After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Howard Hospital.

Heyan?

Looking at the mobile phone number without a note on the caller ID, Joan's eyes were filled with complex expressions including surprise.

She thought he wouldn't call her anymore.

"Miss Joe, I brought you dinner,"

When Xiao Jia entered the door, he saw Qiao An thinking about something while holding the vibrating mobile phone, and something flashed across his eyes.

"it is good,"

Joan's scattered thoughts were pulled back.

"Thank you."

Her voice is gentle and indifferent.

"I'll eat it later, you can just put it on the table."

"Hey,"

Xiao Jia nodded, turned around and went to the table to put away the dishes in his hands, but he didn't leave. Instead, he leaned over and started mopping the floor with the mop beside him.

But his ears paid attention to the movement of Joan.

The phone hung up automatically, but no one answered.

There was no emotion on Heyan's face, but there was a barely noticeable wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that grandma is doomed to be disappointed.

Perhaps, it was not only Mrs. He who was disappointed.

Qiao An held the phone tightly, and when she was about to answer it, she realized that the phone had automatically hung up because of her own delay.

She pursed her lips, but still dialed back.

buzzing.

buzzing.

The sound of the phone vibrating stopped Heyan from walking.

He looked at the number on the caller ID, his dark eyes narrowed slowly, and the corners of his mouth, which had been tightly pursed just now, slightly raised.

"An'an—"

The man's smiling voice rang from the phone, slowly brewing in Joan's ear, it was indescribably sweet.

I don't know if it was because of an accident that was almost life-threatening, or something else, Qiao An suddenly felt an inexplicable sourness and fragility in his heart.

"Um,"

She lowered her voice, trying to sound her usual tone.

"I'm here, what's the matter?"

"Grandma is in the manor, and her old man wants to invite you to have a meal together,"

He Yan's thin lips parted slightly, and he slowly repeated the old lady He's words to Qiao An.

"I'll pick you up now if you have time,"

He paused, his voice still steady and gentle.

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't have time."

Grandma He?

Since the V letter with Grandma He, her old man always sends some caring messages to take care of her from time to time.

Those elders' exhortations made her feel very warm.

If I don't go, Grandma He will definitely be very disappointed.

Joan couldn't say anything if he refused.

Seeing that Qiao An didn't answer, a faint smile flashed across He Yan's eyes.

"It's okay, I'll find a way to explain to grandma, don't have a psychological burden."

Heyan's gentle attitude made Joan even more soft-hearted and sorry.

"I'll go."

Just for dinner.

Bring a hat yourself, the wound on the head should not be found.

Hearing this, Xiao Jia suddenly stopped mopping the floor.

She's going to He's house?

There was a change in plans, which upset her.

He Yan on the other end of the phone stopped lighting his cigarette, and a smile appeared in his dark eyes.

"Okay, I'll pick you up at home now."

"Need not,"

Joan quickly refused.

"I'm with my friends now, not at home. I'll just take a taxi there later."

"An'an—"

He Yan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Joan.

"That's it, I'm going to prepare now, see you later."

As soon as the voice fell, he hung up the phone directly.

"see you later,"

He Yan curled his lips, the chill that had condensed between his brows and eyes for several days had disappeared.

The lights in the manor also had a look in his eyes.

Joan got up from the hospital bed and began to put on her clothes. She still couldn't avoid the pain with her gestures, and she frowned.

"Miss Qiao, let me help you."

"Thank you, but no, I can do it myself,"

Joan looked at Xiao Jia and smiled.

"I need to go out for a while. You have been busy for a day, and you just take advantage of this time to take a good rest."

Silly.

Xiao Jia looked at the pair of bright eyes without any impurities in front of him, and his eyes flashed with unbearable.

But it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

Qiao An didn't want to keep Mrs. He waiting for a long time, so she walked to the bathroom without saying anything to Xiao Jia.

The moment the bathroom door closed, little Jia Chunliang's face turned cold and stern, and he walked out.

If the plan changes, she must notify her husband immediately.

Huo Jingxun listened to Xiao Jia's words, and a dark and unpredictable shadow was cast on his handsome face.

"You can't let her go to He's house, plan ahead."

He looked at the lights of Wanjia downstairs, took out a cigar from his body, put it between his lips, lit it with a lighter, and the blue-white flame slowly tore away the gentle mask, leaving only indescribable shadows and dangers .

An'an, I have no choice but to do so.

If you want to blame, blame Xiaowan.

Who made her behave badly.

Twenty minutes later, Joan, wearing a gray hooded sweater and a black peaked cap, came out of the hospital.

She looked at the taxis parked at the door, randomly found one and got in.

To be on the safe side, of course.

She sent the taxi's license plate number and the driver's information in the car to Sister Man.