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"Du, du, du … …"

Her phone had been confiscated by Nanfeng Haozhe for a long time, and in this house, it had been a long time since she heard a phone call, the phone in the living room had also been cut off by Nanfeng Haozhe.

This is Nanfeng Haozhe's phone.

Han Yao looked at the name on the phone, and thought of the time Shen Limei came to see her. She suddenly felt a demon in her heart, urging her to press the answer button.

The phone kept ringing. Han Yao covered her phone with her hand, afraid that the nanny outside would hear a sound from her phone. But …

Should he take it or not?

After hesitating for a long time, Han Yao finally couldn't help but press the answer button.

His right hand's fingers gently moved across the screen as he answered the call.

As the phone was placed beside his ear, Han Yao heard Shen Limei's voice from the phone.

"Hao Zhe, how do you plan on dealing with your uncle Zheng? "He came to look for mom again. You better think of a way."

Shen Limei's voice was anxious, upon hearing that it was regarding Zheng Nanjun, she was unable to stop herself from talking, and quickly hung up the phone.

Looks like Nanfeng Haozhe forgot to bring his phone when he goes out today.

"Madam, please have some dinner."

The housemaid's voice sounded from outside the room, Han Yao was afraid that she would come in, so she quickly curled up under the blanket.

did not call again. She probably thought that Nanfeng Haozhe was angry, so she hung up the phone.

Han Yao tried to unlock Nanfeng Haozhe's phone.

Fortunately, Nanfeng Haozhe's phone was not unlocked with his fingerprint, nor was it with his password. It was simply locked with a pattern. Han Yao had seen him use his cell phone before, so she undid it very easily.

Han Yao looked at Shen Limei's phone number …

She was considering whether she should call him back and ask Shen Limei directly, just what did she mean by what happened last time? Also, what was the situation outside?

However, thinking about it...

After all, Shen Limei was Nanfeng Haozhe's mother, would she help her? Even if she didn't like her, she wanted to drive her away. But, Shen Limei was trying to please Nanfeng Haozhe, would she help her?

Han Yao didn't dare guarantee it!

Han Yao then deleted the call record on her phone.

Seeing that, when Nanfeng Haozhe returned, he did not know that Shen Limei had called him.

With that in mind, Han Yao quickly opened up the web page to read the unfilial news that she had received from the media comments from last time.

As a result, he didn't know when to look. When he saw who it was, he was shocked.

It was only then that Han Yao found out …

So it turns out that my grandmother was actually injured? She did not go to see her grandmother, but Nanfeng Haozhe still did not tell her that she was being unfilial?

Also, Han Yao thought of the last time she went to the hospital for a medical examination, but Nanfeng Haozhe had actually done all that he could to stop her from going to see her grandmother. All sorts of excuses to not let her go to the hospital to see her grandma …

Did something really happen to Grandmother?

Han Yao thought, she was extremely worried.

"Creak …"

The sound of a car coming back came from downstairs.

Han Yao was so scared that cold sweat covered her forehead. She had originally wanted to give Yu Shuyuan a call.

But, Nanfeng Haozhe had already returned.

Han Yao was too late.

She quickly deleted the webpage and placed the phone in its original position. Then, she pulled up her blanket and covered herself as she put on the disguise and fell asleep.

"Dong, dong, dong …"

The clatter of leather shoes against wood on the stairs.

Han Yao listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, her palms were covered with sweat.

His back was actually soaked through his pajamas.

"Calm down, calm down, relax …"

"Han Yao, don't be nervous. If you get nervous, you'll expose the filling. "

But the more he thought about it, the more nervous Han Yao became.

"Creak …"

The bedroom door was pushed open.

Her voice was soft, and it was obvious that Nanfeng Haozhe hesitated the moment she stepped into the bedroom.

As the light footsteps approached, Han Yao could feel Nanfeng Haozhe's aura getting closer and closer.

He walked to the bed and rummaged around for a while before finally finding his phone.

Then, he unlocked it and took a look.

Han Yao was so scared that she did not even dare to breathe loudly, her entire being tensed up. She was afraid that Nanfeng Haozhe would notice anything.

Luckily, Nanfeng Haozhe looked at it for a while, sighed, and did not say much, and instead sat down on the side of the bed.

Han Yao sat down and gently lifted the blanket with her big hands.

A wave of hot air blew over.

Only now did Nanfeng Haozhe realize that Han Yao's forehead was covered in sweat, and when he touched her body, his pajamas were completely wet.

Nanfeng Haozhe nervously took off the blanket on Han Yao's body, then whispered into Han Yao's ear. "Wife, what's wrong?"

Han Yao pretended to open his eyes and looked at him, smelling the smell of alcohol on his body.

She simply closed her eyes and ignored him.

"Could it be a fever?"

Han Yao looked at Nanfeng Haozhe, but did not say a word.

Nanfeng Haozhe anxiously shouted to the nanny outside: "Bring the thermometer over, I think Madam has a fever."

Han Yao cursed in her heart. You're the one with a fever, I'll burn you to death.

However, her face was as calm as ever.

The nanny brought the thermometer over, and Nanfeng Haozhe measured Han Yao's body temperature. He then used hot water to wipe Han Yao's body, and after tossing and turning it, he discovered that Han Yao did not have a fever.

"Wife, don't not talk. What happened to you just now? Why are you sweating so much? "

Han Yao sat on the bed and looked at Nanfeng Haozhe.

She was finding it harder and harder to see through this man.

"I just had a nightmare."

"What kind of nightmare is it? You scared the shit out of me. Why didn't you say anything when I came back? "

Han Yao endured the sadness in her heart, opened her dry lips, and explained: "Nothing, I just dreamed that grandmother's sickness was serious."

After he finished speaking, Han Yao's eyes stared straight at Nanfeng Haozhe, hoping to see the slightest change in expression on his face. But, Nanfeng Haozhe's expression did not change.

After a while, she softly said, "Yao'er, stop thinking about it."

"You haven't eaten dinner, have you? Come, get up, have some dinner."

Nanfeng Haozhe had just finished his sentence, and the nanny came in with the food.

Han Yao looked at the food, holding onto her stomach, she was truly hungry, and did not continue acting, opening her stomach wide and eating until it was enough, then patted her stomach, and got up in satisfaction.

After eating and drinking to their heart's content, they could no longer sleep.

Han Yao followed her habit and went to the study room to read a book.

Nanfeng Haozhe then went to his office to take care of business.

When he reached the living room again, he found Han Yao was in a trance reading a book.

"Wife, what are you thinking about? "He's that engrossed?"