Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

The old man who was about to leave had a cup of tea with Song Bojian. The two had a great conversation and made an appointment for dinner.

In the evening, the old man called the chef to cook local dishes. A long table was placed on the lawn, decorated with flowers and delicacies.

The surroundings are decorated with just the right amount of lighting and candlelight. The elegant and exquisite tableware sparkles with silver light under the light, creating a romantic atmosphere.

The old man praised the bottle of white wine in his hand like an old child: "I heard the young people say this is delicious, let's try it later."

Song Bojian nodded with a smile.

Yan An and Yan Xichen, like light bulbs, followed the two men and sat down silently.

The dishes tasted very good. Although Yan An's movements with the knife and fork seemed very slow, she actually never stopped eating.

Only raise your glass when others do.

Another dish was served, which was grilled fish. Yan An didn't know what it was called, but he heard the chef say that it should be eaten while hot so that the most delicious flavor of the fish could be tasted.

She began to pick out the fish bones, trying to eat the fresh fish.

A burning gaze fell on her. Yan An raised her eyelids and her gaze finally fell on Yan Xichen opposite her.

Seeing her looking over, Yan Xichen coughed a few times, looking helpless about the fish in front of him.

Yan An, “…”

I dreamed directly back to the days when I found fault every day.

But now it was no longer that month, so she lowered her head silently and continued to pick the fish bones on her plate.

When I looked up again, I saw that the young master had put the fish aside and didn't eat it.

Butler Liu took the fish away and picked out the bones very tactfully.

And a plate was brought in front of Yan An.

The grilled fish head and bones on the plate were removed, leaving only the tender white fish meat on the plate.

Yan An turned his head and saw Song Bojian retract his hand, slightly restraining the faint smile he had on his business, "I can't eat sea fish recently, please help me eat it."

"Okay." Yan An nodded.

Song Bojian continued talking to the old man.

Butler Liu: No comparison, no harm. This round, a complete defeat.

Old man: Look, this is the difference between people.

Yan An dipped the fish in the sauce, and it tasted so sweet and fresh that he squinted his eyes.

Yan Xichen, who was sitting opposite, had lost his appetite as he watched the fish that Butler Liu had prepared for him.

It seemed like he had no right to ask her for anything more.

After the meal, Yan An was a little drunk and turned on standby mode.

As long as you don't poke her, she will sit quietly and no one will notice anything.

But as soon as you stand up and walk, you'll find the problem.

Yan Xichen, who was walking back in a wheelchair, saw her staggering, stood up on one leg, and pulled Yan An to sit in the wheelchair.

Then he hopped away on one leg, looking a little funny.

Yan An's mind went blank, and she gradually understood the alcohol tolerance of this body, which was food.

The original owner used to drink because of his injury, and he always drank a lot, and then he would die.

She doesn't usually drink much, but today she only had two drinks and her brain became slow to react.

Butler Liu told Yan An to operate the switch and it would work, then he hurriedly caught up with the young master who was jumping like a zombie.

However, this time the young master finally did something very emotionally intelligent, and he was quite relieved.

Yan An enjoyed the night breeze for a while, tried to steer the wheelchair, and then got the hang of it without difficulty.

Don’t mention it, an electric wheelchair is a great means of transportation.

After putting the wheelchair downstairs, Yan An was helped upstairs by Xiaomei who came from nowhere. After washing up, she lay down to sleep.

At this time, the old man was still talking to Song Bojian.

As they chatted, he showed an embarrassed expression.

Song Bojian still had a faint smile on his face. "Just say whatever you want to say."

Liu Qingfeng then said with an embarrassed look: "I didn't intend to let Xichen take over the family business.

But his leg is injured, and I don’t know if it will leave any sequelae, so I want you to help.”

"Easy to do."

After hearing Song Bojian's response, Liu Qingfeng said with emotion, "We are also homesick when we stay abroad. When Xichen takes over the family business in the future, we still hope to develop it in China."

Song Bojian smiled without saying anything, just nodded slightly.

Yan An didn’t know how late they chatted, but when she woke up in the morning, the old man had already passed away.

Her passport and cell phone were finally returned to her, and she wanted to return home early to see Jiang Xiaobai.

I asked Song Bojian when he would be back, but I heard that he would stay to treat Yan Xichen and help his leg heal faster.

