Chapter 8 Part2 (2/2)

Until the wheelchair was pushed back to the ward, An Luo didn't speak again.

An Yan was a bit nervous but his brother's expression was still very calm. He didn't know if he was angry. When he thought of the scene of him in a wheelchair being trapped by the reporters, An Yan felt a bit worried.

After a moment of silence, An Yan softly whispered: “Brother, are you angry?”

An Luo raised his head and looked up at him, his eyes swept his chestnut hair to his spotless shoes. After careful examination, An Luo said. : “I didn't expect you to be a star.”

An Yan was stunned, remember his brother's suffered amnesia, he whispered and explained: “I do have a bit of reputation in the entertainment industry. I am afraid that I was recognized by people when I come to the hospital wearing sungla.s.ses.” Suddenly, he lowered his head and clenched his fist. “The results are I was discovered by the paparazzi. The paparazzi are simply all over the place … I am really sorry to bother you.”

An Yan then gently squatted down, holding the handle of the wheelchair and enclosed him in his arms. Looking up at him seriously, “I'm sorry, brother… I promise that this situation will not happen again next time.”

Such movement and expression made An Luo suddenly think of him as a big pet that trying to act coquettishly with the owner after he has done wrong.

If you looked up and started to see a big dog in front of him then An Luo might reach out and touched his head. Unfortunately in front of him was An Yan who pretended to be pitiful. An Luo had to awkwardly move away his line of sight and look away slightly, faintly said “I am not angry, you can get up.”

An Yan immediately showed a handsome smile, he stood up, moved closer to the ear and asked: “Is brother really not angry?”

An Luo nodded stiffly.

Previously he has seen this kind of scene many times, sometimes he felt that it was annoying as they might exaggerated the small news into a big one with groundless but nevertheless sometimes could make use those reporters to exaggerated the news to achieve his goals. .

An Luo leaned toward the window and calmly said: “Anyway things regarding my amnesia will be revealed sooner or later. Instead of letting them guess, it is better to say it through the media now.”

After he said this, his lips suddenly curved, “Those who kidnapped me and hoping for me to die … might be happy to hear this news.”

<script>