C155 (1/2)

”Yes, we are here.” Song Chengye stepped forward, pulled Jian Fan out of Ling Chen's grasp, and whispered into his ear.

Hearing that, Ling Chen's expression became better, but when he saw Yan Shaotian holding onto Jian Fan's waist warmly and flirting with her, he once again returned to the beginning of the torrential storm.

”Be patient. Eat a peace of mind pill. ” Song Chengyou patted Ling Chen's shoulder, from Yan Shaotian's point of view, it looked like they were brothers.

”Sister Fan, look at the relationship between Lawyer Song and my brother-in-law. Why do I have the feeling that if gender is not the limit, they are the most suitable couple? ” Yan Shaotian teased.

Unintentional words caused Jian Fan to frown slightly. He looked at Ling Chen and Song Chengyou carefully. Jian Fan had to admit that Yan Shaotian's words were still within his expectations.

A sense of unhappiness rose in his heart, and Jane Fan felt a strange sense of frustration.

”Little Tian, let's go in!” Jian Fan brought Yan Shaotian into the villa.

Song Chengyou also returned to Shi Qian's side and took him away.

Only Ling Chen and Su Rui were left outside.

Su Rui smiled gently at Ling Chen, said a few polite words, and walked in first. Ling Chen followed behind him until he felt that she had completely entered. He waited outside for a while before he entered.

Inside the room, the jade pendant had already been prepared. The hotpot was made according to what Jian Fan had made last time.

Although it wasn't as fragrant as Jane Fan's, it was still a different story. Even if Song Chengyou and Shiqian had eaten the hotpot the last time, they had to admit that the hotpot was still so delicious that it was hard to put down.

”Chen, you came in.” Seeing Ling Chen enter, Song Chengyou greeted him and threw a plate of old tofu into the spicy pot. When Jane Fan saw this, he slightly frowned and was about to open his mouth to say something, but Song Chengyou came over while laughing.

”Little Fan.” Let me tell you, I love tofu. ”As for this chili, it is also a beauty saint. Later on, my old tofu will be ready. You must taste it.”

As soon as Ling Chen sat down, he picked up his chopsticks, and Song Chengyou placed his old tofu onto Jian Fan's plate.

”I can't eat spicy food.” Jane Fan refused, but Song Chengyou thought she was feeling hot, so he took the plate and was about to blow on her.

”Miss Jane, Lawyer Song treats you so well.” Su Rui covered her mouth and gave a faint smile. Just as she said those words, she seemed to realize that she had said something wrong and turned her trembling gaze towards Ling Chen.

Ling Chenpi lowered her head and felt her gaze lift up. She picked up a piece of tofu from Song Chengyou's plate and placed it on Su Rui's plate. It was a familiar gesture, as if he did it often. Jian Fan was sitting next to Ling Chen. Seeing Ling Chen being so attentive to Su Rui, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

”Sis, you don't like tofu. Then eat this. This is delicious. ” Yan Shaotian's words dispelled the discomfort in Jian Fan's heart. She raised her head and took the Blossom Needle Mushroom from him. She slowly took a bite and then placed it in her mouth to taste it. The corners of his mouth even had a satisfied smile.

Ling Chen had once had a hot pot with Jian Fan, and had enjoyed her smile like a flower. Now that he saw her smile in front of other men, his expression immediately changed. Gently knocking on the hotpot, he ordered Lian to bring up sturgeon seeds and other relatively rare seafood.

Jane Fan was a vegetarian. He seemed to have an unspeakable resistance to seafood. Almost as soon as Ling Chen called the seafood over, she got up and ran to the bathroom. Yan Shaotian was afraid that something would happen to her, so he quickly followed. Ling Chen sat in his seat as he watched the two leave, the corner of his mouth curling up into a cold smile.

Su Rui saw the displeasure in his eyes and felt a pang in her heart, but she still dutifully washed the hotpot for Ling Chen and made it for him according to his taste.

By the time Jane Fan and Yan Shaotian returned, the seafood had already been eaten and replaced with vegetables.

Jian Fan ate some, and Yan Shaotian also ate some. The hot pot ended just like that.

Due to the awkward atmosphere around the dining table, Song Chengyou didn't eat much this time. He kept his calm eyes on the three people, Jian Fan, Yan Shaotian, and Su Rui.

When dinner was over, Lian Pan cleaned up the mess and went upstairs along with Yan Shaotian.

Ling Chen followed Suri to the study and talked to her about work.

Song Chengyou and Shi Qiuqian saw that they had taken action, so they sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to watch leisurely.

On the TV was the murder case of Zhou Fu. Although the police were trying their best to cover it up, the media seemed to be all-pervasive, using imagination and all sorts of methods to push the murder case towards Jian Fan and bring out the emotional entanglement between Zhou Tong and Jian Fan.

”Shixiong, do you think it's time for us to take action?” Song Chengyou muted the television and watched the reporters' exaggerated expressions and pompous performances.

”No rush.” He smiled humbly and took out a piece of Gastroenter-Invigorating Eclipse and placed it in Song Chengyou's hand, ”This time, one piece should be enough, right?”

”None at all!” Song Chengyou knew that he was cancelling out his last overeating experience, so he replied leisurely, ”This time, the atmosphere has made it so that I'm not in the mood to eat. Other than that plate of old tofu, I basically didn't eat anything. ”

”You really don't have anything good to eat.” Shi Qian waved her hand, facing Song Chengyou's suspicious eyes, she drew a character diagram on the table, ”If Chen wants to cultivate well with Jian Fan, there's a big problem here! How can he have it just because he wants it? ”

”Is it that difficult?” Ling Chen came down from the stairs and frowned slightly when he heard Qian's words.

”It's that difficult.” Shi Qian and Song Chengye answered at the same time.

”Where's Suri?” Seeing that Su Rui was not behind Ling Chen, Song Chengyou could not help but ask curiously.