Yan Yuning inexplicably transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder second daughter of the Prime Minister’s household. Raised in her maternal grandparents’ home since childhood, she w...
Yan Shiyao lowered her eyes, hiding the disappointment in her eyes, "Really?"
[Fa Fa, am I... wrong?] Yan Yuning frowned deeply.
Fa Fa: [Master, you are right! If you want to blame someone, blame Xuan Yanyu! Why blame yourself! If he didn't like the heroine, there wouldn't be so many things! It's all his fault! ]
Yan Yuning's eyes flickered a few times.
"Ningning, Brother Yu, I don't have much of an appetite tonight. You two can eat first." Yan Shiyao smiled.
"Sister, please eat a little." Yan Yu Ning tried to persuade her to stay.
Yan Shiyao didn't respond and almost ran away.
"Where are you going? You can't leave." Seeing that Xuan Yanyu also wanted to leave, Yan Yuning pulled his sleeve with her fingertips.
Fortunately, the author of this book did not use that kind of old-fashioned setting.
Xuan Yanyu narrowed his eyes and uttered two words coldly, "Let go."
"No, didn't you hear what my sister said? Let's go eat." The girl tilted her head back, her eyes curved into crescents, and pulled at his sleeve, refusing to let him leave.
He looks unruly and willful.
The man took a quick glance, tugged at his sleeve with his slender fingertips, and said in a cold voice, "Don't you want your hand anymore?"
Yan Yuning suppressed the fear in her heart, looked at him innocently, and said with a smile and a bit of playfulness, "I want it."
"If you want it, let go, or I'll give it to you..."
Yan Yuning raised her hand and covered the man's mouth without thinking.
Xuan Yanyu's body stiffened and his face turned gloomy. No one had ever dared to offend him like this.
Yan Yuning's scalp tingled, and her heart suddenly shrank. After a long while, she spoke, "You... I don't like what you said."
After saying that, Yan Yuning bit her lip. What did she say?
He raised his head and secretly glanced at Xuan Yanyu, and his expression became even uglier.
FaFa: [Master, what do you want to do? ]
[I don’t want to make my elder sister sad, so I plan to change my target.] Yan Yuning pursed her lips.
FaFa: [Change the target? Change Xuan Yanyu? ? ]
【Isn't it obvious? 】
FaFa: [Master, then you should do your best! ]
Xuan Yanyu leaned forward slightly, staring into her eyes, and spoke in a low and slow voice, "Second Miss Yan, aren't you afraid that your Ah Chen will see and misunderstand you?"
Without waiting for Yan Yuning to open her mouth to refute, he added with a hint of amusement in his tone, "Didn't you tell me to stay away from you and that you didn't want to see me? Did Second Miss Yan forget?"
Yan Yuning rolled her eyes inwardly, why does she have such a good memory? !
The man hooked his fingers around his sleeve and slowly pulled it out.
He glanced at her indifferently, strode towards the door, and stopped when he stepped over the threshold, "Second Miss Yan, I am not Qi Qingchen, I am not interested in playing with you, so don't bother me in the future."
Yan Yuning waved her fist at his back, a trace of annoyance flashing in her eyes, [Don't bother me anymore in the future, I don't want to bother him!!!]
Fa Fa: [Master, we have it so hard. The hero loves the heroine, and the second hero is so ruthless. ]
Yan Yuning let out a breath, [Fa Fa, just wait and see, I will get hold of him sooner or later.]
FaFa: [??? Master, do you still want to provoke him?]
[What? I can’t bear to see my sister not eat every day, right? ]
FaFa: [……]
For the next two days, Yan Yuning stayed in the county magistrate's mansion almost all day.
Yan Shiyao locked herself in the room and did not step out for two whole days.
"Sister, it's me. I'm coming in~" Yan Yuning pushed open the door with a smile.
“Ningning.” Yan Shiyao raised her head and responded, looking listless.
"Sister, look at the osmanthus cake I brought you. Try it, it's super delicious." Yan Yuning walked to Yan Shiyao, squatted down, opened the oil paper package, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and handed it to her.
Yan Shiyao stared out the window with a dull look, muttering, "Ningning, I'm going to the Prime Minister's Mansion."