Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Ji Qian was so worried that she burst into tears, and she guessed that Lin Yue might have heard it.

But the marriage between the Leng family and the Lin family must be completed.

In the evening, Lin Yue finished her meal obediently and went back to her room, which made the other three people at the table very worried.

Leng Yunting knocked on the door but received no response, so he didn't want to disturb Lin Yue's rest anymore.

Everyone still has to discuss the engagement together tomorrow, so he needs to rest early.

Although Leng Yunting wanted to rest early, he inexplicably kept thinking of Yan An.

When he thought that his uncle liked Yan An and that Yan An was destined to be his wife, he couldn't help but feel inexplicably excited.

Suddenly, there was a sound of the door opening.

He was a little stunned.

In the dark room, a petite figure climbed onto his bed.

The next moment, she kissed him domineeringly.

Accompanied by soft cries, her soft body pressed against him.

He smelled alcohol and was a little worried.

How can Yueyue drink alcohol?

"Yueyue..."

The next words were swallowed between her lips and teeth. Yueyue was particularly domineering tonight.

It was him who felt sorry for her.

The pajamas were thrown on the carpet, and just when Lin Yue was about to sit on them, Leng Yunting regained his senses and pushed her out.

"Can't!"

Lin Yue sat down on the corner of the bed in shock, then wrapped herself in the quilt, opened the door and ran out.

Leng Yunting was lying naked and cold on the bed...

It took him a while to calm down. He took a shower, put on his clothes and left the Lin family.

He thought that both he and Yueyue needed to calm down.

Yan An received another ghost. This female ghost's wish was to eat hot pot, fried chicken and beer.

When she bought some food and returned to her rental house, she discovered two sneaky figures wandering around the door of their apartment building.

Thinking of the scene where Leng Yunting hired someone to act, Yan An took a deep breath and put the two bags of food on the ground.

These ingredients were all bought from a 24-hour convenience store. They were what the female ghost liked to eat, and the rental house happened to have some in stock.

She was about to go up and teach them a lesson when she saw the two men turn around at the same time.

"Yan An."

"Yan An!"

These two sounds turned on the sensor light in the corridor.

Fifteen minutes later, Yan An was in the kitchen of his rental house.

"Bang." Tang Xucheng broke the second bowl and cut his hand as he squatted down to clean it up in a hurry.

Yan An, who was washing vegetables, couldn't bear to watch any more. "Xiao Tang, just go sit on the sofa and have a chat with the ghost girl. It's boring to be alone there."

The sofa where the female ghost sat faced the kitchen. She held her cheek with her hand and grinned with a row of grim teeth.

"Not boring hehe."

Yan An was startled by her laughter.

What a cheerful ghost.

Zhao Mingzhao, who was cooking in an apron, nodded and said, "Brother, go ahead. You can't cook either, so stop throwing bowls at Yan An. There aren't many bowls for you to throw at home."

Tang Xucheng glared at Zhao Heqian, his eyes seemed to say "You are the only one who can do it."

He squeezed the blood from his fingers, and drops of blood fell to the ground.

"An An, it hurts. Can you help me treat the wound?"

Yan An, who was busy washing vegetables, turned his head to glance at Tang Xucheng's bleeding finger and said, "Wait a moment, I'll wash my hands."

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you." Tang Xucheng gave Zhao Mingzhao a smug smile.

Zhao Mingzhao narrowed his eyes.

This damn green tea brother.

Seeing his expression, Tang Xucheng curled his lips, and when he lowered his head, he saw another head in front of him...

The head was licking the ground, the blood that flowed out of it.

As if she noticed his gaze, the ghost girl slowly turned her head and said, "Hehe, it smells really good."

Tang Xucheng, "..."

Yan An took an iodine bandage and saw the scene over there. He quickly called Tang Xucheng, "Come here quickly."

Tang Xucheng immediately stood up and strode towards Yan An. He sat down next to Yan An and extended his finger towards him, his tone slightly aggrieved. "It hurts."

Yan An looked at him in surprise, "Is this true? You were injured so badly before, but it didn't hurt this much."

"Tsk—" Zhao Mingzhao curled his lips and covered the pot, turned around, crossed his arms, and watched someone reveal his true identity with a smile.

Tang Xucheng stammered, "Maybe it's because I haven't been injured for a long time, so I can't tolerate the pain."

After saying this, he felt a little regretful.

