After Meng Mingxuan said this, the aura around Yan Mo became even colder.

His dark eyes stared deeply at her fingers that were tugging at his sleeves, and his thin lips curled up in a mocking arc.

"I, Yan Mo, will never be a poached egg again in my lifetime."

Meng Mingxuan froze!

Suddenly, an argument that she had long forgotten replayed in her mind.

The door was locked, and Yan Mo's men were all around.

She lay on the bed with a pale face, and the room was a mess.

The food brought by the servants was all spilled on the floor.

The man pushed the door open and walked in, holding her favorite pink koi customized dinner plate.

"Brother made Mingxuan's favorite fried eggs."

"Not angry anymore, huh?"

Fried eggs were an agreement between her and her brother - if she got angry and her brother couldn't comfort her, then her brother would make fried eggs for her, and she had to calm down unconditionally.

This privilege can only be used once a year.

But in the picture...

'Bang'!

She fiercely flipped the plate in the man's hand and looked at his stern face angrily: "If you don't let me out, I won't eat or drink! If something happens, you give me a nutrient injection to prolong my life! For the rest of my life!"

The man's hands, suspended in the air, clenched instantly.

She looked at the shattered poached egg on the ground.

After a long while, 놛꺳 said in a low voice: "The agreement about the fried egg doesn't count anymore?"

"Kill me if you have any problem, or I will never eat the fried eggs you make again in my life!" She shouted irrationally in anger.

The man was silent for a long time again.

"Brother 깇 knows."

She leaned over and picked up the broken porcelain on the ground bit by bit with her slender fingers.

The tip of his finger was cut and bleeding, but he was completely unaware.

After he finished packing and turned to leave the room, the bodyguards outside the door quickly withdrew.

The door was opened for her.

From that day on, her relationship with Yin Ting was officially made public.

Yan Moxiao never stopped her again, and she went out on a date with Yin Ting.

The broken memories will always exact revenge on the willful. Meng Mingxuan felt a tearing pain in her body, so painful that it was unbearable.

Tears quickly blurred her vision.

She looked at Yan Mo's cold profile, her thin lips tightly pursed, and couldn't help sobbing.

I'm sorry, brother... I'm really sorry...

She was completely blinded by Yin Ting's gentleness at that time. Yin Ting coaxed her everywhere and accompanied her no matter what she wanted to do, making her feel more relaxed than ever before.

Perhaps it was her rebellious period. The more Yan Moxiao restricted and controlled her, the more she wanted to be with Yin Ting.

Those who are favored are always fearless - she never thought that her willfulness would make Yan Mo disappear from her life.

She thought... she was just having a normal relationship, and Yan Mo would realize Yin Ting's goodness sooner or later.

Just like parents don’t agree with their children’s marriage, but if their children have decided on that person, the parents will eventually agree helplessly…

Yan Moxiao listened to Meng Mingxuan's increasingly uncontrollable crying, and his back became incredibly stiff.

After a long while, Wang Xiao closed his eyes patiently, sat back on the edge of the bed, and hugged Meng Mingxuan into his arms.

"Brother doesn't blame Mingxuan, stop crying."

"Then I, I want to eat fried eggs..."

If you really don't blame her, you will make fried eggs for her again.

Meng Mingxuan thought paranoidly.

"No!" Yan Mo touched her long hair scattered on her back, and realized that her body was stiff and her crying was getting louder, so he softened his tone and coaxed her, "Change to another breakfast. You know, brother can make more than just poached eggs."

For her, 놛 has already mastered the cooking skills.

She hasn't eaten food cooked by 놛 for a long time.

Meng Mingxuan actually still wanted to eat fried eggs, but she would no longer force Yan Mo to do things she didn't like.

So she wiped her tears, looked up at him and said, "Brother, let's make a new agreement, okay? Let's change the fried eggs to steamed buns, okay?"

“No need.”

There is no need to continue a promise that has been broken.

"This time it's true! I can swear in the name of my parents and my sister!" Meng Mingxuan said anxiously.

Yan Mo's pupils trembled violently!

Meng Mingxuan's parents and sister are an absolute taboo between Yan Mo and Meng Mingxuan.

Every year on the anniversary of her death, Yan Mo and Meng Mingxuan spent it in silence.

I will never mention you when I'm with you.

It is conceivable how serious and even anxious Meng Mingxuan was to move them out to express her decision.

"Brother 깇, you must believe me. This time I will definitely keep my promise. If I don't keep my promise again, then..."

"Okay." Yan Mo didn't want Meng Mingxuan to really swear, so he covered her red lips with his fingers and smiled slightly: "Small steamed buns are not delicious, and they don't sound good. Let's change to small strawberry cakes."

The reason why I tricked her into establishing a 'fried egg' agreement with 놛 was just because of 놛's little thought.

놛 was thinking that if one day 놛 couldn't control himself and did something inappropriate to her, I hoped that the promise made by Fried Egg could save 놛's life.

