Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

"I mean you can't do that next time." Yan An changed his words and blocked Ji Qian's accusations in time.

Ji Qian was not in the mood to talk about the past. She just said a few words and then invited a few people to eat.

The three of them sat at the dining table, and Yan An's favorite shrimp dumplings were served for breakfast.

Yan An looked at Ji Qian in surprise.

It turned out that Ji Qian knew that she liked to eat this.

Ji Qian smiled softly and picked up some shrimp dumplings for Yan An. "An An, eat more. Yun Ting will take us to pay New Year's greetings to Mr. Tang later, and we can also take Xu Cheng back. Your father will go too. He slept too late last night and will be up later."

Yan An didn't respond, and asked Tang Xucheng first, "Do you want to go home?"

Tang Xucheng nodded and picked up a shrimp dumpling with some restraint.

There was only one shrimp dumpling in his bowl, and he just drank millet porridge dry, as if he was too embarrassed to pick up his chopsticks.

"Well, we can't really let the old man get so angry that he gets sick. I'll have a good talk with Grandpa when I get back."

"Okay." Yan An picked up the serving chopsticks and picked up two more shrimp dumplings for Tang Xucheng. "What else do you want to eat?"

Tang Xucheng smiled happily and said several things.

Yan An directly brought his plate and stood up to serve him.

Clip it and put it in front of him.

Tang Xucheng started eating the various breakfasts on the plate with shining eyes.

Seeing this, Yan An kept picking up Tang Xucheng's favorite food.

Ji Qian glanced at Leng Yunting's cold face, then looked at Yan An and Tang Xucheng and laughed dryly, "This kid has a really good appetite."

"Pretending." Leng Yunting snorted coldly.

Yan An looked at him calmly, "Why am I pretending? Yun Ting, is this how you apologize?"

"I'm not talking about you!" Leng Yunting frowned.

Tang Xucheng paused chewing, put down his chopsticks, and smiled awkwardly, "I'm full, I don't want to eat anymore."

Yan An tilted his head and said, "Eat yours and don't worry about others."

Leng Yunting couldn't help but glared at Yan An coldly, "Yan An, do you think I don't exist?"

Yan An looked at him strangely, "He's just my brother. He said the purple sweet potato dumplings were delicious, and you have to care about that? I never cared about your good relationship with Yueyue.

Yun Ting, you are such a stingy person?"

Leng Yunting, "..."

"Oh." Ji Qian's forehead was sweating. "Hurry up and eat. We have to go to pay New Year's greetings later."

She winked at Leng Yunting, who closed his eyes and fell silent.

For the future of the Leng and Lin families, he endured.

After dinner, Father Lin came down from upstairs with a dignified look on his face, and everyone was waiting for him.

Several people were divided into two cars. Originally, Yan An and Ji Qian were to ride in one car, but Tang Xucheng directly asked to ride in the same car with Yan An.

At that time, Lin's father and mother were in one car, while Leng Yunting was driving Tang Xucheng and Yan An.

The two of them opened the car door and wanted to sit in the back. Leng Yunting, who was in the driver's seat, said coldly, "I don't want to be a driver."

Yan An smiled and said, "Then Yunting, you can rest at home. We will drive there ourselves."

"I'll drive." Tang Xucheng closed the car door and opened the driver's door.

"..."

Leng Yunting took a deep breath and walked down with big strides, of course not to go back to rest.

He walked to the back row.

He was not allowed to go, but he insisted on going to see what these two people could do in front of him.

Since this young master Tang wants to be a driver, let him be one.

As soon as he sat in the back seat, he saw Yan An open the door and go to the passenger seat.

Yan An fastened his seat belt and spoke quietly but clearly to Tang Xucheng.

"Yun Ting is old and hasn't been in good health to begin with. You were playing a prank on him yesterday, and today he's too sick to drive. I'm sorry, Xiao Tang."

She had a look of pity on her face.

That's what I said...

It’s more like ridicule than concern.

Tang Xucheng vaguely felt that Yan An actually hated Leng Yunting rather than liked him.

"Yan'an." Leng Yunting in the back row gritted his teeth and called out to Yan'an as a warning.

"No more talking." Yan An turned around and gave him a soothing look.

Leng Yunting, "..."

"Yan An, your fiancé doesn't seem to have a very good temper."

Tang Xucheng's voice was small but clear.

Leng Yunting, "..."

"Okay." Yan An whispered, "You're talking too loudly. Don't let Yun Ting hear you."

Leng Yunting closed his eyes and didn't want to say another word.

Many people came to pay New Year's greetings to Mr. Tang, but most of them knew that they should not disturb Mr. Tang's rest, so they brought their children to kowtow and leave.

When Yan An and his friends arrived, they happened to run into a family with a three-year-old girl.

Lin Gaoyuan smiled and shook hands with the people from that family, while Ji Qian chatted and laughed with the lady who was holding the little girl's hand.

After greeting each other, the group continued to walk inside.

Mr. Tang, dressed in a festive crimson Tang suit, sat in the living room watching the replay of the Spring Festival Gala, with a pile of red envelopes beside him.

One of the red envelopes was particularly thick and was placed at the bottom. It was obvious that it was specially prepared.

The housekeeper came over and said that the Lin couple had arrived, and Mr. Tang's eyes lit up.

Then I saw Yan An and his bastard grandson walking in together. What a perfect match...wait.

Who is that annoying person on the other side of Yan An?

After taking a closer look, Mr. Tang almost rolled his eyes.

Isn’t this the big CEO who is always rumored to be happily married to his so-called sister?

"Happy New Year, Mr. Tang." Lin Gaoyuan clasped his fists towards Tang Rufeng with a smile on his face, which was very different from the sullen look he had when he was at the Lin family.

"Happy New Year. Please sit down." Tang Rufeng said with a polite smile.

Soon someone brought new tea. The one brought to Yan An was the wooden leaf cup that she often used in Tang’s house, with the small golden word "An" on it.

Tang Xucheng has the same style, and the small word on his wooden leaf cup is "言".

Doesn’t it mean “Yan’an” when put together?

Lin Gaoyuan's eyelids twitched and he looked at Yan An in surprise.

Ji Qian also had a lot of question marks on her head.

Is it just a coincidence that the cup is named after Yan An?

I haven't heard that Yan An has much connection with the Tang family. It's just that Yan An came here part-time as a servant, and they bumped into him. It's really...

Yan An pretended not to see it and ate the hot snacks that had just been brought to him.

This kind of tea snack is the old man’s specialty.

"How is it? I made it early this morning. Does it taste okay?" Tang Rufeng asked Yan An.

Yan An glanced at President Tang.

Don't act so familiar with me, or you'll get pestered.

She thought for a moment and said, "You made it, it's delicious."

Tang Rufeng smiled and said, "You ate so much before, and only then did you realize it was made by me, the old man?"

Yan An was stunned for a moment, and then a big red envelope appeared in front of him. Judging from its thickness, there must be tens of thousands of yuan inside.

"This……"

Tang Xucheng had already taken the red envelope and placed it in Yan An's hand, "Everyone who came to pay New Year's greetings."

After Yan An accepted it, she saw Tang Xucheng also holding one in his hand, but his was much thinner than hers.

At this moment, Yan An didn't realize that Mr. Tang wanted to support her. She was just stupid.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Yan An thanked him.

Tang Rufeng laughed happily.