She didn't know whether Yan's mother hadn't told Yan Xianjue about this. She was just trying to figure out how to hide the fact that she and Yan's mother had met alone when she heard Yan Xianjue say, "You met my mother?"
Shen Fangli: “…”
Shen Fangli's pupils trembled: "How did you know?"
Yan Xianjue observed her expression and found that she was only shocked, without any grievance or unhappiness. He snorted twice, "You still want to hide it from me."
"My mom and sister have both tried this Chinese medicine. I can tell by the smell."
Shen Fangli complained speechlessly: "Do you have a dog nose? You can even smell this."
One lie requires a hundred lies to cover it up. Rather than telling lies, Shen Fangli decided to confess and at the same time conceal something appropriately.
In other words, Yan Xian received the same information as Mr. Shen.
Yan Xianjue narrowed his eyes: "Why do I feel like you are just being perfunctory?"
Shen Fangli opened her big, pure eyes: “How is it possible, look at my sincere little eyes.”
Yan Xianjue looked at it, and after a few seconds Yan Xianjue looked away.
Half a minute later, Yan Xianjue burst out laughing.
Shen Fangli: “…”
Shen Fangli was confused: "What are you laughing at?"
Yan Xianjue shook his head and said jokingly, "When my mother came to you, did she say she would give you five million and ask you to leave her son?"
Shen Fangli rolled her eyes angrily at him.
Yan Xianjue: “Haha.”
The reason why he said this kind of ridicule was because this was something Shen Fangli had worried about before.
After a while, Shen Fangli spoke: "Your sister is over 1.7 meters tall. Do you think it has something to do with drinking Chinese medicine?"
In fact, she has always been skeptical about the effectiveness of traditional Chinese medicine.
On the one hand, she felt that Yan's mother was not the type to make fun of her, and on the other hand, she seemed to have never heard of drinking Chinese medicine to make people taller.
Now that she has talked it over with Yan Xianjue, she can of course ask directly.
Yan Xianjue lowered his head and looked at her seriously, then said in a sad tone, "I advise you to face reality."
"Look at the average height of my family."
Mr. Shen’s height is not short, but it cannot be said to be tall either.
Yan Xianjue had never seen Shen Fangli's mother before, but it was their first meeting. When Shen Fangli supported her mother, he could see that they were about the same height, and Shen Fangli might even be a little taller because her mother was wearing high heels at the time.
Although there are some ways to compensate for height, the effects are really limited, and genetic factors still account for the majority.
Yan Xianjue finally concluded: "Perhaps we can raise the lower limit a little bit."
Shen Fangli: “…”
Shen Fangli knocked her forehead against Yan Xianjue's chin, launching the dwarf's revenge.
Yan Xianjue rested his chin on top of her head and hugged her lazily.
"Okay, okay," he gestured with his hands to show the size of a doll, "Shorty people are cute too, just like dolls."
Shen Fangli: "Look at my face and say it again."
Yan Xianjue: “…”
Yan Xianjue shut up. He had forgotten that in the novel, Shen Fangli had a standard bright and beautiful face when she grew up.
It's just that when he met Shen Fangli, she had a bit of baby fat on her face, which made him unconsciously forget the description in the novel.
"Then you do your best." Yan Xianjue could only say dryly in the end.
Shen Fangli snorted, but she also knew that things like height really couldn't be controlled with money.
Just at this moment, she received a text message from her father asking them to go back for dinner.
"Let's go, my dad said dinner is ready."
"What did President Shen do?" Yan Xianjue asked her as they walked back hand in hand.
Shen Fangli: “Home cooking, he only knows how to cook home cooking, so don’t have too high expectations.”
Although Shen Fangli had never attended the Yan family's banquet, she had attended the Ji family and the Lin family's banquet.
It wasn’t in vain that she and Yan Xianjue had so many lunches together before graduating from high school.
She had a good idea of the level of the Yan family's chefs.
In comparison, her father's cooking is just edible.
“It’s mainly the thought.”
Yan Xianjue nodded without comment.
Then at the dinner table, his eyes met with the squirrel fish placed in front of him.
Unlike the Yan family’s rectangular dining table, the Shen family uses a round dining table, probably because there are not many people in the family.
This also meant that the fish eyes facing him could not be seen from Shen Fangli's perspective.
After Mr. Shen sat down and talked about eating, Yan Xianjue immediately dug out the fish eyes and put them into Shen Fangli's bowl.
Shen Fangli was stunned at first, and then for some reason she suddenly matched Yan Xianjue's brain waves.
She seemed to understand why Yan Xianjue suddenly laughed in the backyard just now.
Shen Fangli: “…”
What kind of brain is this in his head? Why does he associate my sincere little eyes with dead fish eyes?
Shen Fangli glared at Yan Xianjue fiercely. If it weren't for the table blocking her way, she would have rushed over and stepped on his feet twice.
Yan Xianjue saw that she understood what he meant instantly and couldn't help laughing.
But in front of Mr. Shen, he finally held back, and only raised the corners of his mouth in a subtle arc.
Father Shen: “…”
Do these two kids think he is blind?
What kind of trick is this? Why don't he go out and give them the place?
And could the fish he cooked also be a part of the two of them?
Father Shen exhaled, glared at his worthless daughter, and said politely: "Thank you for taking care of Lili for this summer variety show."
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