Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

There was only one dish, one soup, and one instant side dish on the table. Yan Xiyu's thin lips slightly bent, "Shall I make Yong Tau Foo?"

He really didn't know much about her preferences, but he knew that she liked Yong Tau Foo.

In other words, she seems to like all the ways of tofu, especially Mrs. Yan's stuffed tofu.

It's just that the minced meat he made may not taste as good as Mrs. Yan's.

"Soon." Before she could answer, Yan Xiyu had already entered the kitchen.

He bought all the ingredients himself.

Guan Qianyu stood in the living room, looked at the dishes on the table for a while, but didn't go in or leave.

Yan Xiyu cooked a dish really quickly, and the color looked great, so he was very satisfied.

Looking up at her, "Try?"

It was also at this moment that he realized that the gloves on her hand hadn't been taken off yet, and it seemed that she had been waiting here in the same state.

Yan Xiyu frowned, "Ready to eat."

While talking, I wanted to reach out and help her take off the gloves.

But just as he stretched out his hand, just like on the set, she directly retracted her hand and hid it, then looked at him, and said lightly: "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

Yan Xiyu's eyebrows tightened slightly, obviously displeased, but her face was not so ugly, she lowered her gaze to look at her, "If it's just for myself to have a bite of food, do I need to come here to find you?"

Guan Qianyu smiled understandingly and nodded, "You really should go to have dinner with Qiao Ai now. She must be tired after taking pictures all afternoon, and she is also irritable and in a bad mood."

These words are obviously driving people away.

After all, the man's face darkened a bit, and his voice was also very low, "Is it because I wronged you?"

Guan Qianyu smiled lightly, "How dare I?"

Yan Xiyu stared at her for a while, and then said, "The whole set of cosmetics is provided by the brand."

"So you still suspect that I have tampered with her?" She hates being wronged, really hates it!

Especially anything about Joe Love.

"I know it's not you." Yan Xiyu looked straight at her, "You won't, and you don't bother."

He also said: "It is impossible for the brand to take responsibility for her allergies, otherwise the advertisement will not be able to be filmed, and the company will suffer huge losses."

"What does it matter to me?" She felt ridiculous.

"How much did the company lose, and how much did you lose? Why should I pay for it? Just because I don't matter? Because I have no qualifications and no position. I deserve to be wronged?"

He could see how Qiao Ai played tricks on her!

"Why do you have no position?" Yan Xiyu took a step closer, lowered his eyebrows, "Hasn't it always been Mrs. Yan?"

After hearing this, Guan Qianyu found it ridiculously ironic.

"A contracted Mrs. Yan? It turns out that you kept me to show how much you love your Bai Yueguang?"

"Last time, I said that I can come to you if I have a grievance, and you are not allowed to mess with her. Only then did I realize that I can come to you if I have a grievance, so that the two of you can torture me together?"

The man's face darkened, "I don't like your eccentric tone when you talk to me."

It was for her own good that Yan Xiyu didn't allow her to provoke Qiao Ai. Qiao Ai was already a public figure with a large fan base. If she provoked her, she would only get into trouble.

Guan Qianyu looked at him, "I don't like me, I don't like me no matter what, I shouldn't come to the banquet, you don't see me well."

Yan Xiyu wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

Pull out the chair and let her sit there, "Eat, it will be cold in a while."

The other hand tried to grab her arm.

Guan Qianyu hid again, "I said I'm not hungry."

She refused to take off her gloves all the time, feeling that she couldn't hold the chopsticks with her hands at the moment, so she simply stopped eating, since she wasn't hungry anyway.

Yan Xiyu's face darkened, "What do you want? Do you have to make trouble?"

Guan Qianyu looked at him unexpectedly, "I'm making trouble? What's wrong with me? I just don't want to eat, can't I also if I don't want to eat with you?"

"No." He really gave a firm answer.

Then he forcefully pushed her onto the chair, then turned around and brought out the rice.

But just as he was about to serve rice, his cell phone rang quickly.

At first, Yan Xiyu ignored it.

But when the phone rang for the second time, he took a look at it, and when he was about to hang up, he didn't press it because he saw Qiao Ai's call.

Guan Qianyu knew it was Qiao Ai without guessing.

YouQi frowned after listening to it for a while after connecting it, with a bit of worry and anxiety, "What's wrong, didn't you feel fine just now?"

When it was obvious that the meal was not over, she got up and put her chair back in place.

Sure enough, Yan Xiyu quickly hung up the phone and hooked up his coat with the other hand.

Before leaving, he lowered his eyebrows and looked at her again, "Qiao Ai was injured when she finished work, I'll go over there."

"It should." Her tone was light, sounding indifferent.

Moreover, he delivered Yan Xiyu to the door thoughtfully.

On the table in the entrance, she saw a big bag, which happened to be a cake.

I frowned.

Yan Xiyu had already changed her shoes, and looked back at her again, seeing her stunned expression, it was obvious that she had forgotten.

Reaching out his hand to lift her ecstatic face, he said in a low voice, "Today is your birthday, did you forget?"

She didn't speak, still dazed.

Yan Xiyu had never celebrated her birthday before, this was the first time, and she thought it was a surprise.

She hooked her lips, and said in a warm and mellow voice, "Happy birthday! I'll come back later."

He naturally placed a kiss on her forehead and left.

Guan Qianyu was left standing there for a while.

In fact, she never liked birthdays, because her birthday was the anniversary of her mother's death.

In addition, her father passed away, her brother's whereabouts were unknown, and no one would accompany her to live with her anymore. Last year, she decided to never do it again.

For a time, there were mixed feelings.

After a long time, she carried the things to the table and put them on the table, then she pricked her soft lips and slapped a sweet date?