Chapter 1922
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"When you went back to cook in the morning, a colleague came to visit me. I told them not to come for the rest of the time. I want some peace and quiet," Xu Baohan said tiredly. He moved to the side and lifted the blanket.
An Lan hesitated for a while and couldn't help but doze off. She decisively closed the curtains, took off her coat, and got into the blanket to take an afternoon nap.
Feeling the softness of her body, Xu Baohan smiled. Next time, the two of them must share the same pillow. This bed was still too small.
He didn't fall asleep. He had been lying down for the whole morning, but An Lan fell asleep very quickly. Her sleep was quite orderly.
But Xu Baohan didn't behave and secretly stayed close to her.
She slept until three o 'clock in the afternoon. The nurse came to give Xu Baohan an IV drip. When she woke up, her neck was sore.
Xu Baohan saw it. After the nurse left, he raised his eyebrows and looked at her. "Sleep with me tonight. I have a pillow."
His words instantly made An Lan's heart beat like a drum. She pretended to be calm and brushed her hair behind her ear. "So what if you have a pillow? The quality of the hospital's pillow is only so-so."
Xu Baohan frowned but didn't give up. "I think this pillow is very comfortable. You can try it tonight."
An Lan wanted to laugh. Please, couldn't he find a better excuse to bewitch her?
Xu Baohan thought for a while and continued, "If you're not satisfied with the hospital's pillow, you can try other pillows."
An Lan was puzzled. There were other pillows in the hospital?
Xu Baohan smiled. "My arms, my chest."
"…"
An Lan blushed and rolled her eyes at him. "I think there's nothing wrong with your brain. You can be discharged."
"I'm serious." Xu Baohan looked at her deeply.
An Lan's face was burning. She lowered her head and took out her phone. She mumbled, "Then … I'll try it tonight."
The corners of Xu Baohan's mouth instantly curled up, the joy in his eyes unconcealable.
Actually, there was nothing wrong with being hospitalized.
…
At around seven o 'clock in the evening, after dinner, An Lan was sitting on a chair peeling mangosteens when Su Run came over.
Xu Baohan glanced at him coldly. "Didn't I tell you not to come to see me? If there's a case, you can talk over the phone."
There were always those light bulbs that came to disturb him and An Lan. It was really annoying.
Before Su Run could get close, he felt that he was being ignored. He felt a little wronged. "I'm not here to see you. I'm here to look for lawyer an."
Xu Baohan narrowed his eyes and a dangerous smile appeared on his lips. "Speak properly."
Su Run chuckled. "Leader, I really have something important to do. When I left yesterday, didn't lawyer an ask me to go back to the courthouse to look at the surveillance cameras at the entrance? I really found some clues."
Xu Baohan frowned, but An Lan's eyes lit up. "Who did they meet at the door?"
Su Run handed the phone photo to An Lan, "Lawyer An, you should know this person, right? He Mingqian's assistant."
An Lan also recognized it. Her eyes darkened, and flames rose in her heart. After a long time, she was sure that He Mingqian was behind all of this.
She didn't understand how there could be such trash in the world. For the sake of revenge, he really had no bottom line.
Su Run said, "At first, I didn't know who he was. Later, I checked other surveillance cameras and found out that he walked out of the courthouse building with He Mingqian. Yesterday afternoon, He Mingqian had a lawsuit in the court. The surveillance showed that his assistant chatted with Zhao Gui for a while, and Zhao Gui left alone. About forty minutes later, he climbed over the wall from the courthouse's family building and sneaked up to the top floor. I'm sure that all of this has something to do with He Mingqian."
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