Liu Yong, who was drinking Coke, strongly suggested: "Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes nourishing the spirit. Look how exhausted you are, you haven't even had enough rest and you have to catch the plane back. It's safer to go back with us. I will protect you well."

Song Bojian said, "Xichen is about to take over the family business. It would be dangerous for you to go back alone. After all, he... is your younger brother."

Yan An nodded, feeling that what he said made sense. Regardless of whether they were related by blood or not, she was still being used to threaten Yan Xichen.

She took her cell phone back to her room and called Zhao Mingzhao.

The phone was connected, and the noise was very loud, with occasional gunshots.

Yan An asked uncertainly, "What are you doing?"

"Bang." The sound of something hitting the iron bucket.

Zhao Mingzhao's breathing was rapid, but he didn't forget to answer the phone: "I came out to look for Gu Meng and ran into some tough guys. How was your gift? Did it go well?"

Yan An immediately said, "It was very easy, thank you. I'll talk to you when you're done. Bye."

Zhao Mingzhao responded on the other end and Yan An hung up the phone.

Obviously it was not a good time to answer the phone.

She called Jiang Xiaobai again, but the call didn't go through, so she called Fu Shen.

When the call was connected, she answered without asking any questions.

"Brother Fu, I'm fine here with Xichen. Don't worry about me. Do you know how Xiaobai is doing?"

Fu Shen paused for a moment and said, "It's okay. I'm recuperating in the hospital."

Yan An immediately said, "Please take good care of her for me."

"I know." Fu Shen responded impatiently.

"Why didn't my call to Xiaobai go through?"

Fu Shen was silent for a while before he said, "How should I know? Try it a few more times."

After that, he hung up the phone.

On the hospital bed, Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were red and he turned his eyes away from Fu Shen.

Fu Shen said depressedly: "Now that you have heard Yan An's voice, you should be relieved now?"

Jiang Xiaobai still didn't look at him and cried silently.

"You didn't look for her when something happened, you treated her like air, but she has clearly been devoted to you for such a long time.

Even a puppy you raise by your side should have feelings for it, but you forget about it when it encounters danger.

You don't care about her, and you won't let me go find her."

As he spoke, Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help shedding big tears and wiped them away with the back of his hand.

The phone in his suit pants vibrated. Fu Shen frowned, took out the phone and returned it to Jiang Xiaobai.

"Yan An's call."

Jiang Xiaobai paused while crying, then picked up the phone and answered, "An An, are you okay?"

Fu Shen walked away a little, not wanting to hear the two women talking in a sweet way.

Therefore, he didn't know what Yan An said that made Jiang Xiaobai, who had a sullen face, burst into laughter.

Fu Shen felt so upset that he really wanted to strangle Yan An to death, but he couldn't strangle her because of Jiang Xiaobai.

It's so annoying.

He went to the dean's office to light a cigarette and came back to see Jiang Xiaobai looking at him from time to time like a little rabbit.

"An An is fine now. She said the food at Xi Chen's house is delicious. She might gain weight when she gets back."

"Oh. Are you hungry?"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, and Fu Shen felt a little better. He asked someone to bring food immediately.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaobai had eaten a lot, the thought of killing Yan An disappeared again.

At this time, Yan An, who was far away in Country F, also had time to eat. Because she got up late, she had brunch.

There was one dish on the lunch table that stood out because it was so bland among the other complex dishes.

There were only twenty or so white solid objects shaped like spheres lying in a soup bowl.

"Would you like to try some handmade fish balls?" Yan An suddenly heard Yan Xichen say.

Yan An looked up and saw a hint of anticipation in his light grey eyes.

He looked away again after meeting her gaze.

"You did it?" Yan An asked doubtfully.

Yan Xichen's pupils trembled. He didn't show it so obviously, so he shook his head, "No..."

Before he could finish his words, Butler Liu smiled and replied, "Young Master spent the whole morning cooking. He even killed the fish himself. It was such a chore. This dish wasn't easy to come by."

Yan Xichen felt a surge of heat rushing to his forehead, and he quickly called out to the other two, "Brother Song, Brother Liu, you should try it too."

Yan Xichen, who was punished by his grandfather for being impolite, has already called his brother.

The two men looked at each other and scooped a bowl of fish ball soup.

Yan An, who was invited first, did not take action for a long time. He just kept a close eye on Song Bojian and Liu Yong who were going to eat fish balls.