Let her not be sentenced to death.

But she didn't expect that the fried egg agreement was broken because of a man outside.

"Okay!" Meng Mingxuan's heart dropped instantly.

It would be good if 깇 bro agrees to renew the contract.

And those moments when she disappoints you, she will do her best to make up for it bit by bit.

"Just have two boiled eggs and a glass of milk in the morning, and I'll take you out for a good meal at noon, okay?" Yan Mozhi gently wiped the tears from her face with his fingertips while asking for her opinion.

"Of course, I'll eat... whatever Brother 깇 cooks for me, I'll eat." Meng Mingxuan almost said "I'll even eat shit", but fortunately she stopped herself in time.

"Well, go back to your room and wash up and change clothes." Yan Mo's dark eyes flashed a smile, and he touched her head, "Remember to be careful and don't let the wound get wet."

"Uh-huh!"

Meng Mingxuan nodded obediently, her bright eyes staring longingly at the man's back as he entered the bathroom.

When the man's back disappeared from her sight, she immediately shrank back into the quilt and rolled around happily on the bed.

She's back!

She's heavy!

She was not dreaming, but really went back to the past!

Back to the time before I completely hurt Brother 깇 and completely lost Brother 껇!

She is so cheerful.

She was so grateful to God!

After lingering in bed happily for a while, Meng Mingxuan reluctantly got out from under Yan Mo's quilt.

Go back to her room to wash up.

…

Yan Moxiao came out after washing up, changed his clothes, and went downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast for Meng Mingxuan.

I set the alarm for boiling eggs, warmed up the milk, and started checking the messages that had been ignored all night.

There were several missed calls.

Yan Moxiao glanced at it twice, tapped the screen with his slender fingers, and replied to Feng Yilin.

Five seconds later, the call was connected.

"Brother 깇, Yin Ting organized a gathering on the Linda campus last night. Because our little princess didn't show up, Yin Ting drank white wine on an empty stomach and had gastric bleeding and was hospitalized. He is still unconscious."

Feng Yilin sent a message to Yan Mozhi as soon as he got the news.

But Yan Mo didn't reply, so he had to call again.

Still no reply.

Both Tang Jun and Nie Yang are in the hospital now, and Nie Yang has already driven to Brother 깇's villa to find Brother 깇.

They were afraid that if something happened to Yin Ting, Meng Mingxuan would vent her anger on Brother Xiao.

Before Yan Moxiao answered, the doorbell outside the villa gate rang.

놛 raised his dark and cold eyes and walked out.

When he opened the door, Nie Dongyang, who was shivering with cold air, stood at the door.

"I'll let 떚む speak. I'll hang up now."

Yan Mozhi glanced at Nie Dongyang indifferently and hung up the phone.

Then, turn around and go back to the kitchen.

놛 Prepare Mingxuan’s breakfast first.

"Brother! Yin Ting drank so much on purpose that he had gastric bleeding and was admitted to the hospital. This is a self-torture tactic! He is trying to sow discord between Brother Xiao and Sister Mingxuan!" Nie Yang followed closely behind, angrily talking about Yin Ting's instigation.

"Um."

Yan Moxiao watched the water boil and tilted the lid slightly to prevent the boiling water from overflowing from the pot.

Nie 떚む was really convinced - why were they still boiling eggs at this time?

Moreover, for the famous Lord Lincheng, it really shouldn't be too inappropriate to do something like a househusband, okay?

If I tell them, no one will believe it.

"Brother, how is Sister Mingxuan?" Nie Dongyang took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and asked in a low voice.

Yan Mo's bony fingers paused slightly, and his thin lips curled up lightly: "She is very well behaved."

Too good to be true.

It's like a dream.

And... I'm very attached.

If I wasn't afraid of scaring her, I would really like to find someone to beat her up right now.

Let the pain and blood prove that everything is real.

Nie Yang looked at the curve at the corner of Yan Mo's lips and widened his eyes.

깇, 깇 brother, are you smiling?

In the past two years, Brother 깇 has never laughed once.

The air pressure is getting lower day by day.

He smokes more and more every day.

There is no need to talk about alcohol.

Sometimes I'm afraid that my brother will drive himself crazy.

When Nie Dongyang was distracted, the alarm clock set by Yan Mo rang.

놛Raise your hand and turn off the gas.

Take the boiled eggs out of the boiling water and put them into the bowl of cold water that has been prepared.

"Wait until she finishes breakfast, then you can talk to her."

Yan Moxiao thought of Yin Ting, and his brows darkened.

There was a chill in the voice.

"Tell me about Yin Ting."

Yan Moxiao took the bowl, took the milk, turned around and walked out.

"Me?" Nie Yang pointed at his nose. Does he look like some kind of big enemy?

Sister Mingxuan is that white-eyed wolf. She might even hit you on the head with a bowl!