Sweet Beauty

After that, Han Yuanjun lowered his head and kissed Liang Zixuan's cheek again. "Don't speak anymore. My heart hurts every time I hear your broken voice."

Liang Zixuan pursed her lip, said nothing, and stopped crying. She leaned into Han Yuanjun's arms, and soon she fell asleep.

When Qiao Hongya saw that the two children had reached a stalemate, he was so happy in his heart. "Jun, are we going back to Imperial City now?"

"Yes." Seeing that Liang Zixuan was sleeping soundly, Han Yuanjun lowered his voice. "I'll bring Xiao Xuan to my house. Grandpa Qiao, you go back and tell grandmother not to worry. I'll get the best doctor to look at Xiao Xuan's throat. I won't let her voice be ruined and won't let her dream be destroyed."

Of course, Qiao Hongya was not worried about that. He knew Han Yuanjun would definitely hire the best doctor to treat Liang Zixuan, and from the way Han Yuanjun took care of her, Liang Zixuan would not be home for several days, which gave him a chance to be alone with Luo Yanyun.

"Hee hee ..." Thinking about that, Qiao Hongya couldn't resist rubbing his hands excitedly. "Then I'll leave Zixuan to you. Don't worry about Yanyun, I'll take good care of her."

Noticing that they had already arrived at the airport, Qiao Hongya turned and shook Liang Zixuan's body gently. "Zixuan, we've arrived at the airport. Wake up, we're going back by plane."

Han Yuanjun "shushed" him and whispered, "Grandpa Qiao, you get off the car first. I'll carry her."

Qiao Hongya: "..."

He knew that Han Yuanjun felt bad for Liang Zixuan, but he didn't think Han Yuanjun felt bad to such an extent.

Qiao Hongya got out of the car with a pained face and stood at the door. Originally, he thought it would be inconvenient for Han Yuanjun to keep carrying Liang Zixuan, so he wanted to offer his help. However, Han Yuanjun didn't even give him a chance.

It was good to have a private plane, security was much more convenient. When Han Yuanjun carried Liang Zixuan to the plane, she didn't even wake up, even when he put her on a big chair.

Zeng Zhelan was very jealous and she whispered to Yao Xiu, "If I meet a man like President Han in the future, I will soon marry him."

Yao Xiu looked at her and narrowed his eyes. "You didn't have a boyfriend?"

Zeng Zhelan shook her head. "No."

Afraid that Yao Xiu thought that no one was chasing her, Zeng Zhelan immediately added, "There are a lot of people chasing me, it's just that I haven't had a chance to meet someone as good as President Han to Zixuan."

Yao Xiu nodded understandingly. Suddenly, he laughed wickedly, "What if we become each other partner?"

Zeng Zhelan suddenly noticed something. She turned around and looked at Yao Xiu seriously before hugging the thermos in her hands tightly and quietly said, "Stop joking with me."

An hour later, the plane safely arrived at Imperial City.

The driver, Zou Juan, was already waiting for them at the airport entrance. Han Yuanjun brought Liang Zixuan into the car and ordered Yao Xiu, "Bring Zeng Zhelan and Grandpa Qiao home. I won't go to the company tomorrow. Don't look for me unless it's important!"

"Understood, President Han." Yao Xiu closed the car door respectfully.

Han Yuanjun brought Liang Zixuan back to his own house and it was the golden nest mentioned by Qiao Hongya earlier.

It was indeed a golden nest.

The entire villa was built on the lake and took up 400 sqm of land. Just entering the gate, driving through the garden, and arriving at the parking lot required ten minutes of driving.

After Uncle Yu received Han Yuanjun's call, he had already called the private doctor of the Han Family. Now, the doctor was waiting in the villa with his entire team.

Han Yuanjun carried Liang Zixuan out and walked as fast as he could. When Uncle Yu saw him, he quickly said to the servant next to him, "Quick, open the bedroom door for the Young Master. There's also porridge. You can bring it now."

The doctor and nurses also followed Han Yuanjun to the elevator and hurried upstairs.

Han Yuanjun entered the bedroom without hindrance. After placing Liang Zixuan on the bed carefully, he turned around and said to the doctor, "Zhang Feng, I don't care what method you use. I want her fever to subside in half an hour!"

Zhang Feng was wearing a white coat with glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looks refined and after hearing Han Yuanjun's words, he couldn't help but joke with him. "Is she really your girlfriend? I thought you'd be single for the rest of your life."

Han Yuanjun shot a sharp glance at him. Zhang Feng's scalp went numb and he immediately changed his words. "Okay, no problem. Leave this matter to me!"

He waved to the nurses next to him, and then they all stood around Liang Zixuan, examining her.

Liang Zixuan's head felt heavy. Even though there were so many people by her side, opening her eyelids, pinching her mouth, and examining her tonsils, she actually didn't wake up.

After Zhang Feng finished his inspection, he looked at Han Yuanjun anxiously. "Her tonsil is already like that, do you still want her to sing?"

Han Yuanjun pursed his lips and stood aside without saying a word.

Zhang Feng looked at him and laughed unkindly. He didn't think that the fearless Han Yuanjun would not dare say something wrong.

Zhang Feng immediately became proud of himself. He turned and took a glass of juice, took a sip, and then smiled. "Third brother, as our women, they needed to be taught a lesson. You're usually so strict with us, but you can't deal with your woman? Looks like you still have to learn more from me in this area. Look at my Little Bai; if I were to say go east, she would not dare go west."

Han Yuanjun looked towards the door and asked, "Bai Huiqing, why are you here?"

Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment. Before he could see her, his knees became weak, and he knelt down. "Little Bai, I'm wrong!"

However, just as his knee touched the ground, he raised his head and saw that besides the servants who were entering and exiting, there was no one else at the door.

Zhang Feng got up from the ground angrily and was about to punch Han Yuanjun. "Third Brother, you went too far!"

Han Yuanjun glanced over and saw Zhang Feng's fist hovering in the air. He pushed Zhang Feng's hand away and walked to the bedside. His face looked a little better when he saw Liang Zixuan and only then did his tensed nerves relax a little.

"She's fine, I checked on her. She has a fever and her tonsils are inflamed. Probably because of long-distance traveling and lack of physical strength, so she's asleep now. She won't wake up for now, so don't worry." Zhang Feng walked over and patted Han Yuanjun's shoulder.

Han Yuanjun then asked in a low voice, "What about her voice?"

"Voice?" Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, then patted his chest and guaranteed. "Don't worry! There would be no problem with her voice! She just needs to rest for a few days.. As long as she doesn't say too much, she'll be able to recover quickly."