Paper-thin love 1st chairman's secret lover Her family

  The next morning, Yi Yu Yan came down from the second floor.

  "Where are Second Brother and Second Sister-in-law?" Yi Yu Yan looked at the people sitting at the dinner table, obviously missing Yi Shui Han and Gu An Lan.

  "Who knows?" Yi Tianze glanced at his watch and picked up his chopsticks: "I have a meeting in the morning, I won't wait for them, newlyweds are like that, who knows if they'll sleep till noon before getting up?"

  "I seemed to have heard the sound of a car last night," Yi Yu Yan said cautiously: "Since you're sitting here so early, I guess it's Second Brother who drove out?"

  Yi Tianze hadn't had time to speak when he heard the sound of a car door locking outside, turned his head towards the entrance and saw Yi Shuihan walking in with the car key in hand.

  Yi Tianze's face suddenly darkened, and he couldn't help but say: "Last night was your wedding night with An Lan, is it okay to leave her like this?"

  Yi Shui Han was taken aback for a moment, then said lightly: "It's my wedding night, not big brother's wedding night. Who is big brother taking pity on?"

  "Hey, big brother isn't taking sides or anything, but you not coming home on your first night of marriage is a bit off. What if the paparazzi catch wind of it?"

  Yi Shuihan didn't even have time to respond when Yi Xushan, who was sitting in the first position, spoke up: "If it's been photographed, then it's been photographed. Originally, Yi Shuihan only married Gu Anlan out of desperation. At most, the media would just say that his true love is Yu Wei because he went to see her on their wedding night."

  Yi Xiuming's words had just fallen when Gu Anlan came down from the stairs. Yi Yuyan hastily interrupted, saying: "Hehe, Second Aunt is still thinking it's spring because she just returned from Canada not long ago. This outfit of yours is really fresh and beautiful, but in our country, it's already summer now. I'm worried that you'll be hot at noon with this full gear."

  An Lan's face slightly contorted, she originally wanted to quietly slip through the hall and quickly change her shoes to go out, but unexpectedly, her little sister teased her about her outfit on the first day, making it impossible for her to become invisible.

  Shao Hanyan glared at her daughter, rebuking her for speaking out of turn, then called out warmly: "Anlan, come and have some breakfast! We've just sat down."

  "Dad, Mom, big brother, little sister, morning," An Lan greeted the Ye family politely and formally before explaining while walking towards the door: "I won't have breakfast, I have my first class today, probably won't make it."

  "It's not even eight o'clock yet, Tianze and Shuihan also have to go to work, haven't they left yet?" Shaohanyan shouted as she walked to the door where Anlan was: "What's the hurry? Eat something before you go, a day's plan is made in the morning, breakfast is very important."

  "School and company are different, school starts at 8 o'clock, while company starts at 9 o'clock." An Lan explained this sentence and walked out the door, taking her own shoes from the shoe cabinet to change into.

  "Eight o'clock class? If we don't hurry, it'll be too late," Yi Tianze put down the chopsticks in his hand: "I'll send you there, our villa is in the center of the community, and it takes ten minutes to walk to the gate. Moreover, it's especially difficult to hail a taxi here."

  "My own wife will naturally be sent by myself," Yi Shuihan blocked the way out of Yi Tianze, saying lightly: "No need to trouble Big Brother."

  Yi Shuihan finished speaking and didn't wait for Yi Tianze to respond, turning around and walking towards the door. However, he didn't notice the triumphant smile on Yi Tianze's face behind him.

  An Lan had just walked to the gate of Yi's villa when she was caught up by Yi Shuihan, who drove over in the Audi Q7 they got married in yesterday. The window rolled down, and Yi Shuihan's slightly tired face appeared in her line of sight.

  "Get in," his low, slightly hoarse voice came over.

  "I can just hail a taxi myself," she said stiffly, refusing to get into his car and insisting on walking out the door.

  Yi Shuihan gave a signal to the security guard at the door, and the guard who came over intentionally didn't open the door for An Lan. Instead, he kindly advised: "Second Young Master's wife, why don't you just get in Second Young Master's car and leave? It's quite far from here to the entrance of the community."

  An Lan was annoyed, but she could only obediently walk back to Yi Shuihan's car, open the rear door and get in, then slightly close her eyes.

