Yu Qianqian's body were tightly fitted together, and he couldn't help but blush.

Yu Qianqian also realized it, but her legs weren't very sharp and she couldn't use any strength, so she asked An Zihao, "Mr. An, can you help me up?"

"Of course." An Zihao quickly agreed, and frantically picked her up and carried her back to the wheelchair.

"Thank you." Yu Qianqian gave him a very beautiful smile.

For some reason, An Zihao felt an inexplicable panic in his heart.

……

From this day forward, as long as there is no task, An Zihao will come and practice walking with Yu Qianqian.

Sure enough, after two weeks, she was able to walk smoothly like a normal person.

There is nothing serious about her body, but because the investigation on her is not over yet, she cannot leave for the time being.

The hospital beds are tight, and she can't live forever.