The little rose is so sweet and alluring, even the aloof CEO can't resist!

Believe me, you bighead!

Yan Beian rolled his eyes and said, "Fine, fine, then let Uncle continue sleeping."

Xu Chaofeng sensed the perfunctoriness in his words and smiled, saying, "When President Yan wakes up, I will tell him that you called to check on him."

"Thank you, Assistant Xu," Yan Bei'an replied curtly, then added sarcastically, "Speaking of which, how come I didn't know my uncle's alcohol tolerance was so low? He gets so drunk from a business dinner that he can't even answer the phone?"

Xu Chaofeng: "Hehe, I also find it quite strange, but I just can't wake President Yan up, and there's nothing I can do."

Yan Bei'an twirled a pen between his fingers: "Weiwei just called Uncle, right?"

Xu Chaofeng: "Yes, President Yan didn't respond. His phone was on the side, so I answered it for him."

A sly glint flashed in Yan Bei'an's eyes: "As an assistant, can you answer your uncle's calls without your boss's permission? I'll ask him about it another day."

Xu Chaofeng choked for a rare moment.

Yan Beian's words are absolutely correct. Under normal circumstances, he would definitely not answer Yan's call unless Yan gave him instructions.

We can't say he knowingly committed the crime, can we?

But if they deny it, how do they explain the lie that President Yan was "asleep"?

His silence made Yan Beian guess what was going on. He chuckled and suddenly wanted to act profound in front of the other party. He said meaningfully, "Assistant Xu, please tell my uncle that Weiwei may have misunderstood and is very angry. The consequences will be serious. When your uncle wakes up, please tell him to fend for himself."

Xu Chaofeng was slightly taken aback: "What does Young Master Bei'an mean by this? What has Miss Liang misunderstood?"

Yan Bei'an chuckled twice, seemingly casually changing the subject: "Is my uncle's cousin from America here in our Panda Country?"

Xu Chaofeng didn't understand why he suddenly changed the subject, but she still answered, "You mean Miss Lisa? She did come to China. How did you know? Have you met her?"

Yan Bei'an mumbled, "No, I just heard a friend mention a name called Lisa these past few days. I thought my uncle's cousin also had that name, so I just asked her casually. I didn't expect her to actually come."

Xu Chaofeng was not so easily fooled. Lisa was a very common name. There were countless people in the world with that name. Just because she had heard someone mention the name in China, she asked a complete stranger about it, and coincidentally, the person was in China at the time.

But he didn't expose her, and instead asked, "What does this have to do with Miss Liang being angry?"

Yan Bei'an shrugged innocently and said, "It's okay, would it matter if I said it?"

Why did you suddenly change the subject?

Xu Chaofeng pinched the bridge of his nose. It felt like the young master of Bei'an had become a different person. He used to be very polite to him and even asked him for advice on business procedures. Now, however, he spoke like a little fox, and you could easily fall into his trap if you weren't careful.

Yan Bei'an: "I'm hanging up now, bye-bye."

Xu Chaofeng quickly replied, "Yes, Young Master Bei'an."

He was still somewhat confused after hanging up the phone.

He knew that Miss Liang was angry that Mr. Yan wouldn't answer her calls, but Young Master Bei'an said she misunderstood... What did she misunderstand?

Is it a misunderstanding that President Yan cheated on her?

However, although……

Pfft, why does he find that so funny?

President Yan is quite innocent.

When he came out of the bathroom and went to check on Yan Zhixu's condition at the bedside, he saw that Yan had opened his eyes groggily. He quickly stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Yan, you're awake?"

Yan Zhixu slept very restlessly; the pain in his body made his breathing slightly rapid.

Her voice was hoarse as she asked, "Weiwei... has she called again?"

Xu Chaofeng glanced at his phone and saw no missed calls.

"No."

Noticing that Yan Zhixu's saline solution was almost finished, he raised his hand and pressed the nurse call button.

Then he poured water for Yan Zhixu and carefully let him drink a small half cup.

