Although she hadn't been in contact with the Deng family's eldest young master for long, she was sure that he wouldn't want a ruined flower.
Whatever. As long as he could hide it from the Deng family this time and get married smoothly, he could talk about the future.
Marrying into the Deng family was her mother's dying wish. She could not let her mother down.
Yang Zhihan took the phone and dialed another number.
She quickly tidied herself up, put on some light makeup, and drove to the hospital.
It took her about ten minutes to reach Renhui Hospital from her neighborhood. Including the time she had just wasted, half an hour was just right.
"Miss Yang!" As soon as Yang Zhihan got out of the car, Deng Mingzhe's personal assistant, Bowen, spotted her and waved at her.
"Young Master Deng." Yang Zhihan walked over. Bowen rolled down the window and greeted the person in the car politely.
Deng Mingzhe had his head lowered. He had an ultra-thin laptop on his lap, and his fingers were typing quickly on the keyboard.
Hearing Yang Zhihan's pleasant voice, his fingers paused slightly and he raised his wrist to look at his watch.
"The timing is just right, but I hope you can come earlier next time. Because I don't like waiting for people. You know, every minute and every second of mine is precious.”
He raised his head. His features were handsome and his face was handsome. His face was as perfect as a piece of art from Fu Luo Palace. It was cold and emotionless.
The black suit was so tight that there was not a single wrinkle on it. His body was like a block of ice that emitted a cold air. Every time Yang Zhihan saw Deng Mingzhe, she felt like she was looking at an iceberg.
The man in front of her who was harsh to her or who strived for perfection in everything was her fiancé, the young master of the Deng family.
This was only the third time they had met, and there was no relationship between the two of them.
"I understand." Yang Zhihan nodded, but she was extremely unhappy in her heart. A man could be so harsh in this place. She simply could not imagine her married life.
If it wasn't for the fact that this was her mother's last wish before she died, she would never have married into the Deng family.
Hehe, now she was no longer the arrogant little princess Yang Zhihan. She no longer had the right to choose her own happiness.
Liu Boyu--
Her heart ached at the thought of this name.
Everything could never go back.
"Let's go. I only have 28 minutes and 40 seconds to accompany you for the examination.”While Yang Zhihan was lost in thought, Deng Mingzhe had already put down his laptop and walked out.
Accompany her for a checkup?
Since when did the extremely busy Deng Mingzhe care about these things? He was here to supervise her personally.
After saying that, he had already taken a step forward. Bowen followed closely behind, and Yang Zhihan had no choice but to follow.
Just as the three of them had taken a few steps, a few luxury cars roared past and arrogantly occupied the pedestrian walkway. Their aura was overbearing, and they chased all the pedestrians on it to the side, making everyone afraid to walk.
The car door opened, and bodyguards in black suits alighted from the luxury car. They stood in two well-trained rows and waited for their master.
The red Bugatti Veyron at the front was the most eye-catching among the luxury cars.
A blond foreign man got out of the car first. He was tall and wore a double-breasted black suit and white gloves.
He turned to the back door and opened the door respectfully with his white-gloved hand. He bowed slightly to the person in the car.
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