Evil president, forced love

Weng Meiqi looked at An Ran, tears streaming down her face, "It's all because of you, if it wasn't for you, my son wouldn't be lying here."

"Auntie, be sensible, this matter has nothing to do with An Ran." Yan Chenxi hastily explained.

"If she hadn't framed us Tang Jun with others, how could he have been ambushed, how could he have been seriously injured, let alone let the shrapnel enter his head!"

Weng Meiqi almost lost her mind. She stubbornly believed that it was An Ran who caused Tang Jun's current situation.

"Auntie, An Ran was also deceived by Shangguan Lie, and she didn't mean it." Yan Chenxi tried hard to explain.

But Weng Meiqi didn't listen to Yan Chenxi's explanation at all, insisting that all the faults were An Ran's.

"She was fooled, why is my son paying the price!" Weng Meiqi questioned An Ran word by word, "You go! You are not welcome here!"

An Ran stood aside with an unusually indifferent expression, "I won't leave unless Tang Jun wakes up and tells me to leave."

Weng Meiqi's teeth itch with hatred, she raised her hand and wanted to rush towards An Ran, but fortunately Yan Chenxi stopped her.

"Chenxi, get out of the way, I'm going to chase this broom star away today!" Weng Meiqi seemed to be crazy.

"Enough!" The old man stood tremblingly at the door, trembling with anger, and roared at Weng Meiqi, "Don't you think it's not messy enough!"

Weng Meiqi took a look at the old man, cried out with a 'wow', and threw herself to Tang Jun's bed, lying on it and crying loudly.

Her son suddenly became like this, how could she not feel uncomfortable as a mother, she would rather be like her son and be in a coma forever.

The old man looked at Weng Meiqi, and tears flashed in his eyes, "Okay, you can go back and rest first."

"I want to stay with my son." Weng Meiqi raised her head and said with red eyes.

An Ran glanced at the two elders, bowed her head in silence for a while, and then said, "I'll go out first."

Yan Chen hoped that An Ran would go out, so he followed along and caught up with An Ran, "The third master has something for you, come with me to the office."

An Ran gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and followed behind Yan Chenxi.

Arriving at Yan Chenxi's office, Yan Chenxi took out a black notebook from the drawer and handed it to An Ran.

"This is before the operation, the third master said... If he can't come down... let me give you this..." Yan Chenxi said weakly.

An Ran stared at the notebook, and stretched out her hand stiffly, but when her fingers just touched the notebook, she retracted it as if she had been scalded.

"Third Lord gave it to me because he said he couldn't get off the operating table. He is fine now and will wake up soon. You should return it to him." An Ran said deceivingly.

Yan Chenxi looked at An Ran's appearance, sighed, and said truthfully, "An Ran, it has been three days, and the possibility of the third master waking up is not great."

"That is to say, it is still possible for Tang Jun to wake up?! Isn't it?!" An Ran asked stubbornly.

Yan Chenxi was really helpless, and he didn't want to say such cruel words, but it was the truth after all.

"Insignificant...unless..." Yan Chenxi's face flashed with pain.

An Ran seemed to have seen the dawn, and immediately asked, "Unless what?!"

"Unless...a miracle happens..." Yan Chenxi replied in a low voice.