She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Manshu also couldn't stand the solemn looks of Yan Zhan and Yan Zhentian.

"My childhood was actually not bad. My neighbor Wang Yi took good care of me. There was also a boy named Chen Chuan who grew up with me. He was good at fighting and he would always protect Wang Yi and me."

"Boy?"

Yan Zhan raised his eyebrows.

"Are you good at fighting?" Yan Zhentian's eyes lit up.

"He's just my good friend, there's no other meaning." Manshu saw that Yan Zhan's face was not right and explained immediately.

Yan Zhentian was very disappointed: "Why are you explaining to him? You and Chuanzi grew up together, so you are childhood sweethearts."

"Even if you have something, grandpa won't object!"

Manshu looked at the old man speechlessly: Of course you're fine, but Uncle San's expression says it all.

"We are just good friends, what can happen? Chuanzi is in front of us, just like a good sister."

This was what Wang Yi had said before to block others, and Manshu was very adept at using it.

Speaking of Chen Chuan, Chen Chuan and Wang Yi came over hand in hand.

The two of them just returned to their hometown recently.

As soon as they heard that Grandma Yan and Manshu had returned, the adults asked them to bring New Year gifts to their home.

The two of them had a good relationship with Manshu, and in fact they gave each other gifts every New Year, so it wasn't too surprising.

However, Chen Chuan and Wang Yi were a little surprised to meet Yan Zhan and Old Man Yan at the Yan family.

Although they had met the two at Manshu's family recognition party and even stayed at Yan's house for a day, they did not have much contact with the two.

The aura of these two people makes people feel a little scared.

Especially after learning that the boy who came in was Manshu's childhood sweetheart Chen Chuan, Yan Zhan's aura became even more full.

"Why are your grandfather and your uncle here too?" Wang Yi pulled Manshu and muttered beside him.

Manshu: "I heard that the folks in our village are simple and honest, and the New Year celebrations are more lively, so let's come to the countryside to celebrate the New Year together, right?"

"But..." Wang Yi thought to himself, if they just stood there casually, the villagers would not dare to communicate with them much.

Chen Chuan didn't care about these things. He talked to Manshu about his experiences during the holiday.

Manshu had recommended him to join Feng Jin's crew before. After the filming was finished, the director admired him very much, so he introduced him to another job.

He has made two or three movies in this way.

Although some of his appearances are just one or two shots, I have to say that the more I film Chen Chuan, the more I feel him.

"I have a feeling I'm going to be famous."

He put his hands around one shoulder and said, "Hurry up and save a few of my autographs. When you become famous, it will be difficult to get my autograph again."

"How about this, I'll give each of you 100 tickets, is that enough?"

"See how righteous my brother is?"

Manshu and Wang Yi made a "tsk" sound at the same time and were too lazy to pay attention to him.

Yan Zhan, on the other hand, stared at Chen Chuan's hand on Manshu's shoulder with burning eyes.

If it were a different scene, Yan Zhentian would definitely be angrier than Yan Zhan.

But now isn’t it time to see Yan Zhan being humiliated?

Besides, it’s obvious that this guy has no interest in his own child.

So, he dragged Yan Zhan and walked towards the kitchen: "Let's stop being an eyesore here and go help Grandma Manshu."

Yan Zhan couldn't say no.

Chen Chuan realized it later and asked Manshu quietly, "Why do I feel that the way your Third Uncle looked at me just now was not right?"

He was so scared that he didn't even dare to look up, for fear that Yan Zhan would glare at him to death.

It’s no wonder that if someone like Yan Zhan were to film a movie, he would definitely be good at playing a killer.