  Yi Shuihan's face sank immediately, and she wanted to lose her temper, but seeing her pale face, she pursed her lips and restarted the car. With a foot on the accelerator, the car shot out like an arrow.

  Luckily, it was Yi Shuihan's car, and luckily he drove like a madman, so An Lan arrived at school just as the bell rang at 8 o'clock.

  She grabbed the teaching materials and the small violin and rushed to the classroom, not knowing if she was walking too fast, just as she reached the door of the classroom, she felt a wave of dizziness, she grasped the door frame with her hand and stopped for a moment before stabilizing.

  Maybe it was because she soaked in cold water for too long last night, so she felt a headache when she got up this morning. However, since she hadn't asked the school for leave beforehand, she still came to class with a headache today.

  The students in the music school were all seventeen or eighteen years old, but when she walked into the classroom wearing a spring outfit that wrapped her up tightly and a silk scarf around her neck, she still scared her classmates.

  This violin teacher, who had returned from abroad, always dressed elegantly, although she never wore makeup, and was never overdressed or trendy, but her attire was always tasteful and elegant.

  The students looked at each other in surprise at her strange dress today, and as soon as their eyes met, they took out the teaching materials, while An Lan had already walked onto the podium and started the content of this lesson.

  At noon, piano teacher Du Xi saw her dressed like this and couldn't help but ask with concern: "An Lan, aren't you hot wrapping yourself up like a zongzi? Many people are wearing short skirts now."

  "Uh, I caught a cold last night and felt chilled all over when I woke up this morning, so I wore more clothes."

  "Are you feeling better from your cold?" Du Xi hastily asked with concern: "Have you bought medicine to take?"

  "Uh-huh, let's go buy some now," An Lan said as she finished the hot water in her cup and stood up to head out the door.

  Other teachers didn't say anything until she walked out of the office: "Her cold is probably not mild, she must have a fever, look at how red her face is."

  The teachers at the art school have always been mostly handsome men and beautiful women, and people in the art world are known for their temperament. In fact, when An Lan first arrived at the art school, several male teachers had a good impression of her, but before they could implement their pursuit plans, Gu Anlan went to participate in the Yi family's marriage selection conference.

  As a result, in the eyes of the male teachers at the art school, Gu Anlan was inevitably considered to be a very vain woman, and even somewhat lowly. Although she played the violin, in her heart, money was more important, so she would attend such parties with the intention of marrying into a wealthy family.

  Especially the later video incident made the teachers of the art school more determined about this point, they discussed behind their backs that Gu Anlan was not only vain but also played tricks and used despicable means.

  Now, An Lan has married Yi Shui Han, but they are all convinced that An Lan's marriage will not last long. A marriage obtained by such means and tactics, first of all, the Yi family will not like her, secondly, Yi Shui Han himself will not treat her as his true wife, after all, Yi Shui Han and Ling Yu Wei have been in love for five years.

  Of course, it was impossible for An Lan to hear the gossip of these teachers from art school, because she had never been in contact with them privately before, and the only one who could chat with her a few words was Du Xi, but Du Xi would not go tell her what the teachers said behind her back.

  Because she had wasted several days before, Anlan's schedule was a bit tight today. She had four classes in the morning and felt dizzy and lost her appetite at noon, but she still gritted her teeth and attended two more classes in the afternoon.

  There are still two classes to attend on the side of the art center. If it were in the past, she would definitely call the art center to ask for leave in such a situation. But because this is the first day after marriage, she promised not to delay again, so she insisted on taking a taxi to rush to the art center.

  It turned out that the consequences of overexertion were very serious, so she had just arrived at the art center and had just walked into the classroom of the interest class. She hadn't even had time to greet her classmates when she suddenly felt dizzy and fell straight down.

  Anlan's fall not only scared the four or so 10-year-old children, but also frightened the leaders and colleagues of the art training center. Everyone was in a flurry, calling 120 after rushing to contact Anlan's family members.

  It wasn't until they were searching for An Lan's emergency contact that they suddenly discovered the number she left was actually her own cell phone number. The art center teacher panicked and quickly flipped through An Lan's phone to find Yi Shui Han's number, because An Lan had gotten married to Yi Shui Han yesterday.

  An Lan's phone only had one contact, Yi Zong. The teacher at the art center thought it was Yi Shui Han's number and quickly dialed it, saying: "Young Master Yi, Gu An Lan fainted at our school and is being rushed to the city hospital..."

