Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Yan An looked at Leng Qinghuai and then at the video of being hung up.

Leng Qinghuai met her gaze, his eyes exceptionally innocent, "What?"

"Nothing." Yan An's mind flashed with Jiang Tian's little expression and her reaction of hanging up the phone immediately, and his face gradually turned red.

She got up from the yoga mat and said, "Uncle, I have something to do. I'll double the rest another day."

She rushed out of the gym and walked into the room while playing the video back.

Leng Qinghuai in the gym breathed a sigh of relief when he saw everyone leave, picked up the tea and drank it, finishing a whole cup without realizing it.

He could hear clearly what was said on the phone just now.

He was just trying to make his presence felt, not to give the girls any wrong ideas.

……

Leng Qinghuai stood in the gym for a while, drank two large cups of tea, and then walked out of the gym.

At this moment in the room, Yan An put his phone on the table and stepped back to show it to them.

"I was just doing sit-ups! Who would do something like that in the gym in broad daylight?"

"Tiantian lied about military intelligence and got excited for nothing." You Jingjing said.

Jiang Ruo's voice was a little cold, "I think it's shock. I'm really afraid that the other one is Leng Yunting."

"Ah——" Jiang Tian didn't hide her disgust at all.

Jiang Ruo looked to the side of Yan An, "But where are you now?"

"Old house." Yan An answered honestly, "Luckily I was the only one who understood immediately, otherwise I can't imagine how awkward it would have been."

Jiang Tian held her face with both hands, her eyes sparkling, "So you are with Mr. Leng."

Three pairs of eyes stared at Yan An, full of anticipation.

?

Yan An slapped his forehead helplessly.

"Have you been watching some melodramatic TV series recently? Don't let your imagination run wild. That's Leng Yunting's uncle, his biological child. Besides, sooner or later..."

You have to leave, get out of the plot, and stay away from right and wrong.

She is not worthy of the Lin family's "favor" and will definitely not stay.

After all, in their eyes, she was dispensable, and if they wanted to bring her back for marriage, they could do so.

If you don’t want to take her back, just leave her outside and pretend you don’t know her.

What's more, Lin Yue's heart disease will be cured in the future, and after she recovers, she will have several children with Leng Yunting.

If she stays, she will have to take care of the child. What will she do?

Her goal after escaping the control of the plot is to save enough money and find a city she likes to live in.

"Morning and evening what?" Jiang Tian asked.

Yan An touched his lips together, and said seriously, suppressing his nausea, "I will marry Yun Ting sooner or later."

On the opposite side, Sanlian was speechless, looking Yan An up and down.

It probably means: Are you okay?

Yan An interrupted with a smile, "I have something to do tomorrow morning. I'll come to see you in the afternoon. How about we go to my rental house for dinner in the evening?"

Jiang Tian: "Okay!"

The three of them agreed, chatted for a while, and then hung up the video.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Yan An didn't find anyone in the restaurant.

Instead, he saw someone moving a barbecue grill into the yard, and Yan An asked Chen Zhi and the others.

The answer was that Chen drove out with only Han Lin and the housekeeper.

"What about my uncle?"

A voice came from behind.

"I'm here."

Yan An turned around and saw Leng Qinghuai tidying up the barbecue grill that had been moved to the yard. "They're out for something tonight, so let's keep dinner simple. How about barbecue?"

Yan An didn't ask what the three of them were going to do.

If I could let her know I would tell her.

Just looking at the plates of marinated meat being served, I felt that eating barbecue was not that easy.

There are also big chicken legs with cuts on them and bright red sauce spread all over them, which looks very appetizing.

"Okay, the barbecue is delicious."

Leng Qinghuai lit the charcoal very skillfully. "Which meat do you want to eat first?"

She poured two glasses of juice into the cups, glanced at the ingredients on the table, and brought the chicken leg over. "This should be difficult to grill, grill it first."

"Okay." Leng Qinghuai took it and grilled two big chicken legs.

After that, it was roasted until it was cooked, and the roasted meat was soon placed on Yan An’s plate.

She baked the potato slices and put them on Leng Qinghuai's plate.

Leng Qinghuai put down the tongs that were stirring the barbecue, picked up some potato chips, tasted them, and nodded. "Delicious. You are really good at grilling vegetables."

Yan An smiled and said, "It's okay. Actually, I think I can grill meat."

"Then try it."

"it is good."

After trying it, I found that the meat she grilled was edible, but it was not as perfect as Leng Qinghuai's.

In order to avoid damaging the ingredients, Yan An continued to grill the vegetables.

When he was almost half full, Yan An finally ate the chicken leg that had been roasted for a while.

Because it was roasted for a long time, the chicken legs were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and they were so delicious that Yan An felt like fireworks were going off in his heart.

Leng Qinghuai was in a good mood as he watched Yan An happily eating meat and drinking fruit wine.

You should eat well.

As Yan An was eating, he felt something was wrong and started to feel dizzy.

"Uncle, something's wrong."

Leng Qinghuai glanced at the fruit wine on the ground. He was only halfway through drinking it, so he shouldn't...

Thinking of something, he looked behind the oven and saw an empty bottle.

"When did you drink it?" Leng Qinghuai asked in surprise.

Yan An chewed the tender chicken thigh and said, "While you were roasting the chicken thigh, I had nothing better to do so I just drank some drinks.

It's delicious. It's juice and has a rose scent."

“…That’s fruit wine.”

"Hmm?" Yan An's cheeks flushed, his eyes were fixed, and there was regret in his watery eyes.

Leng Qinghuai couldn't help laughing, but he politely suppressed his laughter.

"It's okay, fruit wine isn't intoxicating."

"Why would I feel so dizzy if I'm not drunk..."

Yan An started to eat the grilled meat and vegetables and pressed down.

It just didn't ease.

Thinking that Yan An might go back and sleep after getting drunk, Leng Qinghuai didn't let her eat anymore, for fear that she would have indigestion.

He wiped her hands with a wet wipe and led the group back.

Leng Qinghuai walked slowly, waiting for the little girl following him. The little girl walked normally, but a little strangely.

Like...

The little zombies in the movie walked in a very methodical manner.

Well, the same hands and feet.

Yan An returned to his room, washed up, and went to sleep under the covers.

Sleepiness came over her, and disturbing dreams forced their way into her mind.

Everything that happened in her childhood was like a huge pot of potpourri pouring down on her head.

She seemed to have returned to the time when she had no control over herself.

Suddenly, a very pleasant voice came to my ears.

The sound was like the collision of pearls and the trickle of clear spring water, and the Buddhist scriptures slowly calmed her anxious heart.

When he woke up in the morning, Yan An was still savoring the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures.

I haven't come across anything related to this recently...

Could it be that she has a connection with Buddhism and is so gifted?

After breakfast, Yan An hurried out. She and Old Man Tang went to see Tang Xucheng who had not yet woken up, and then returned to the Tang residence.

On the way to Tang's house, Tang Rufeng said, "Someone you know is coming over today."

"Who?"

"Zhao Heqian and his father."

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