The nurse quickly came over to remove the needle, reminded him to give the patient more water, and then left.

Seeing Yan Zhixu's weak appearance, Xu Chaofeng thought it best not to mention the phone call from Young Master Bei'an. What President Yan needs most right now is rest.

Yan Zhixu closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, then opened them again, looked at Xu Chaofeng, and gave her two instructions—

"The news of the car accident injuries was suppressed."

“If Weiwei calls again, no matter how late it is, you have to wake me up.”

Xu Chaofeng replied softly, "Understood, President Yan. You should get some rest."

Yan Zhixu glanced at him with his dark eyes: "Your injury?"

Xu Chaofeng waved her hand: "It was a slight dislocation, but I've already had it set by an orthopedic specialist. It's nothing serious."

Yan Zhixu said nothing more and soon closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

~

The next morning, Liang Liangwei woke up before the alarm clock rang.

She lay in bed for ages and the alarm clock still hadn't gone off, so she got up to change her clothes and wash up.

The alarm clock rang at 7:30 after everything was set up.

She took her phone, turned off the alarm, and opened WeChat.

Yan Zhixu, whose contact information was pinned to the top, still hasn't sent any messages or made any phone calls.

Yan Beian called her last night and said that Assistant Xu had also told him that Yan Zhixu was drunk and asleep. He reassured her that she would receive his call tomorrow to explain.

Explain what?!

How could someone who usually gets up early to go for a morning run still be asleep at this hour?

She angrily unpinned the WeChat post.

He put away his phone and walked listlessly out of the room toward the stairs.

On the other side of the second-floor staircase was Commander Liang's study. The houses in the military compound were all old and the soundproofing wasn't very good. She could vaguely hear the voices of several people talking inside.

I was a little puzzled. Why were they having a meeting in the study so early in the morning?

“Choosing to return to China under such circumstances requires great determination and courage; his boldness should not be underestimated.”

"Don't you think last night's multi-vehicle collision was suspicious? It didn't seem like a pure accident at all. It wasn't raining or snowing, so how did the roads become slippery?"

"You suspect it is..."

"The higher-ups are conducting a secret investigation. This matter has been kept under wraps, and no one knows about his injury yet."

How badly injured are they?

"Fortunately, they are all bone and muscle injuries, plus a mild concussion, so they are not fatal."

"A stroke of luck amidst misfortune, otherwise... the losses would have been enormous!"

"They've been sent to a military hospital and are under special care. They'll be fine."

……

It seems an important person was in a car accident and hospitalized.

After Liang Liangwei went downstairs, we couldn't hear anything else.

A delicious aroma wafted from the kitchen. She peeked inside and saw Aunt Fang busy checking the heat of the pot.

"Aunt Fang, I'm so hungry, is breakfast ready yet?"

Aunt Fang: "Alright, I've cooked pumpkin porridge, made pancakes, steamed buns, and bought fried dough sticks. Sit down, I'll bring them out right away."

Aunt Fang turned to look at her after she finished speaking, and then exclaimed in surprise, "Weiwei, why do you have such dark circles under your eyes?"

Liang Liangwei subconsciously covered her eyes: "Is it heavy?"

Aunt Fang said with concern, "You don't look well. It's obvious you didn't sleep well last night. Is it because you've been away for too long and can't get used to sleeping when you suddenly come back?"

Liang Liangwei looked away, trying to hide her embarrassment, and said, "Maybe. Which one is better? I'll take it out first."

Aunt Fang handed her the bag of fried dough sticks: "Take this out, I'll take care of the rest."

Liang Liangwei took it and obediently turned and walked towards the dining table.

Aunt Fang quickly brought out the other breakfast items. Liang Liangwei saw that there were quite a lot of food on the table and thought that it was probably prepared for the officers and uncles in the study upstairs.

She immediately got up, took a plate with several kinds of breakfast, and carried the porridge in her other hand, and went upstairs to her room.

I don't want to have dinner with a group of rigid and serious old military officers; it would be too awkward.