  Yi Tianze walked out of the conference room and saw Sun Xing holding his mobile phone, hesitating to speak. He couldn't help but frown and asked, "What's troubling you so much?"

  "Just now, the Art Center called and said that Mrs. Gu An... Second Young Master's wife fainted, asking us to hurry to the Municipal Hospital..."

  "What?" Yi Tianze was shocked, "Didn't that inform Shui Han?"

  "I was just asking... should we inform Second Master?" Sun Xing said, then suddenly remembered something and corrected himself: "Should we give the teacher at the art center Second Master's phone number? I think it would be better if they notified him."

  Yi Tianze hesitated for a moment and said, "No need, you call Chen Nan yourself and let him inform Er Shao, Gu Anlan probably doesn't have He Han's phone number."

  Yi Tianze said after finishing this sentence: "Hurry up and get ready, leave work early, we... should also go to the hospital."

  Sun Xing nodded and quickly took out his mobile phone to call Yi Shuihan's assistant Chen Nan.

  Haimi Mobile CEO's office, Chen Nan received a call from Sun Xing: "What's going on?"

  "Please inform Second Young Master to rest assured, Second Young Master's wife has a high fever of 40 degrees and has been diagnosed with acute pneumonia. Our CEO is currently helping Second Young Master's wife with the hospital admission procedures."

  "Okay, I know, I'll inform the president right away, although... he's still in a meeting."

  Chen Nan finished speaking and directly pushed open the tightly closed conference room door with his phone, only to be met with Yi Shuihan's cold and stern gaze, followed by a low and severe voice: "What is it?"

  "Second Young Master's wife fainted, with a high fever of forty degrees..."

  Yi Shuihan immediately understood, turned his head and said to the high-level officials: "Today's meeting will stop here for now. Everyone go back and carefully analyze today's problems, and submit an effective report to me tomorrow."

  After finishing this sentence, he walked out of the conference room first. Chen Nannan quickly followed up and reported in a low voice beside him: "The phone call was made by Sun Xing, saying that Da Shao has already rushed to the hospital to help Er Shao's wife with the admission procedures..."

  Yi Shuihan's face was gloomy, his wife had fallen ill and fainted, the first family member to be notified was not him, her legitimate husband, but rather Dabozi, if this gets out...

  It wasn't until now that he suddenly remembered, she didn't even have his phone number. Although they got married yesterday and became a real couple, he hadn't given her his cell phone number.

  Municipal Hospital, Ward 1309.

  An Lan, who had just woken up, was pale, but her cheeks were slightly flushed with a peachy hue due to the fever. Perhaps it was because of the medicine that she no longer felt that severe pain in her head at this time.

  Opening his eyes, he looked at Sun Xing standing beside the bed and asked with a hint of surprise: "Sun Zezhang, how did you get here?"

  She was indeed surprised, as Sun Xing was Yi Tianze's assistant, and she was Yi Shuihan's wife. By rights, Sun Xing shouldn't be doing things for Yi Shuihan.

  Sun Xing explained seriously: "The teacher of the Art Center called our CEO's phone, and our CEO would not..."

  Before Sun Xing finished speaking, the hospital room door was pushed open and Yi Tianze had already brought in a basket of fruit. Sun Xing immediately took it over and put it on the bedside cabinet, then knowingly left and closed the hospital room door behind him.

  Yi Tianze sat down on a stool beside the bed and looked at An Lan, who was weak in bed, asking: "What's wrong, did you have a fight with Shui Han last night?"

  An Lan gently shook her head: "No."

  If it's a quarrel, she probably won't be staying in this hospital room today. Between her and him... I guess they don't even have anything to fight about?

  Yi Tianze touched the tip of his tongue to his teeth and let out a gentle breath, saying: "Alright then, I won't disturb your rest. Pneumonia is not something to be taken lightly, everything has been arranged at the hospital, I'll head back first, later, I'll have Zhang Shu send some soup over for you?"

  An Lan raised her head and looked at Yi Tianze: "Young Master?"

  "Call him Big Brother!"

  An Lan licked her dry lips with the tip of her tongue, and her compromising voice was slightly hoarse: "Okay, big brother, can you help me out?"

  Yi Tianze raised an eyebrow and looked at her: "Speak."