Now Yan An is unwilling to team up with him, probably because they always got injured when they were together before.

Why does he bring up things that are not related to the topic?

After treating Tang Xucheng's wound, Yan An went to sweep up the broken bowls.

The two men said they had just returned from a mission and had not eaten yet, so Yan An invited them upstairs.

The female ghost wanted to eat a lot of food, and she didn't want to waste it.

What the female ghost wants to eat most is hot pot.

In addition to hot pot, there are also milk tea, fried chicken, fried noodles with soybean paste, etc.

There was incense burning nearby, and white smoke was slowly drifting in the air.

The hot pot was bubbling on the table, and the steam was filled with a rich aroma.

"The pot is boiling, you can eat the meat."

Two bowls of dipping sauce were stretched out in front of me.

One bowl was brought by Zhao Heqian and the other was brought by Tang Xucheng.

Tang Xucheng spoke first, smiling confidently, "I'm good at making hot pot base."

Zhao Heqian refused to give in. "Believe Xiao Tang's words, it's better to believe ghost stories. You know I'm a good cook. If you eat what I made for you, you don't have to test for poison."

Yan An's scalp tingled, and he felt that the atmosphere was a little off.

She opened her mouth slightly, but before she could say anything, Tang Xucheng glanced at Zhao Heqian and said, "Let Yan An tell me which one tastes better later."

Zhao Heqian nodded, "Okay."

Sparks flew in their eyes.

Yan An immediately took a small bowl in one hand and said tentatively: "Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth, don't let our ghost friends laugh at you."

Female ghost: "It looks good, I love it, hehe~"

Yan An: “…”

Six eyes were staring at her. Yan An shabu-shabued the meat and dipped it in two kinds of sauces.

With expectant eyes, she slowly said, "Brother Zhao's dipping sauce is consistently delicious, while Xiao Tang's is unique and gives people a sense of novelty."

"Puchi, novel?" Zhao Heqian chuckled.

Tang Xucheng glanced at him and said, "It's just an ordinary dipping sauce."

Yan An, “…”

"Eat quickly, don't be polite, eat more." Yan An called out to the female ghost loudly. The female ghost finally withdrew her gaze and ate heartily under Yan An's hospitality.

Yan An also started to eat seriously, and the two people who always loved to quarrel finally calmed down.

The fruit soda poured into the transparent cup made a pleasant jumping sound, and Yan An's empty cup was filled up again by Tang Xucheng.

Before Yan An could say thank you, Zhao Heqian reached out and took the cup full of drink.

"She's already drunk a lot tonight. She should drink some water."

"If Yan An likes to drink, let her drink. Why do you care so much? You live by the sea, right?"

"I do have a house by the sea."

"You're so nagging. Yan An loves this drink."

Tang Xucheng was about to grab Zhao Heqian, and their hands were clasped together and overlapped on the cup.

Yan An's eyelids twitched.

This……

She had read novels before that had this kind of CP: happy enemies. The thought of two people who seemed to be incompatible from the moment they met, but ended up becoming partners...

Yan An shook his head to stop himself from thinking about it any further.

At this time, the doorbell rang. Yan An thought that the wild wontons he ordered for takeout should be here soon, so he quickly got up.

If you’re afraid of getting drinks splashed all over you, it’s better to stay away from the battlefield.

Wild wontons usually refer to wontons sold at roadside stalls or food carts, which can be found on the street outside the apartment building.

They often do not have fixed stores, but are sold on the streets through carts or stalls, and are open until very late at night. Young people like to eat there after playing outside for a long time at night.

When it’s not busy, the boss will take you upstairs directly, and you won’t feel tired even if there’s an elevator.

After opening the door, Yan An smiled and stretched out his hand to say thank you.

When he saw who was at the door, his smile froze.

Looking at Leng Yunting standing at the door with an unnatural expression, Yan An immediately became alert.

Was he here to avenge the slap? After all, his face was still swollen.

"...It's so late and you haven't slept yet?" Leng Yunting asked awkwardly with his chin raised.

Yan An, "What's the matter?"

"Aren't we going to be together tomorrow..." Before he could finish his words, Leng Yunting saw two men walking over.

In fact, there is also a female ghost who occupies the first position of eating melons. She is right behind Yan An and very close to Leng Yunting.

It looked curiously at the man who aimed his sharp jawline at it and the Master.

"Yan'an!" Leng Yunting gritted his teeth, "Why are there still guests so late?"