She doesn't want to pretend anymore

“Why can’t I eat spicy food?”

Yan Zhentian still doesn't know what's going on.

I only saw Yan Zhan stopping the little girl from eating chili peppers and frowning.

It's so cold today, eating some chili peppers to warm you up, why can't you eat them?

Yan Zhan: "She's on her period."

"Oh, your period?"

The old man was a little embarrassed.

But after a flash of thought, he glared at Yan Zhan: "How did you know?"

Manshu wanted to cover his face.

Yan Zhan ignored the old man. There was no point in talking to him about this.

Didn’t you see that the little girl’s earlobes were red?

However, his eyes were on the downstairs.

He was sitting next to the window.

As soon as I turned my head, I could see outside the window that another car was coming down the mountain in the dam below.

Yan Zhan has excellent eyesight and even better memory.

He recognized at a glance that this was the car that had passed by theirs on the mountain before.

A bodyguard got out of the car and the driver opened the back door.

The people in the car finally revealed their true colors.

However, this man was wearing sunglasses, so I couldn't see clearly. His hair was a little gray, so he looked to be in his fifties or sixties, right?

Because the sunglasses blocked half of his face, it was hard to tell and we could only judge by his hair.

Of course, there are also people who have gray hair at a young age.

But there is an unusual air of old age about this man, and he does not look very young.

The man was very observant. When he saw Yan Zhan looking at him, he immediately looked up and met Yan Zhan's eyes.

Although he couldn't see what the eyes looked like behind the sunglasses, Yan Zhan could feel the other person's sharpness.

After all, he was Third Master Yan, so there was no need to evade him and he just looked at him nonchalantly.

The other party curled his lips and nodded to Yan Zhan as a greeting.

Only then did Yan Zhan withdraw his gaze.

When Manshu saw Yan Zhan looking out the window, she also leaned over to take a look.

"There are more and more cars parked in the dam. I guess this farmhouse won't be able to accommodate any guests soon."

We can't entertain you anymore.

The last box has been occupied.

Manshu and his friends occupied a large private room, but there were only four of them.

The boss's youngest son hesitated and wanted to knock on the door to ask if he could share a table.

"I'll ask for you. If that doesn't work, you can only wait for other guests to come out first."

The person he brought was actually the driver of the second master.

"Then ask." The driver rubbed his hands.

It is really cold today, and we are stuck halfway up the mountain. It is really like adding insult to injury.

The young man knocked on the door, and when someone answered, he pushed the door open and came in.

"Four guests, it's like this, there are a lot of people blocking the mountain today, and there are also many people coming to our place to eat and rest. Look, the seats outside are full, so I want to ask if we can share a table."

"Don't worry, we won't charge you for sharing a table. We'll waive it for everyone today."

"There are only four of them, so it's just right for them to share the table with you guys."

No one in the room spoke.

The young man was also unsure.

He glanced at the table and saw that everyone was almost done eating.

Yan Zhentian was just about to speak and say that they would be ready soon.

But Yan Zhan got there first: "Okay."

What can you do?

Yan Zhentian glared at his son.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to share a table.

It’s just that we’ve almost finished eating, so why bother arguing? Can’t we just vacate the seat and leave?

As if he knew what the old man was thinking, Yan Zhan advised him: "It's cold outside, but it's quiet and warm in the private room."

You just stay here quietly.

It was warm in the car, but sitting in the car was definitely not as comfortable as sitting in the room.

Yan Zhentian stopped talking.