Green Tea Enters The Story Of Abuse [Book] Chapter 31
byChapter 31 Like some kind of beast that never surrenders…
Although Xing Zhan always has an expressionless face, An Yu can sometimes feel some of his emotional changes, probably because he has been with him for a long time.
For example, now, Xing Zhan seems to be angry.
Because you missed work?
When he was at Zhao Xiuyuan’s house, An Yu watched him answer several incoming calls.
He praised over tea: “Brother, thank you for coming. If it weren’t for you, I don’t know how cruel Zheng would be…”
Xing Zhan didn’t look at him: “Really? Weren’t those people taken care of by your brother?”
An Yu: …Why are you so weird?
The essence of the tea ceremony is not to serve water, but to make people feel unique. He moved over, stretched his head, and faced Xing Zhan face to face. His eyes were full of sincerity: “How can it be the same? With you here, I feel at ease…”
With big eyes and a pointed chin, it’s no wonder he fainted due to hypoglycemia. Xing Zhan pinched his chin and said, “Why don’t you gain weight…”
I ate two bowls of rice last night, and I was still thinking about other people’s meals today, but I didn’t feel fat.
When the crisis was over, An Yu drooped her eyelashes and complained in a low voice: “Then you still ignore me…”
Xing Zhan: “Why don’t you care about me?”
An Yu: “I told you on the first day of our wedding that I was not in good health and wanted to find a doctor for me. You ignored me, and now you dislike me…”
Xing Zhan remembered.
At that time, he hated An Yu and didn’t take his words to heart. As time went by, he forgot about the incident, and his cold face suddenly softened: “Xiao Yu…”
It was quite tiring to look around. An Yu “sadly” moved away, and suddenly his shoulders were held.
Xing Zhan: “I was negligent. Is it Chinese medicine? Find the best one when you get back.”
He was always cold and serious. At this moment, his neck was slightly bent, waiting patiently for the weak person next to him to look at him, like some kind of beast that would never bow its head, bowing its head for the first time.
An Yu actually had no resentment at all.
In the relationship between money and goods, if you ask for too much, you don’t know how much you are worth. I didn’t expect Xing Zhan to take it seriously, and I couldn’t help but glance at him guiltily.
In Xing Zhan’s eyes, this look was timid and unbelievable.
He stroked An Yu’s head: “Brother is wrong. The doctor must be found…I will cook tonight. Whatever you want to eat, I will cook it for you.”
An Yu: “Can you cook?”
Xing Zhan: “…yes…of course.”
Although I don’t know why he suddenly said something about cooking, since others can do it, it must not be difficult.
It was almost noon. After arriving home, Xing Zhan asked An Yu to go upstairs to rest first and call him when the meal was ready.
An Yu: “I want to watch you cook.”
Although he no longer covets exercising in bed because of Xing Zhan’s body configuration, it is still good to just appreciate it. The boss in suits and ties always goes to the kitchen, how beautiful it is!
Xing Zhan: “…Okay, let’s take a shower and change clothes first.”
Thinking of the fight in the morning, An Yu went upstairs.
Xing Zhan went to the study room and read the cooking procedures of the ten dishes at double speed. Thanks to his photographic memory, he was quite confident.
An Yu went downstairs and saw Xing Zhan in suit pants, black shirt, and an apron tied around his waist. He was instructing the kitchen servants to prepare dishes, and asked him in a chef-like manner: “Choose one between mustard shrimp balls and braised prawns in oil.”
An Yu: “Braised prawns in oil.”
Xing Zhan nodded lightly and quickly recalled the cooking process of braised prawns.
The ten dishes he had seen were all An Yu’s usual favorites. It was very simple to give him a choice and get an answer.
An Yu didn’t expect that Xing Zhan could actually cook. Although he was a little unfamiliar with kitchen utensils and seasonings, and even asked the servants to find seasonings, his serious attitude, tall body and handsome face gave him a mechanical beauty.
Xing Zhan knew that his performance was not good, so he said with a straight face: “I haven’t cooked for a long time, and I don’t feel comfortable using the food at all.”
Wu Yuan, who learned that Xing Zhan was going to cook, blurted out “How do you know how to cook?” and then was given a gag order: “…”
An Yu: “I won’t touch him at all. It’s not strange if he’s unfamiliar with me.”
Wu Yuan: …What happened that he didn’t know about?Or is he in a parallel space?
At noon that day, Xing Zhan cooked five dishes, two meat, two vegetarian and one soup.
An Yu thought the taste was just average, not as good as the chef’s, and worse than what he cooked, but Boss Ba was very good at cooking, and he ate a lot of it.
Xing Zhan saw that he had a good appetite and couldn’t help but ask: “What do you want to eat tomorrow?”
An Yu: “Tomorrow is Saturday, go to the old house to do it? Let’s do it together. Grandpa will definitely be happy.”
Xing Zhan nodded reservedly: “Okay, I’ll decide on a recipe later and have the ingredients prepared in advance.”
An Yu nodded: “Okay~”
Xing Zhan had to go to work in the afternoon, and it wasn’t until before going to bed at night that he casually asked An Yu: “He saved you after all, why didn’t you tell him his real name or the true relationship between us?”
After being together for so long, he somewhat noticed some of An Yu’s preferences.
An Yu likes to bask in the sun, eat on time and on time, and also likes beauty. She will be in a daze when she looks at him… Could it be that Zhao Xiuyuan looks good, so he hides the fact that he is married?
Thinking of this, Xing Zhan’s jawline couldn’t help but tighten slightly.
An Yu: “…I call you brother, but he thinks we are brothers, so we can only use our surname Xing. I can’t say that you are my marriage partner.”
Xing Zhan was leaning on the head of the bed, but suddenly he sat up straight: “Why can’t you say it?”
An Yu was startled: “You won’t let me call you Lao Gong, not even in front of Brother Zong and the others. Shouldn’t our relationship be hidden from the outside world?”
Xing Zhan: “…very thoughtful.”
It’s really strange. Even though he asked clearly why, he still felt uncomfortable.
An Yu proudly said: “Of course. Brother, don’t worry, I won’t cause you any trouble. There are still six months left, and everything will be back on track…”
Xing Zhan: …It turns out that it has been six months.
Bridges lead to bridges, roads lead to roads…
This is so uncomfortable to say.
Xing Zhan’s discomfort was even more intense, or acute, when he went to his old house the next day and saw Xing Anbang.
The subconscious high pressure made him notice some details, such as Xing Anbang’s tendency to avoid and fear An Yu, and he did not show up during meals.
After lunch, seeing An Yu sleeping soundly, Xing Zhan went to Xing Anbang’s yard.
The old house is a Chinese-style building, and Xing Anbang’s yard is very large, but he is used to being wild and doesn’t like servants entering at will. This time, there are at least five or six servants in the yard.
Xing Zhan was sure that something happened that he didn’t know about.
When Xing Anbang saw Xing Zhan coming, he said angrily: “Why, are you here to teach me a lesson again?”
Xing Zhan pretended to be angry: “You don’t know what you did?”
Xing Anbang, who had nightmares about An Yu’s terrifying sight at night, was suddenly aggrieved and angry: “Is there any justice left? I didn’t have time to touch him…”
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An Yu: [Cat Head]
Xing Zhan: [split]