Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Yan An picked up the scrambled egg the size of a fingernail with chopsticks in the most elegant manner and put it into his mouth.

In the Lin family, elegance means less clamping and perfection.

Even with just a small bite, the taste buds are still filled with complex flavors such as sweet, sour and spicy.

Yan An analyzed it briefly and concluded that Lin Yue probably mistook MSG for salt and sugar for MSG.

Under everyone's expectant gaze, Yan An gave a very high evaluation.

“This is a very innovative dish, full of innovation and boldness.”

"Sister." Lin Yue looked very touched, with a smile on her face, and she couldn't hide the pride in her eyes when she looked at Yan An.

After all, she knew that what she cooked was not tasty.

But the whole family, including Yan An, had to coax her and say that it was delicious.

She likes this feeling.

The others breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yan An with a friendly face.

Yan An suddenly stood up and picked up the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Leng Yunting looked at Yan An warily, "What are you going to do?"

Yan An gave him a reproachful look and said, "Don't shout while eating."

"I'll share some of these delicious scrambled eggs with you. The rest are all mine."

She shared the "delicious" food with several people with a painful look on her face.

There was at least half a bowl of shit-yellow scrambled eggs with tomatoes in everyone’s bowl, including Lin Yue’s own.

There was only a small spoonful at most left on the plate.

Yan An sat back in his seat and put the small spoonful into his own bowl. When he looked up, he saw several people looking at the contents of their bowls with difficulty.

Lin Yue pouted, "Is it that the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that I made are not tasty at all?"

Yan An took another bite as an example, "Of course, it's delicious."

Ji Qian coughed and said, "An An, if you like to eat, I can give you some from mom's bowl too."

Yan An avoided the bowl she brought over and said, "I'm not such a selfish person. How can I let my mother not eat the food cooked by my sister?"

"Tsk--" Leng Yunting smiled wryly.

Yan An looked at him and smiled sweetly, "Yun Ting, eat more."

Leng Yunting, "..."

Under Lin Yue's pitiful and self-doubting gaze, Leng Yunting had to take a big bite.

Then I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

He only took a small bite when it was just out of the pot.

This big mouthful is simply...

Lin's father and mother had no choice but to eat a bite, and then picked up other dishes to suppress the complex taste.

Those who drink drink, and those who drink beverages drink beverages.

Yan An picked up a lot of dishes, covering up the already small spoonful of unknown substance. The meal was quite good.

The four people who had eaten half a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes didn't look very good, and looked like they were about to vomit.

Dinner was finally over. While they were all making excuses to vomit, Yan An brought a few plates of barely eaten dishes from the kitchen and put them into soup bowls to make rice bowls.

I took a few more bottles of juice and put them in my pajamas pocket.

She was carrying a bowl and was about to go upstairs when she met Leng Yunting at the stairs.

Leng Yunting frowned when he saw her, and looked at the big bowl of rice in Yan An's hand with suspicion.

"What are you doing?"

"Go upstairs."

"I mean, what are you doing serving food?"

Yan An looked at him questioningly, "Yun Ting, have you drunk too much? Of course you're eating the food, as a midnight snack."

Leng Yunting's expression changed, "...Did you do this on purpose today?"

Yan An, "What did you say on purpose?"

"Speak softly." Leng Yunting glanced upstairs and took Yan An's arm. "Let's go to your room and talk."

Yan An glanced at him and raised his voice, "Yun Ting, you want to go to my room?"

"Yan'an!" Leng Yunting gave her a warning look and tried to pull Yan'an again.

Yan An couldn't stand it any longer and kicked him on the leg.

Leng Yunting staggered and almost fell on the stairs.

He held onto the handrail to steady himself, and when he raised his head to get angry, Yan An had already gone upstairs.

He hurriedly chased after him, but Yan An had already slammed the door shut and locked it from the inside.

Leng Yunting stood at the door and shouted like a thief: "Yan An, you actually kicked me, what are you crazy about!"

Yan An didn't want to pay attention to him and put the food on the small table.

Tang Xucheng was there, bending his legs. He asked worriedly, "An An, what's wrong?"

Yan An didn't expect that he didn't want others to know that he had quarreled with Mr. Tang, but he dared to speak so loudly.

After all, Leng Yunting is right outside the door...

She looked at Tang Xucheng blankly.

Tang Xucheng seemed to have just realized what was happening and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, An An, I won't cause you any trouble, I hope. He has such a bad temper, he won't come in and beat me up, will he?"

Yan An, “…”

Leng Yunting's puzzled voice came from outside the door, "Yan An, who's in there?"

Yan An, “…”

Tang Xucheng walked over to Yan An and whispered in her ear, "Do you need me to hide for a while?"

Yan An's ears itched, so he turned his head away. "If you want to hide, hide. If you don't want to hide, don't hide."

It depends on whether Tang Xucheng wants to spread the news that he had a quarrel with his grandfather on New Year's Eve and was kicked out of the house.

If he dares to face it, he will show up. If he doesn't dare to face it, he can only...

Yan An pointed out several places where he could hide.

Wardrobe, bathroom, cloakroom.

Tang Xucheng showed a nervous look again, "If I don't hide, will he take his anger out on you if he sees me?"

Yan An looked back at him, "Probably not, as long as you explain the reason."

Tang Xucheng felt like he was flirting with a blind man, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Then I'd better hide for a while."

She was not afraid of Leng Yunting's misunderstanding at all.

Her thoughts about him might be so positive that they might turn evil...

The person outside was obviously getting impatient and started pounding on the door instead of knocking.

"Did you hide someone in the house?" Leng Yunting asked with anger in his voice.

A glint of cruelty flashed across Tang Xucheng's eyes.

This worthless stinky man is trying to show off. I really want to kill him.

Tang Xucheng was already striding towards the wardrobe. If Leng Yunting was really shameless enough to take action, he would definitely come out and teach him a lesson.

Seeing that Tang Xucheng was well hidden, Yan An walked to the door but did not open it. "What's the matter?"

She asked Tang Xucheng to hide just in case, and she didn't want to open the door.

"Yan An, open the door."

Yan An: "It's inconvenient."

"Is there a ghost in your room? Why don't you dare open the door?" Leng Yunting felt his head turn green, and was angry that Yan An dared to be so bold.

Bring people back on days like this.

Just at this moment the door opened, Leng Yunting immediately walked past Yan An and looked around her room.

Yan An glanced at him and said, "You are so loud that Yueyue will rest. She can't stay up late in the first place, and she must be feeling even worse now."

Leng Yunting was stunned for a moment, then glanced towards Yan An's room again and looked at Yan An seriously, "Who was talking to you just now?"

"No one spoke."

"you……"

Yan An rested his hand on the door frame, interrupting him and giving him a cold look. "It's New Year's Day, don't think about unnecessary things."

Leng Yunting was stunned for a moment and felt something was wrong.

Why do Yan An's words sound so much like what a husband would say when his wife is questioning him...

Thinking of this, Leng Yunting frowned, and his cold gaze fell on Yan An's face.

"Yan An, you'd better behave yourself, otherwise you know the consequences."

Yan An, "You'd better stop making noise." The consequences were terrible, and Mao was raped and then jumped off the building.

She slammed the door shut with a bang.

The wind from the door blew on Leng Yunting's face, making his already gloomy expression even darker.

I felt a little regretful that I was so impulsive and did such a shameful thing.

He doesn't need to care about what happens to Yan An. After all, she is just an insignificant woman to him.

After that they will just have a marriage in name only.

There is only Yueyue in his heart.

His heart will never be occupied by another woman.