  "Can you please not tell my family about me being hospitalized?" An Lan looked at Yi Tianze with a hint of pleading in her eyes.

  Yi Tianze's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Your family members refer to...the Yi family or the Gu family?"

  An Lan suddenly remembered that she had already married into the Yi family, and inexplicably, the people of the Yi family had also become her own family.

  "Just forget it," she replied vaguely. "I don't want a minor cold to disturb everyone and disrupt their peaceful lives."

  Yi Tianze's mouth twitched slightly, with a high fever of 40 degrees and acute pneumonia, requiring hospitalization for treatment. Is this just a minor cold?

  Then he smiled and said, "Alright, I promise you, I won't let your little cold disturb everyone's life. You should rest too, I'll find a nurse to take care of you later, okay? I have to hurry back now."

  An Lan nodded with a smile: "Mm, thank you!"

  Yi Tianze walked out of the ward and ran into Sun Xing, who hastily asked, "Have all the special guards been arranged?"

  Sun Xing pointed to a woman in her thirties beside him and said, "It's all arranged. The head nurse introduced us. This is the model for special care."

  "Yes," said the nurse with a gentle smile: "Don't worry, taking care of patients is my duty, I will do my best to fulfill my responsibilities."

  Yi Tianze nodded and immediately said to Sun Xing: "Let's go, back to the company for overtime!"

  Yi Shuihan had just walked out of the company building when he bumped into Ling Yuwei, who was walking in the opposite direction. Chen Nan immediately went to Yi Shuihan's car to help him start it up.

  "Are you off work early?" Ling Yuwei came over, holding onto Yi Shuihan's arm and said coquettishly: "I thought I'd have to wait for you at your company for another twenty minutes!"

  "Uh, I have something urgent to attend to," Yi Shuihan said quietly, subtly prying open her hand: "You go ahead and take care of your own business, I'm in a hurry to leave."

  "But you promised to accompany me to the musical tonight," Ling Yuwei shouted with a hint of dissatisfaction: "You can't have forgotten again, can you?"

  Yi Shuihan patted his forehead with his hand, looking at her with a hint of apology: "I really did forget, I had a meeting all day today and dealt with several tricky things, next time, next time I'll get Chen Nang to write it down in my notebook."

  Ling Yuwei lightly bit her lip and lowered her eyebrows: "Shui Han, is this... are you intentionally keeping a distance from me?"

  Yi Shuihan slightly massaged his temples, looking a bit annoyed: "Alright, Yu Wei, stop acting like a child. I'm about to leave now, didn't you see Chen Nan helping me start the car?"

  Ling Yuwei suddenly raised her hands and swiftly hung them around Yi Shuihan's neck, tilting up her lovely face and pouting her tender red lips: "Then you kiss me once before I let you go."

  Yi Shui Han held her head and symbolically pecked at her cheek: "Alright, if it goes on like this, I really won't make it."

  Ling Yuwei's hand was still tightly wrapped around his neck, her tender lips actively pressed against Yi Shuihan's thin lips, Yi Shuihan instinctively turned his head to the side, and then her lips landed on the lower part of his ear.

  Ling Yuwei had a hint of discontent, her slender fingers stroking his handsome face as she murmured: "Shuihan, am I not good enough? Is that why you're willing to marry..."

  Yi Shui Han smiled and lowered his head, pinching her cheek with his hand: "Alright, if you don't listen to me again, I really won't care about you anymore."

  Ling Yuwei also knew when to stop, so she lifted her head, pouting and speaking in a coquettish tone: "Then tonight you come over and coax me to sleep... huh?"

  Yi Shui Han directly pulled her hand away from his neck: "Stop messing around, I have a lot of things to do, where would I have that kind of free time?"

  Ling Yuwei whispered, "Shui Han, you don't have any feelings for her, it's just a marriage under pressure. Do you need to pretend to be the good man who returns home every night? Besides, don't you think this is very tiring?"

  Yi Shui Han placed one hand on her shoulder, his dark and profound eyes gazing at her: "Yu Wei, I've told you before, don't interfere with my affairs, whether they're official or private. Otherwise, I'll tell my aunt that China isn't suitable for your development, so why not go back to Canada?"

  Yi Shuihan finished speaking, withdrew his hand from Ling Yuwei's shoulder and turned to walk towards his brand new Audi Q7. He didn't look back at Ling Yuwei who was still standing there.