Chapter 625 Asking her to kill her son
This time, An Luo didn't sleep well, and she had a terrible nightmare.

In the dream, Mrs. Lu pointed a gun at her and asked her to kill her son.

Then Shen Yan rushed to the front and blocked the bullet for her, An Luo cried into tears in a pool of blood.

Then she woke up with fright, panting with cold sweat, subconsciously touched her side, but Gong Chenyan got up early, and she was the only one left in the room.

An Luo reached into his hair, adjusted his emotions for a while, then left the bed and walked to the bathroom.

It's just a dream, it's not real, and it won't be real.

After washing up and leaving the room, she walked directly to He Xun's room, thinking, she won't be here again today, right?
After standing still at the door of the other party, she tapped lightly: "Doctor He? Are you awake yet?"

However, after knocking a dozen times, there was still no response, An Luo frowned.

Not here again?
"Where are you going all day, so busy."

After muttering, An Luo accepted his fate, turned and left, and walked towards the place where the stern man worked.

Not long after, she knocked on the door and entered, only to find that there was no one in the president's office!
what's the situation?
"Miss An, His Royal Highness is going to attend an emergency meeting today and will not be back until the afternoon."

Hearing what the guard said, An Luo frowned.

emergency meeting?No wonder I didn't tell her in advance.

If no one is around, wouldn't she be bored this day?

After saying thank you, An Luo turned and left the office, walking towards the back garden.

Since she was kidnapped last time, the number of guards at the presidential palace has doubled, and no matter where she goes, she can see people.

Suddenly, a guard came towards An Luo and stopped her: "Miss An."

She turned around in surprise and asked, "Hello, what's the matter?"

The other party replied respectfully: "Your Excellency the President wants to see you, let us take you to the hospital."

Hearing this, An Luo's eyes became more wary: "Your Excellency the President?"

As if knowing that she might not believe it, the guard took out his mobile phone, made a call and handed it to her: "You can confirm with the President."

After taking the phone, she was very nervous: "Hi, hello..."

"Miss An, my Shen Yan's father, Gong Haotian. I know you have come to the capital and live in the presidential palace, and I want to see you."

She pursed her lips.

When they were in Xincheng, they had met before, but the attitude of the other party was so strong that An Luo was very surprised by his current politeness.

There was no mistake in the voice, which proved that the person on the phone was really the president. She was silent for a while and replied: "Okay."

Just when An Luo was about to leave the presidential palace, he hid in the dark to help her get out of the palace, and asked worriedly: "The master is not here, Miss An really intends to go there by herself?"

"I was taken away at the Presidential Palace. If something happens, His Excellency the President knows very well how Shen Yanhui will react, so he won't do anything to me."

That's true, but—

An Luo smiled at him: "Thank you Palace, I will protect myself, let alone something happened, aren't you protecting me secretly?"

He wanted to say that when she was in front of the president, she could only face it by herself.

There are vloggers there, and he can't hide them.

"Really going?"

An Luo smiled and nodded: "Well, escaping can't solve any problems, maybe taking this opportunity, I can make His Excellency the President change his mind and agree that I will be with Shen Yan."

Hearing her words, Gong Que stopped talking, silently watched her enter the car, and then drove after her.

Soon, An Luo appeared in the hospital. Looking at her indifferent appearance, the middle-aged man couldn't help but think of...Bo Yunsheng when he was young.

(End of this chapter)

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