Evil president, forced love

Carl was sitting in front of An Xinru's hospital bed, holding her hands that had experienced many vicissitudes. A person in his 50s had hands wrinkled like tree bark.

At first glance, it looks like the hand of an 80-year-old woman.

He really couldn't imagine what kind of miserable life she had experienced in these years.

"Lie...Shangguan Lie...don't!" An Xinru suddenly opened her eyes, sweat dripping from her face.

She had a terrible dream. In the dream, Shangguan Lie became a murderous demon, standing on top of a tall corpse, laughing ferociously.

Carl immediately squeezed An Xinru's hand, "Xinru, are you awake?"

Seeing Carl, An Xinru seemed to grasp the only life-saving straw, "Carl, save Shangguan Lie, we can't let him go wrong again."

Carl couldn't understand, and thought An Xinru was just having a nightmare, so he comforted, "Okay, it's okay, everything is over."

"Where is Shangguan Lie!" An Xinru asked persistently.

Carl patted the back of her hand, just as if she was thinking about it, "Don't worry, he's in Rome, everything is fine."

"Carl, you let him come back! You let him come back!" An Xinru said with some fear.

Carl got up, sat on the edge of the bed, and took An Xinru into his arms, "Okay, I'll take you to find him tomorrow."

"Find him?" An Xinru reacted belatedly, and pushed Carl away, "Where are we going to find him?!"

"Go to Rome." Carl looked at An Xinru with some puzzlement.

He was fine just now, but now he is acting like he is rejecting people thousands of miles away.

An Xinru shook her head, "I won't go to Rome, you tell Shangguan Lie, if he still recognizes me as my mother, he will come back immediately!"

"Xinru, listen to me, your illness can't go on any longer, I will take you to see the best doctor." Carl tried his best to persuade.

An Xinru sneered twice, then shook her head and looked at Carl, "I know my own body well, so it's useless to see any kind of doctor."

"I don't allow you to say such depressing words!" Carl's eyes were full of pain.

As long as he thinks that An Xinru has only half a year left, his heart will feel like it has been shot by thousands of arrows, and it will be riddled with pain.

"If you really want to help me, please bring Shangguan Lie back." An Xinru lay back on the hospital bed, her expression calm again.

Carl looked at An Xinru's appearance and was helpless. What happened back then, why she was still alive, and he would receive the news of her death.

Back then, it was that old bastard Kane who sent him the news of his death. Could it be that there was something in between...

All these years, he has been against the K-King because of An Xinru's death. In his understanding, it was Kane who caused An Xinru's death.

But now, it seems that there is something else hidden in this.

If An Xinru refuses to speak, then he can only go to Kane...

Rome, K-Klan headquarters.

Jin Feng sat opposite An Ran with an excited face, "Ma'am, I see you again."

"How is Tangmen International now?" An Ran laughed.

Jin Feng usually looks serious, but sometimes he becomes cute, like a child.

"Tangmen International has recovered its previous earnings, and this month, there will be a substantial increase." Jin Feng reported.

An Ran nodded, and handed over a document at hand, "Let's take a look..."

Before An Ran finished speaking, a series of hurried footsteps came from the door.