Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Without waiting for Yan Xichen to say anything, he ran away.

Yan Xichen glanced at the silly dog that had secretly come back to eat instant noodles, and angrily kicked it lightly on the butt.

Auntie came over to help chase the dog away and clean up the soup on the ground.

Yan Xichen had already turned around and got on the elevator.

In the bathroom, while Yan An was looking around, the housekeeper took out the constant temperature foot bath bucket from the cabinet and went to get water himself.

He turned around and smiled, "You also know that the young master's legs are not in good condition. Soaking your feet can activate blood circulation. Adding a herbal bag will be very effective."

As he spoke, he quickly filled the pot with hot water, put the bag of herbs in place, and was about to carry them out.

Yan An, "I'll come."

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment and handed it to her, "Young Master is willful, Miss, please bear with me."

"Yeah." Yan An didn't say anything like he wasn't responsible, he just responded and went out.

The housekeeper following behind her wiped the sweat off his face.

Why did he feel that the young lady was a little different today? She was too calm, as if nothing was a big deal, as if she was planning some big move...

Yan An stood at the door with the footbath in hand, "I'm coming in?"

Yan Xichen glanced at her, closed his eyes, and stretched out his foot.

Yan An walked in and placed the foot bath bucket at his feet. He held his ankles and put them in the water.

"What are you doing?!" Yan Xichen was startled and retracted his foot.

Yan An let go and stood up, "Sorry, I was too quick."

She saw him stretching his feet and instinctively wanted to squeeze them in. It was also an occupational hazard.

She was about to go out when a voice called her.

"Stop." Yan Xichen's eyes flashed fiercely, "Wash my feet."

"But don't let it get wet everywhere." Yan An said expressionlessly.

Yan Xichen pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, staring at her straight, "What stimulated you to behave so abnormally? Oh, I see, it must be..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a strong force on his ankle, and then his foot was pressed into the water.

In addition to the hot water, there was also a slightly cool touch coming from the soles of his feet, and the hands grabbed his toes without any hesitation.

An extremely itchy feeling reached my brain, and the heat on my cheeks suddenly soared.

"Oh!"

The foot bath bucket was kicked to the ground and Yan An quickly dodged.

But despite this, water still splashed on my body.

"Get out!" Yan Xichen shouted coldly.

Yan An glanced at him and turned away.

In fact, Yan Xichen's reaction was not even one-tenth of that of the elderly people in the nursing home.

She once believed that she was unlucky because she did not do good deeds in her previous life, so she tried to do good deeds whenever she had time, including taking care of the elderly in nursing homes.

She could remain calm and deal with the abnormal behavior of the elderly due to mental problems.

But it didn't take long before the dean tactfully told her that she didn't need to come.

Although she has a good mental state, other people's mental states cannot handle the troubles she brings.

Her bad luck started before she went to college, and it wasn't something she was born with.

But maybe it was her bad luck in childhood that her father didn't love her and her mother didn't care about her?

Yan An went out with the basin. The housekeeper saw her coming out in a mess from a distance, took the basin from her hand, and asked her to go back and change her clothes.

Yan An nodded and went back. She ran into Yan Guoqiang and Zhang Shuyu who were having dinner. They both looked at her.

Noticed the water on her body.

"Did Xichen bully you? This kid is becoming more and more unreasonable." Yan Guoqiang frowned and stood up.

Zhang Shuyu stood up and comforted him, "It's just children's play, why are you angry? Okay, I'll take An An to change clothes."

This statement confirmed that it was Yan Xichen's fault before Yan An even spoke. She let the matter go in a relaxed tone, which also showed her magnanimity.

If it is later revealed that it was not Yan Xichen's fault, it can be said that Yan An did not explain himself clearly.

She is still generous.

It would be better if Yan An could cry again at this time.

Zhang Shuyu looked at Yan An expectantly, but she just nodded and said, "It's okay."

So he went upstairs first.

Zhang Shuyu's face froze and he followed.

Yan Guoqiang moved his fingers slightly and frowned, "Auntie Zhao, call Butler Liu over."

Upstairs, Zhang Shuyu's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction, "An An, what happened?"

Yan An quickly concluded, "He asked me to wash his feet, then he got ticklish and kicked the basin over, so he asked me to come back."

"Foot soaking... ticklish?" Zhang Shuyu twitched. "I think he just wants to torment you! When has your mother ever let you suffer such an injustice? And you even washed his feet?"

Yan An grabbed her wet clothes and looked at her indifferently. Zhang Shuyu felt guilty for no reason.

She was deliberately provoking.

Could it be that this damn girl figured it out?

But is there any need to sow discord between them? That crazy kid is not a good person to begin with.

"I'm sorry for wronging you today. Go back and change your clothes."

"Ok."

In the villa opposite, after Butler Liu finished telling Yan Guoqiang about the matter, he came back and was stopped by his young master.

"What did she say?"

"The master told me to watch you and tell you not to act willfully in the future." Butler Liu said honestly.

"I mean Yan An."

"The young lady didn't seem to say anything. The gentleman asked me all the questions."

"..."

Yan Xichen supported his chin with two slender fingers, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Something is wrong."

Butler Liu nodded in agreement.

Early the next morning, Yan An had just finished watching a drama and eating breakfast in his room when he was called across the street by Butler Liu.

I didn't see Yan Xichen either. She was lying on the sofa on the first floor watching videos. On the table next to her was a fruit plate that her aunt had just cut.

Not having to get up early for work, this feeling...

When will the heroine come? How delicious is the food she cooks?

While scrolling through the videos, Yan An fell asleep, but when she heard the sound of an electric wheelchair, she woke up alertly.

When she squinted her eyes, she met Yan Xichen's disdainful gaze.

"Who told you to sleep here?"

“No one’s stopping me from sleeping here.”

"I won't let you sleep here."

"Then arrange a room for me to sleep in."

"Go give Fugui a bath."

"Oh." Yan An turned over and went to the backyard to look for the dog.

Watching her walk back with ease, Yan Xichen pursed his lips and followed her to the backyard.

Then he saw someone actually started to wash the dog very skillfully, and the silly dog Fuguier was sticking out his tongue and laughing happily.

On the backyard lawn, the bathing pool specially built for the golden retriever is full of bubbles.

She scrubbed meticulously, with a slight smile on her lips, and she actually looked quite happy?

Yan Xichen said coldly, "Don't wash it! I want to eat some snacks, you go make it."

Yan An, “…”

The butler next to Yan An also looked at his young master with some depression.

At least wash first before going, otherwise what will you do with the dog covered in bubbles?

Yan An stood up and said, "I'll leave it to you, Uncle Liu."

Butler Liu, "..."

As soon as she left, Fugui tilted his head, suddenly jumped out of the pond and chased after her.

Yan An turned around and pushed it, "Go back."

Fuguier didn't listen. Not only did he not go back, he also threw himself wetly onto Yan An.

With Yan An's strength, it naturally couldn't knock her down.

The man and the dog were stuck in the yard.

After a moment, Yan An raised his hand and decisively slapped the big dog. The dog was stunned and finally behaved.

Crying in grievance.

"How dare you hit my dog?!" Yan Xichen's angry voice rang out as the electric wheelchair approached.

“It’s called education.”

"Oh, oh, oh." The big dog ran to its owner and pounced on Yan Xichen's legs, perfectly getting all the water on its body on its owner.

So it got another bag and finally squatted on the ground obediently.