Jiang Wenxi went over and called someone, "Let's talk after we finish eating."

It doesn't matter if Qin Gou goes hungry. Brother Fang has been locked in his room reading materials these past two days and hasn't eaten much.

The two men looked at each other and stood up together. Xia Yan followed Shen Yunchuan around and took the seat next to him.

"Uncle, you are amazing. You cooked so many dishes."

Nighthawk's mouth twitched: "Are you blind? Don't you see that I'm busy in the kitchen?"

"That's also a dish prepared by uncle. To round it up, it's uncle who made it."

Ye Ying lowered his head and cursed. Shen Ji was also a useless person. He was actually taken down by a pretty boy.

Shen Ji, who was far away in Europe, sneezed. Ever since he was left behind, he had been in a particularly bad mood.

Monsters of all sizes were rampant everywhere, and the streets were sticky and smelled terrible.

I wonder what their boss likes about that weakling? If he keeps him here, he can only vent his anger by beating up the John family every day.

Xia Yan didn't realize it and continued to chatter: "Uncle, which dish did you make?"

He saw Shen Yunchuan enter the kitchen. Shen Yunchuan pointed at the rice. There was not enough rice in the kitchen, so he went to the warehouse downstairs to get some and put the rice in the rice cooker.

This is the only thing he does in the kitchen.

“It smells delicious.”

Nighthawk wanted to kill someone with one punch and lie with his eyes open, and he was the biggest contributor.

Qin Yuchen coughed lightly, and Xia Yan calmed down and sat up straight.

Xia Yan sat up straight and looked around: "Why didn't that white-haired uncle come down?"

It was Shen Yunchuan's turn to twitch his mouth. Sometimes appearance can be deceptive. Now he is of the same generation as Bai Hu.

Jiang Wenxi explained with a smile: "Senior is resting, don't worry about it."

"Is it really possible?"

Jiang Wenxi nodded, "I've left some food for you."

Xia Yan nodded, seeming a little disappointed.

Jiang Wenxi lowered her head and suppressed her smile. She seemed innocent but not stupid at all. She seemed concerned, but more so, she was asking questions.

The more innocent something is, the more likely it is to make people let down their guard.

The dining table was unusually quiet. Perhaps because the conversation was not going well, Fang Huaizhi and Qin Yuchen did not speak this time. Ye Ying also remained silent, lowering his head to work on the food.

Jiang Wenxi's mind was full of the third subsidiary base of the Northwest Base. Yang Haochen, who was the best at livening up the atmosphere, was not at the table at the moment, but was eating with a group of people outside.

They say that we cannot share their hardships, but we can share their sorrows.

The food that Nighthawk cooked tasted good and we all enjoyed it to the fullest. Towards the end, no one cared.

"Bang~"

Shen Yunchuan hurriedly held onto the chair. Xia Yan was lying on the ground, holding her stomach. Her face was flushed and her consciousness was a little off.

Shen Yunchuan looked at Ye Ying: "Did you poison him?"

Nighthawk almost slammed the table: "I wouldn't go toe-to-toe with a little kid. If you were so close, why didn't you say you wanted to get rid of me?"

"Everyone else at the table is fine, but he's the only one in trouble."

No more words, he wanted to kill someone and used this method.

Jiang Wenxi said to Zhou Yang beside her, "Ayang, go call Sister Wanwan."

Luo Chuwan came up quickly with a medicine box, checked it out and concluded: "It's probably a food allergy."

He looked at Qin Yuchen and asked, "What is he allergic to?"

While asking questions, his hands were busy. Blood was drawn and tested. It would be best to know the direct allergen.

He touched Xia Yan's body again. Generally, people who know that they are prone to allergies will carry anti-allergic drugs.

After checking, Luo Chuwan was disappointed. The other person's pockets were empty and there was nothing in them.

Jiang Wenxi had already run the system through a test, and when she saw the conclusion, the corners of her mouth twitched. This kid was only suitable for living in Europe and eating those monotonous foods.

“I don’t know.”

Qin Yuchen frowned. How could he know these things? His subordinates would not report these trivial matters. If he had to take care of such things, he would have been exhausted to death long ago.

Luo Chuwan quickly glanced at all the food. Zhou Yang had already finished sampling, especially the food around Xia Yan.

Jiang Wenxi sent a message to Luo Chuwan. Luo Chuwan looked at the long list of allergens: wheat, pineapple, peanuts, leeks, soybeans, sesame...

I looked up at the table and saw sweet and sour pork with pineapple, minced meat tofu, and roast duck wraps. In order to cater to Qin Yuchen's Western taste, there were also some sesame paste, peanut butter and other sticky ingredients.

If she hadn't known the situation in advance, she would have suspected that this was a murder attempt against Xia Yan.

Luo Chuwan knew how to treat the allergy the moment she knew how to treat it: "Carry the person into the house first, I'll go get the medicine."

Shen Yunchuan looked at Nighthawk: "Do you know about his allergies?"

"I haven't even met him twice, so who cares about him?"

Shen Yunchuan was glad that it was Nighthawk who cooked the meal this time, not him, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

Jiang Wenxi sighed, "Mr. Qin, this isn't your plan, is it? You're deliberately trying to make someone else suffer an accident here in order to blackmail us."

Regardless of whether you are right or not, take the initiative.

Qin Yuchen's face darkened: "I'm not that bad. Don't think others are as dirty as you."

Jiang Wenxi was not angry, and said with a smile: "That's good, I knew Mr. Qin was generous, this matter has nothing to do with me."

Qin Gou admitted it himself. Qin Yuchen immediately understood Jiang Wenxi's thoughts, distanced himself from the matter, and proved his innocence, but he didn't say anything.

Jiang Wenxi continued, "But isn't your brain flawed? Don't you know what you can and can't eat?"

If they don't pay attention to what they put in their mouths, you can't blame them if they die.

Qin Yuchen looked at Jiang Wenxi with a complicated expression. Was it possible that the food he had eaten before was too monotonous?

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