After the all-powerful secretary resigned, the aloof CEO fainted from tears

Seeing the rain not stopping, Mo Ran was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

She didn't feel comfortable staying here at all, especially seeing how happy Shen Xian was chatting with Nan Yan, which made her feel panicked.

Although Shen Xian has a good attitude towards herself now, she always feels something is strange.

"You really want to leave?"

Shen Zhixun saw Mo Ran fidgeting.

He simply stood up and took her hand: "Then let's go."

"Zhixun, it's raining so heavily outside and you're injured again. It's better not to leave. It's not good to get caught in the rain."

When Shen Xian saw that he was leaving, she immediately stood up and said, "Don't leave Ranran, stay here. You will live here anyway, so you have to learn to get used to it."

"Even if I get married, I won't live here. I prefer a villa on the mountainside."

Mo Ran rejected her directly. Shen Xian didn't expect her to be so straightforward, and her face looked a little ugly.

Nan Yan was also stunned. She didn't know that Mo Ran's character was so strong.

Just as Shen Xian was about to persuade someone, Mo Ran's cell phone rang.

The call was from Zhang Heng. He wouldn't look for him if he had nothing to do. I'm afraid it was Qi He's business to look for him.

Without hesitation, Mo Ran immediately picked up the phone.

"Hello? Zhang Heng, what's wrong?"

"Mo Ran, where are you? No, Miss Zhong, where are you?"

"Call me Mo Ran."

"Okay, Mo Ran, come to Lan Jue quickly. Qi He is fighting with someone, and many reporters are here!"

Zhang Heng's tone was a little anxious and his words were incoherent, "He bled a lot. I told him to leave but he refused to leave. Those reporters took pictures. Oh my, I don't know what to do. Anyway, come here quickly."

The phone was hung up, and Mo Ran could hear the noise coming from there, as well as the sound of many flashing lights.

"I have to leave, please arrange a car for me."

Mo Ran walked out quickly without explaining to Shen Zhisun.

"Where are you going? I'll take you off."

The man raised his heels and could tell that it was a big deal, otherwise Mo Ran's face wouldn't be so ugly.

"Qi He is fighting with someone, I have to go there."

Mo Ran hurriedly walked out, looking at the heavy rain above his head, without any hesitation, he raised his feet and stepped into the water.

Shen Zhixun pulled her back and said, "Even if he fights, you don't have to be so nervous, right? It's raining so heavily. If you go like this, you will catch a cold."

"He is my artist, I can't ignore him."

"I can send you there, I can help you."

Shen Zhixun pulled her, and the strength on his wrist continued to increase.

It was obvious that he was already angry.

But Mo Ran didn't care so much, threw away his arm, and rushed into the rain curtain.

"I'm sorry Zhixun, I'll tell you when I get back."

Qi He is not only her artist, but also her friend. She can't just ignore her friend's troubles.

Seeing the woman getting into the car under the rain curtain, Shen Zhixun's eyes grew colder.

When Nan Yan came over, Mo Ran was gone.

She raised her head and glanced at Shen Zhixun. His face was very sad, gloomy and a little sad at the same time.

Nan Yan's heart suddenly hurt so much, she frowned, lowered her head and covered her chest, and let out a "hiss".

"Are you OK?"

Hearing her voice, Shen Zhixun came to his senses and lowered his head to support her.

"fine."

The man's hands were cold, and the chill spread directly to Nan Yan.

She could tell that he really liked Mo Ran.

"Zhixun, you're wet."

Shen Zhixun stood in the rain and didn't realize that the wound was already soaked.

Nan Yan quickly pulled him in, "Your wound is not healed yet, so you can't touch the water."

"fine."

Shen Zhixun shook his head, let go of Nan Yan, and walked through the door.

Seeing his drenched appearance, Shen Xian couldn't help but say: "Zhixun, are you crazy? You suffered a gunshot wound because of her, and now you are running out in the rain for her?"

"—"

Shen Zhixun stood there without speaking.

Shen Xian quickly asked Ma Liu to get a towel, "Quickly, wipe it off, then go back to the room and take a shower. Be careful about the wound. Do you understand?"

"It's okay, grandma, I brought a bandage and medicine. I'll go up and change Zhixun later."

Nan Yan was afraid that Shen Xian would be anxious, so she quickly said, "Don't worry."

"Nan Yan, you are so kind, not like that Mo——"

The next words were forcefully suppressed. Shen Xian didn't care about Mo Ran anymore. It didn't matter if she left, Shen Zhixun and Nan Yan could cultivate their relationship properly.

In the bathroom, Shen Zhixun sat in the bathtub and took a bath.

The hot water was only placed at the height of the abdominal muscles, just avoiding the injured part of the chest.

He sat expressionless, his mind filled with Mo Ran's panic and nervous expression after hearing about Qi He's accident.

Why was she so worried about Qi He? What happened when they were in Wucheng?

"Zhixun?"

Nan Yan's voice suddenly appeared behind him, and Shen Zhixun frowned, "Is something wrong?"

"Sorry, grandma asked me to bring you ginger soup."

There was no shelter in the bath. Nan Yan stood behind Shen Zhixun, her cheeks were already red as she approached step by step.

"No need to send it."

When Shen Zhixun spoke, Nan Yan had already stopped. She was actually not that bold.

So he just placed the ginger soup not far from him. If Shen Zhixun went back to get it, it should be easy.

"I put it here, you take it yourself."

"okay, I get it."

Shen Zhixun raised his hand to get the ginger soup. The strong lines of his hand made Nan Yan blush to the back of her ears.

She turned around, her breathing quickening.

For so many years abroad, she has been busy working as a doctor, treating diseases and saving people. She has never been in love, so she rarely has this feeling of rapid heartbeat.

I have to say that Shen Zhixun's figure is really good. Even through the layers of mist, even if she only sees one hand, it is enough to make her blush.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"I'll mix the bandages and medicine for you."

Nan Yan found a seat and sat down, "Zhixun, who are you going to meet today, Mo Ran?"

"Qi He."

Shen Zhixun had no intention of hiding it, "Her artists."

"Is Mo Ran still an agent?"

Nan Yan asked while mixing the medicine: "Is she at Tianma Entertainment? Are there many artists under her?"

"You seem to be interested in her."

Shen Zhixun tilted his head slightly, just enough to see Nan Yan carefully mixing medicine for him.

"I just think she is a very powerful girl."

Nan Yan smiled, "Girls who like Zhixun seem to be great."

"is it?"

"Ah."

Nan Yan thought to herself: "I think I'm great, Zhixun, what do you think?"

Shen Zhixun didn't answer. Nan Yan looked up and found that Shen Zhixun had fallen asleep.

She sighed, mixed the medicine, then quietly closed the door and left the bath.

As soon as she walked out, Shen Xian came over and said, "Nan Yan, grandma asked you, do you like Zhixun?"