Chapter 427

The next night, as the president of Dihao group, Feng Yan symbolically took Yu mu'an and his little sister to the barbecue party next night. He introduced his wife and daughter and looked silly at a group of executives.

Feng Yan left quickly with Yu mu'an, met Ouyang and Leng Shaoqing, and went out to eat seafood.

The next day I played again.

Three days later, the autumn tour of Hongfeng mountain came to an end. The joy of this trip is still lingering in my mind, which makes people constantly aftertaste.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Feng Yan and Yu mu'an left the little white house and set out for doctor Meng's clinic for review.

"How do you know if a mental illness like you is good?" On the way, Yu mu'an was a little worried, "I was so flustered when Dr. Meng called you to have a review!"

"Panic what? The worst result is simply to remain the same. " Feng Yan pinched Yu mu'an's face.

"Yes!" Yu mu'an relaxed.

Feng Yan said, "don't worry, it's okay. It's you. You took the bus all the way yesterday and coaxed your little sister half the night. Are you tired? "

Yu mu'an moved his muscles and bones. "You really feel tired when you say this."

Feng Yan pushed Yu mu'an's head and let her lean on her shoulder. His voice was faint, "there's still a way. You have a rest."

Yu mu'an secretly chuckled and felt that this "proud and considerate" made people warm. Without saying anything, he leaned on Feng Yan's shoulder and closed his eyes.

Ding Ling!

After a while, Feng Yan's mobile phone suddenly sent a message.

He took out his mobile phone with one hand, delimited the information page, saw the information, frowned, and replied with his slender fingers: "don't worry."

After replying, Feng Yan showed a funny smile on his face, put the mobile phone back in his pocket, then grabbed Yu mu'an's hand and kissed it on his mouth.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Dr. Meng's office was very quiet.

Feng Yan was still half lying on the couch, closed his eyes and received Dr. Meng's hypnotic treatment.

"Now, open the door in front of you and tell me what you see." Dr. Meng's voice is very calm, like the slowly flowing water of a sweet spring, which makes people calm.

Feng Yan was in a dream and returned to the basement that frightened him.

It was still dark, and the door of the basement was closed.

Feng Yan took one step forward and another, reaching out to reach the door.

He raised his hand with a hint of hesitation.

"Is your ANN in there?" Dr. Meng continued to tempt Feng Yan forward.

Ann.

Hearing the name, Feng Yan was delighted and pushed open the door in front of him without hesitation.

Brush——

After the door opened, Feng Yan couldn't help raising his arm and blocking his eyes.

"Feng Yan, come here! There are butterflies. Come and help me catch butterflies! " Yu mu'an's happy voice sounded on the other side of the door.

Feng Yan put down his arm and looked at the world over there.

Wearing a beautiful skirt, Yu mu'an danced in the beauty of a butterfly chase and looked at him, gentle as water.

Feng Yan was shocked by the scene in front of him. While shouting Yu mu'an's name, he entered the beautiful dream world.

"Tell me what you see." In the office, Dr. Meng couldn't help asking when he saw Feng Yan looking relaxed.

"An an..." Feng Yan answered Dr. Meng's question involuntarily.

Doctor Meng breathed a sigh of relief. This was the only time that Feng Yan didn't wake up from hypnosis.

It seems that things have a perfect ending. It's really... The power of love!

Click——

Yu mu'an waited in the next room for nearly an hour before the door of the room was opened.

"How's it going?" Yu mu'an immediately got up and looked at Feng Yan and doctor Meng who came in one after another. He couldn't help asking.

"I can only say congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Feng." Dr. Meng said with a smile: "the power of love is great, and the treatment idea of attacking poison with poison is also correct."

"Really?!" Yu mu'an couldn't be more surprised. He ran forward two steps excitedly, rushed into Feng Yan's arms and choked: "I knew, I knew..."

Feng Yan patted Yu mu'an's hair, "good, it's okay."

Yu mu'an nodded heavily.

Dr. Meng said, "in the next month, President Feng will come to the clinic once a week and do rehabilitation treatment. There should be no problem. There is no exact limit for mental illness, but there is no need to worry about it. "

"Thank you, Dr. Meng." With tears in his eyes, Yu mu'an thanked Dr. Meng and soon left with Feng Yan.

Just out of the clinic, I saw a line of bodyguards at the gate of the clinic, blocking people's access.

Between the meat walls surrounded by bodyguards, it seems that there are flashing lights and noisy blocking at the door.

Seeing this posture, Yu mu'an asked Feng Yan, "what's the matter?"

"Reporters!" Feng Yan's eyes are the light that understands everything, "it doesn't matter. Let's go our way."

"Are you sure you won't be stopped?" Yu mu'an hesitated, "how did the reporters gather here? What's more, is your identity not well exposed? "

Yu mu'an keeps asking questions, but Feng Yan has brought Yu mu'an to the door.

A group of reporters saw the two people hugging each other out, as if they had caught the prey. They shouted frantically and rushed up. The flash lights kept on and the microphone rushed forward. The problems were thrown one by one.

"Mr. Feng, it's convenient to reveal the identity of the beautiful woman around you?"

"Does Mr. Feng have time for our interview?"

"Beauty, look at the camera here!"

Yu mu'an's pupils dilated and his brain went blank. What？！ What happened?

"Let's go." Feng Yan ignored these reporters and bowed his head to appease Yu mu'an.

He almost held Yu mu'an in his arms and winked at the head of the bodyguard. A group of bodyguards guarded them left and right, opened the way for them, and always took them into the car.

The reporters didn't get the answer they wanted. They still surrounded the car, patted the window and shouted.

Yu mu'an was still in shock and asked Feng Yan, "what's the situation? These reporters... Are they coming for you? "

The car started slowly.

Feng Yan also slowly opened his mouth and said meaningfully: "I guess it's probably for the two of us."

"The two of us?!" Yu mu'an raised his voice and couldn't help looking back. He looked at the reporters from the rear window, "I... what's the matter with me? Why did a reporter come up? "

"Because we both made headlines." Feng Yan's tone was relaxed, "entertainment version."

"What?!" Yu mu'an's voice couldn't help raising another degree. After that, he hurriedly began to pull out his mobile phone.

The headline? These reporters really have nothing to report, right?