Lan Zihan stared at Lan Lingshan's phone. On it was a photo of Chu Tiance and Chu Yaohua's secretary. Lan Zihan had met Chu Yaohua's secretary before, and Chu Tiance was wearing the same clothes he wore this morning, which meant that the photo was indeed taken today, but the background was not very clear.

"As for you, Tiance still loves you. At least he repeatedly told me not to let you get hurt."

Lan Zihan sneered. Isn't this hurt enough? Why did he pretend to be happy when he was obviously unhappy? Why

did he never tell her even a little bit when he had so many things in his mind?

He still cared about his identity and status, always had.

"But, Zi Han, Zi Han, I think you are really too selfish. Who is Tian Ce? He is a business genius called by domestic and foreign media. Not long after he took office, he increased the total profit of Di Chu Group by three percentage points. Do you know how much three percentage points of profit of Di Chu Group is? Hundreds of billions."

Lan Lingshan hadn't finished speaking, "You have never considered his feelings. You only think that as long as you are happy, it's okay. You are so selfish. He is born to be a president, but you want him to cook and wash clothes for you every day. So, Tian Ce can't stand it anymore, so he has to resort to this desperate measure."

Lan Zi Han was silent. She didn't say another word, but stared blankly at a certain place on the floor. Her thoughts drifted far away. Thinking of the recent days, she really only thought about herself, but never asked him how he felt.

But even so, he couldn't treat himself in this way! Can't he be honest with himself for once?

Seeing Lan Zihan's distraught look, Lan Lingshan sneered, "Although I know you are very sad now, I still have to tell you that you have kidnapped me, and you will officially start your life as a fugitive tomorrow."

"What? I kidnapped you?" Lan Zihan came back to her senses, "It was obviously you who kidnapped me!"

"At this time, of course whoever holds the initiative has the final say. I say you kidnapped me, and you kidnapped me. As for why, you will know tomorrow." Lan Lingshan winked at the people around her.

A man covered Lan Zihan's mouth with a piece of cloth. The familiar smell was exactly the same as when she was kidnapped. She lost consciousness in a short while.

Hospital

It was dark, and Chu Tiance remembered that he had come here in the morning and had not contacted Lan Zihan yet. Taking advantage of Chu Yaohua's sleep, he walked out of the ICU.

Chu Yaohua's secretary happened to come back.

"Where's my phone?" Chu Tiance asked.

The secretary looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Master, I just went to the group, and I left your phone in the office and forgot to bring it back."

"Then lend me your phone."

The secretary thought about it and handed the phone to Chu Tiance. Chu Tiance remembered Lan Zihan's mobile number and dialed her number very skillfully, but no one answered for a long time. He called several times in a row but no one answered.

However, he did not remember Xiao Keke's mobile phone number, so he returned the phone to the secretary, "Call this number for me later and tell her that my grandfather is critically ill and will not be home tonight. Remember to let me know when the call goes through."

After explaining this, Chu Tiance returned to the intensive care unit.

The secretary sighed and looked at Chu Tiance's mobile phone in his pocket. This is the only way.