Evil president, forced love

"Bang!" A loud noise.

All the servants around ran over, and even Tang Jun, who was walking nearby, was startled.

He originally wanted to go out to meet Ouyang Ting for a drink, but when he thought about tomorrow's bidding case, he gave up the idea.

"It's Madam!"

I don't know which servant exclaimed, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"what happened."

Tang Jun stood on the periphery of the crowd, with his hands in his pockets, and his deep voice was magnetic.

"Third Lord, Madam seems to have hit the wall with her car and passed out."

A servant will report immediately.

"Nonsense!" Tang Jun scolded in a low voice, and walked quickly towards the cab. Sure enough, An Ran was lying on top of the airbag, unconscious, "Damn woman!"

Tang Jun cursed, but his subordinates kept moving. He quickly opened the car door, carried An Ran out, and hurriedly walked towards another car.

The servant hurriedly opened the car door, Tang Jun put An Ran into the back seat of the car, closed the door, stepped into the driver's cab, started the car and drove away.

Only a group of bewildered melon eaters were left behind.

"Third Master, you seem to care about Madam very much!"

"Nonsense, it's still a life anyway."

"But, I've never seen the third master so nervous."

"Madam was only invited to be a nanny because she looks like a young lady. In fact, she is no different from us."

"Come on, didn't you see the nervous expression of the third master just now!"

"Ahem!" The housekeeper coughed a few times from behind, and said with a straight face, "Are you all free?"

The steward's words caused the crowd to disperse, and they didn't have the courage to hit the muzzle of the gun.

Tang Jun drove the car and galloped in his private territory. The distance was 25 kilometers away. According to the normal speed, it would take at least 15 minutes.

But today, it was abruptly shortened by Tang Jun to 5 minutes. The 200-mile car galloped on the road, like an offline arrow, and disappeared after a gust of wind.

When they arrived at Dongcheng District Hospital, Jin Feng had already arranged everything, Tang Jun got out of the car and put An Ran on the push bed, and the brigade followed into the hospital, sealing off the VIP ward on the third floor.

"Third Master, we found out what happened to the reporter during the day, and it was Mayor Zhou who instigated it behind the scenes." Jin Feng stood aside and reported.

Sitting on the chair in the corridor, Tang Jun pursed his lips slightly. It turned out that he had wrongly blamed her.

But even so, she can't make fun of her own life, who is she threatening, is she trying to take revenge on him!

Thinking of this, Tang Jun tugged on his tie irritably, and his temples began to ache again.

"Find someone to keep an eye on Zhou Changming, and monitor his phone and mailbox." Tang Jun ordered coldly.

"Yes, Third Master." Jin Feng replied, and then went down to do things.

Tang Jun leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and meditated. When will this damn headache be cured.

Soon, the doctor walked out of the emergency room and went directly to Tang Jun, "Third Master, this lady just has a slight concussion. If she is fine after one night's observation, she can be discharged from the hospital."

"Understood." Tang Jun responded, got up and left the hospital.

When An Ran woke up, it was already midnight. She looked around and realized that she was in the hospital.

Different from the last time, this time, she was the only one in the ward without the handsome figure reading the newspaper.