After being plotted against by my best friend, I got into trouble with the domineering president

Soon, Anzhen was defeated. He held his gentle hand tightly and pulled her broken into his arms.

Gentle leaned on An Zhen's arms, her heart beating like a drum, making her restless. Close or even negative distance contact did not reduce Wen Rou's fear of An Zhen by half.

With such a terrifying 'demon' beside her, how could she not be afraid?

Her brother Wen Zheng is still lying in the hospital, and the scene of the driver being shot and lying in a pool of blood is still vivid in his mind.

Wen Wen didn't dare to think about it anymore, and then she thought of her father again, and realized that although An Zhen holding her in front of her was cruel, he might be much better than her father.

"The messages you sent me today - are they true?" Gentle asked this question tremblingly.

"Well -" An Zhen replied softly, with a reassuring calmness in his voice.

He took a deep breath, trying to capture more of the scent from his silky hair.

It is a light fragrance, like spring flowers and summer breeze, which is refreshing and refreshing. An Zhen felt that this scent seemed to have a magical power that he couldn't resist.

At this moment, An Zhen felt more at ease than ever before. This feeling transcended the memories of being in his mother's arms as a child.

His eyes were slightly red, and the emotion and emotion were intertwined, making his mood extremely complicated.

Fortunately, it was dark outside now, and the room was even darker, and there were only him and Wen Rou. Otherwise, his thoughts will be easily seen through.

"Where did you get this information?"

Although her gentle heart had long known that most of these information and pictures were true, when this cruel fact was ruthlessly placed in front of her eyes, her heart was still as painful as being cut by a sharp blade.

He smiled slightly, with a bit of arrogance and arrogance in that smile: "Basically, I can get what I want very quickly."

An Zhen's tone was full of confidence and calmness, as if nothing in the world could stop him.

"Although I'm not taken seriously at home," he lowered his head, as if reminiscing about those bitter pasts, "but I have my own advantages and resources by leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade. As long as I want it, I can definitely get it."

An Zhenyan stopped here. He couldn't say the rest, otherwise it would expose the secret of his An Group background.

"Is the 'big tree' you're talking about the An's Group?" Wen Wen said softly, her hot breath spraying on An Zhen's strong chest.

An Zhen was slightly startled, and he raised his lips: "Miss Wen is so smart, it's a pity to treat you like a 'plaything'."

"It's no pity. Shouldn't I feel honored to be the 'plaything' of Mr. An's Group? After all, I am just an ordinary woman, how can I dare to compete with gods?"

He seemed to be mocking himself and teasing An Zhen, his gentle tone was neither salty nor light, full of sarcasm.

"Are you going to sleep? If you don't sleep, then I'll continue -" An Zhen ignored the gentle sarcasm and instead threatened him.

Wen Wen immediately stopped her voice and remained motionless in An Zhen's arms. Just like that, the time came early the next morning.

That night, Wen Wen barely slept a wink. The deep fear and powerlessness prevented her from sleeping peacefully. The pain in her body reminded her of the absurdity of this day all the time.

The most important thing was that she really couldn't sleep with An Zhen by her side. Just like an unsuspecting person falling into a tiger's den, Gentle really can't get rid of that uneasiness and fear.

Not long after she closed her eyes and fell asleep, a certain part of her body burned like a flame. This pain feels strange and familiar at the same time.

Wen Wen raised her eyelids and met An Zhen's hot and blurred gaze. She immediately woke up from her deep sleepiness...

Her body trembled slightly, as if a biting cold wind had blown by, making the air around her freeze.

Her hands tightly covered her abdomen. It was an indescribable pain that penetrated deep into her bones and hurt her heart.

She tried to control her emotions, but the pain was like a sharp blade, cutting through her body and mind.

"Ah -" Wen Rou screamed uncontrollably because of the severe pain, and then her vision went dark and she fainted.

An Zhen stopped what he was doing, stood up quickly, picked up the phone and called his personal doctor.

Soon, Anzhen's private doctors arrived. In view of Wen Rou's condition, a female doctor was responsible for examining her body.

After the female doctor examined Wen Wenwen in detail, she gently cleaned her body and applied medicine. Every movement was full of care and attention.

After finishing all this, she whispered a few words softly to the male doctor who came with her, as if she was communicating the specifics of Wen Rou's condition.

However, when the male doctor who was observing from the side heard what the female doctor said, his face showed a somewhat contemptuous expression.

He looked at An Zhen with a hint of ridicule and disdain in his eyes, as if he was questioning something.

An Zhen didn't notice the male doctor's eyes. His heart was occupied by the tenderness at the moment.

"Master, it's like this-" The male doctor organized his thoughts and seemed to be looking for the right words to express this matter to An Zhen.

"You said-" An Zhen sat on the luxurious sofa with his legs spread and his hands resting on his knees.

There was no expression on his face, as if it had nothing to do with him. However, his heart was already in turmoil.

"My colleague said that this lady may be... ahem... experiencing such a situation for the first time. Her body cannot adapt well and she has some lacerations. In the following days, she will need to do it every day Just check, give medicine, and rest.”

The male doctor seemed a little embarrassed to explain all this, but his professionalism as a doctor forced him to tell the truth about Wen Wen's current situation.

An Zhen's eyes dimmed, and he knew that he was the initiator of all this.

"Okay -" An Zhen said this word coldly, then he closed his eyes and tried to calm the turmoil in his heart.

However, the feeling of self-blame was like a thorn, piercing deeply into his heart and making him unable to let go.

He began to reflect on his behavior, thinking that if he hadn't been so impulsive in the morning, maybe the result would have been different, and maybe Wenwen wouldn't have fainted because of his desire.

An Zhen couldn't help but think of scenes from last night, and at the same time, a gentle face appeared in his mind.

He remembered the way Wen Wen cried last night, and the crystal tears rolled down in those beautiful eyes.

His heart couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain, as if it was being grasped tightly by an invisible hand.

An Zhen admitted that he had had many women. Those beautiful, enchanting, and alluring women were once his prey and his playmates.

However, he had never felt such a tug at his heart, never had he felt such deep pain. This feeling caught him off guard and made him start to doubt his own heart.