"Grandma Yan..." Feng Yanyan was a bit embarrassed.
"Come on, it's windy outside. Come inside with me, the dinner is all prepared and we've been waiting for you," said the elderly Mrs. Yan, pulling Feng Yanyan towards the villa, not allowing for any refusal.
Yan Nansheng smiled and walked up to the car window, tapping it twice with his long fingers.
"President," Zhong Chu hurriedly lowered the window, a flattering smile on his face.
"Zhong Chu, get out of the car," ordered Yan Nansheng, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, President!"
Zhong Chu's heart filled with emotion, thinking how generous the president was to invite him in for dinner despite the cold weather.
But just when he got out of the car excitedly...
"Leave the car, take a taxi back."
After saying that, Yan Nansheng turned and walked into the villa, leaving Zhong Chu disheveled and standing in the cold wind.
Meanwhile, at the VIP ward of the People's Hospital.
