After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

An Zhen sat on the sofa beside the bed, staring tenderly at Wen Wen who was in coma. That face was like a sleeping angel, exuding a tranquility that could not be disturbed.

He knew clearly that this emotion was unprecedented. My heart was pulled by an invisible force, and I fell into an indescribable contemplation.

An Zhen couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart. He had indeed never felt like this before.

Looking at Wen Wen, his heart seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He tried to sort out his thoughts and figure out what this inexplicable feeling was. However, the harder I tried to think about it, the more distraught I felt.

An Zhen couldn't help but frown, a trace of confusion and confusion flashed in his eyes.

Wenwen and Anya are twin sisters. Their faces are almost identical, which is amazing. However, although they have the same appearance, they each exude completely different temperaments.

The gentle temperament is like the spring breeze blowing on the face, making people feel peaceful and comfortable; while Anya's temperament is like a blazing fire, full of enthusiasm and vitality.

It's just that that was Anya before. Now Anya has experienced a big change. After being imprisoned for many years and losing a leg, Anya now has extremely low self-esteem and is timid.

An Zhen began to reflect on whether he had done something wrong regarding Anya. He had always known that there was a terrible 'devil' living in his heart.

The damage caused to him by his original family was too deep. His identity has been a secret from the beginning, a shame that can only be hidden deep in his heart.

He is an illegitimate child, and this label has been with him since childhood, accompanying his every step. Whenever he tries to integrate into the world, this identity is like an insurmountable wall, blocking him.

However, this world is not fair. He cannot choose his identity or his past. He couldn't do anything to his father, and he couldn't do anything to his brother An Ming, who was born into a noble family.

All he has is endless helplessness and helplessness, and he can only silently endure the unfair treatment given to him by the world.

Therefore, the moment he uncovered the mystery of Anya's life experience, the demon deep in his heart burst out of his cocoon.

He couldn't accept that Anya, who was loved and respected by everyone, was not the biological daughter of the An family.

And he, as the biological son of the An family, has never received the respect and favor he deserves.

The fire of jealousy in his heart burned brightly, burning out the defenses of reason. He began to wonder if it was because he was not good enough that he could not get his father's approval? Is it because he is an illegitimate child that he will never be able to integrate into this family?

However, he was wrong. His plight stems not from himself, but from his heart blinded by jealousy and prejudice. The real answer has always been in front of him, but he has never looked for it.

Suddenly, her gentle eyelashes trembled slightly, "Water -" the word came out of her cherry lips.

This voice pulled An Zhen out of his thoughts, and he immediately stood up and ran to pour water. He knew that the tenderness at this moment must be in need of water.

"Here comes the water -" Before he could finish his words, An Zhen had already handed the kettle to his gentle lips.

His voice was so gentle that he didn't even notice it. His big hands gently held Gentle's shoulders and carefully lifted her up so that she could drink the water comfortably.

The warm water flows down the throat, nourishing the gentle body and mind like the source of life.

An Zhen's eyes never left her. He saw her frowning in pain gradually unfurling, and he knew that she was feeling much better now.

An Zhen patted Gentle's back gently to help her swallow better. His eyes were full of care and concern, and he didn't want her to get hurt at all.

He hoped she would recover soon and become lively and happy again.

Thinking of the reason for Wen Wen's fainting, An Zhen couldn't help but blame himself again. In the past, he had done all kinds of evil things, but he never felt this way.

He once thought that his heart was already as solid as stone, and no crime could touch the waves in his heart. But now, he began to doubt himself. What on earth made him so vulnerable?

The man who once killed people without blinking an eye is now suffering from inner torture.

The tenderness moistened by the water slowly raised her heavy eyelids. She felt that she had slept for a long time. She thought she would be haunted by nightmares and did not fall into any dreams.

But when she saw An Zhen clearly in front of her, she couldn't help but tremble. It turned out that the real world was the real nightmare.

Seeing that Wen Wenwen had woken up, An Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and immediately returned to his cynical and evil demeanor.

"Ms. Wen, wake up. You may need a good rest recently!" An Zhen's tone contained a hint of teasing and unnoticeable concern.

With that said, An Zhen turned around and left the room. The moment he turned his back, he smiled happily. That smile was like that of an innocent child, but Wen Wenwen didn't see all this.

"Don't go - I'm in so much pain. Can you stay and talk to me?" At the same time, Wen Wenwen pulled An Zhen's sleeve again.

An Zhen was stunned. What on earth did this woman want to do? He had not seen the various methods used by various women before, but for the woman in front of him, he seemed to have lost the ability to reject her.

Seeing An Zhen stop, Wen Wen knew that at this moment, he was gradually under her control, and it would only be a matter of time before she could control him.

She silently prayed in her heart that her "seek skin from a tiger" would not be backlashed. But for the safety of her family, she no longer cares so much.

A helpless smile appeared on An Zhen's face. When he turned around, he immediately stopped smiling, looked at Wen Wen, and sighed deeply.

"Miss Wen, are you ordering me? I'll stay with you, but you'd better not play any tricks in front of me."

He said this, but in fact his voice was soft, like the spring breeze blowing on his cheeks.

Wen Wen breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that what she had just done was very risky. However, she had no other choice.

"Do you believe in an afterlife?"

Wen Wen tried to find a topic, feeling that she must understand An Zhen in order to have a chance to get into his heart...

"I don't believe it." An Zhen answered decisively, with a firm light shining in his eyes.

"But if people really have an afterlife, what do you hope you can have?" Wen Wenwen was unwilling to give up and continued to ask.

An Zhen was silent for a moment. He had never thought about this question seriously. He looked at Wen Wen's curious and expectant eyes, and a corner of his heart seemed to be touched.

"If there is an afterlife, I hope I can be born in an ordinary family." There was a hint of sadness in An Zhen's voice.

Wen Wen was stunned. She didn't expect An Zhen's answer to be like this. She thought he would wish to have endless wealth or supreme power. She thought An Zhen's answer would be to hold the power of life and death and let the whole world be his puppet.