Chapter 202 I Really Want to Shut Your Mouth

Yan Luo and Liang Jing went to the supermarket and bought some beer. They hadn't seen each other for a while, so they could have a good chat tonight.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at Huijing Garden.

Qiao Sen had already arrived. When he heard the door open, he ran to the door, "Sister Luo! Ah! Sister Jing!"

He took the bags from the two people and put them on the table.

Liang Jing raised her eyebrows at Qiao Sen, "Boss Qiao, you are getting more and more handsome now. This gray hair is so handsome."

Yan Luo chuckled, "How unlucky! That's pretty good."

Then she told him what happened in the morning. Liang Jing glanced at him and said, "If I were Xiao Luo, I would definitely fire you!"

Qiao Sen scratched his head and said with a smile: "But I did a good thing! Sister Jing, you didn't see Sister Luo slap Yan Keke in the face. It was really satisfying. I was so excited when I was watching the surveillance."

Yan Luo glanced at him, picked up the bag and walked into the kitchen to start cooking.

An hour later, the fragrance filled the whole house.

On the table were braised spareribs and honey-glazed pot.

Yan Luo sat in the main seat, Qiao Sen sat on her left, and Liang Jing sat on her right.

She raised her beer, "Cheers to Yan Keke for today!"

Qiao Sen and Liang Jing raised their beers to toast.

The three of them enjoyed the meal very much.

At nine o'clock in the evening, a black McLaren drove into the community.

The man in the back seat of the car was leaning slightly, his elbow against the window, his hand on his forehead, and he looked a little tipsy.

He looked up at A10, the 12th floor. The lights were on. She was at home.

Yu Nanchen curled his thin lips unconsciously.

Song Yang asked, "Master, you don't eat much, do you need Miss Yan to bring you some food?"

Yu Nanchen glanced at him and said, "You talk too much!"

Song Yang heard a hint of accusation in his words, but his grandfather did not deny it.

"I'll take you upstairs first, and then contact Miss Yan to bring you food."

Yu Nanchen didn't say anything else. Song Yang thought he was really smart and couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up.

After Song Yang helped Yu Nanchen into the house, he left and prepared to look for Yan Luo.

Yu Nanchen, who was lying on the sofa, unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt, his eyes flashing.

He stood up and walked towards the French window, and suddenly saw Yan Luo talking and laughing with a man with gray hair, and drinking from a glass. He frowned, and felt inexplicably blocked in his heart.

He didn't want to watch anymore, so he turned around and lay back on the sofa.

She says she loves him, but then turns around and talks and laughs with other men.

He said he had a dinner party in the evening, and she turned around and cooked for another man.

He laughed at himself. He knew she was such a good actress, but he still indulged her. He deserved it!

Yu Nanchen was upset and sat up suddenly, going into the kitchen to get some water.

The image of the little girl smiling so happily at another man appeared in his mind again, and he felt depressed. He exerted force with his hands, and the glass was shattered. The glass fragments mixed with drops of bright red fell to the ground.

The ignorant little girl, who was still smiling heartlessly, was attracted by the doorbell. She walked to the door and was startled when she saw the man in the video doorbell.

Song Yang?

Yan Luo opened the door, a little surprised, "Special Assistant Song?"

Song Yang smiled, "Miss Yan, Master Yu drank a lot of wine tonight and didn't eat much. His stomach is not very good. Do you have time to cook some food for Master Yu?"

Yan Luo nodded, "I made braised pork ribs and stewed pot tonight, and reserved a portion for him. I'll send it to him now."

Song Yang nodded and looked inside. "Are there guests at home?"

"My senior sister and friends." Yan Luo replied with a smile.

Song Yang greeted the people inside and whispered, "The password for Master Yu's house is 1122."

Yan Luo was stunned, 1122 was her birthday.

What a coincidence!

She nodded. "I've got it in mind. I'll heat up the food and send it to him."

Song Yang smiled, "Then I'll trouble you, Miss Yan."

"No trouble."

Yan Luo hurried to the kitchen to heat up the food, put it in the thermos, then hurriedly put on his shoes and left.

Qiao Sen clicked his tongue and said, "This is putting love before friendship!"

Liang Jing snorted, "What do you know! This is love!"

Yan Luo trotted into the apartment building opposite, got into the elevator and pressed the button for the twelfth floor.

She pursed her lips, thinking about what she would say first when she saw Yu Nanchen.

Just as she was thinking, the elevator door opened and she walked out to the door.

After entering the password, the door opened with a beep.

She went in and closed the door.

The room was pitch black. She called out, "Nanchen?"

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of her and pushed her against the wall.

A strong smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of blood came over, Yan Luo frowned, "Are you injured?"

The man's big hand clamped her jaw, "Are you kidding me?"

"What are you talking about?"

The woman's tone was very innocent, and in the silvery moonlight, her delicate little face could be vaguely seen, filled with confusion.

Yu Nanchen narrowed his eyes, "I said I had a dinner party tonight, and you cooked for another man?"

Yan Luo glanced at the French window consciously and guessed that he saw it from the window.

She laughed, "Are you jealous?"

Yu Nanchen was startled, let go of her hand, and turned to leave.

A soft touch pressed against his back, "Nan Chen, I can explain it to you. There is not only Qiao Sen at home, but also Liang Jing. The three of us had dinner together. They are all my good friends. Special Assistant Song saw it, he can testify."

"You don't have to explain it to me. I don't care."

Yan Luo let go of him and turned towards the door.

Yu Nanchen frowned tightly, turned around abruptly, and just left like that?

The next second, the crystal lights in the living room lit up.

Yan Luo walked towards him with a smile, but when she found that the man's palms were covered in blood, her smile faded and she frowned, "How did it happen?"

She took the man's other hand and walked to the sofa, put the thermos on the coffee table, and pushed him to sit on the sofa. "Where's the medicine box?"

"Dressing room." He pointed to the bedroom.

Yan Luo walked in quickly, and when he turned back, he had a medical box in his hand.

She sat down beside him, opened the pharmacy, and took out tweezers, hydrogen peroxide, cotton swabs, and gauze.

"Did you fall? You accidentally pierced your palm." Yan Luo carefully searched for the glass fragments with tweezers, "Don't drink so much in the future."

The little girl kept chattering away, and Yu Nanchen stared at her without blinking. In fact, the moment he saw her, all the annoyance in his heart disappeared.

"Why are you so long-winded?"

Yan Luo pouted, "Who told you to be so careless at such an adult? Why are you so stupid?"

Yu Nanchen chuckled, "I really want to shut your mouth!"

Yan Luo smiled with her eyes crooked, and the corners of her lips curled slightly, "Then how are you going to block it?"

Yu Nanchen looked at the red lips and his eyes darkened.

He walked over slowly and found that the little girl had closed her eyes. Her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, casting a silhouette on her porcelain-white face.

He curled his lips, pressed his lips against the ridge of her ear and whispered, "It's so blocked!"