I became beautiful by eating melons

Jiang Chen and Ye Rou ran away without eating. Liang Yushan was not interested in these messy things. He drank the rice porridge, coughed all the way, and returned to the study.

Only the mother and daughter were left at the dinner table.

Although we were sitting together, our hearts seemed far apart.

The silence was quickly broken.

Ji Yan was the first to speak, "An Ning, why are you dressed like this?"

Her face was painted so white that I couldn’t see her features clearly even when I was sitting so close to her.

Just like a clown singing in an opera.

Liang An Ning stirred the bowl of porridge and said calmly: "What do you mean by this? What does this look like?"

Ji Yan was frightened by Liang An Ning's crazy behavior in the afternoon and did not dare to provoke An Ning again.

She said gently, "An Ning, this kind of dress doesn't suit you."

Liang An Ning said nothing, but stirred the porridge faster with the spoon.

Ji Yan thought she had heard it, and continued: "Don't change yourself to please others."

She is also a woman, and she was young once, so she knows what her daughter is thinking.

It's just that she thought Jiang Chen liked it and she tried to please him deliberately.

Liang An Ning suddenly turned his head to look at Ji Yan, and asked with an attitude of being humble and eager to learn: "Tell me, how can I make Jiang Chen like me?"

Ji Yan was speechless for a moment.

She has an arrogant personality and rarely tries to guess what men are thinking, so naturally she doesn't know how to seduce men.

Otherwise, she and Liang Yushan had been married for twenty years and they would have already dealt with Liang Yushan.

After all, from childhood to adulthood, as long as it was something she wanted, her commander father would naturally give it to her without her having to go to great lengths to snatch it.

Seeing Ji Yan remained silent, Liang An Ning sneered, her red lips slightly swollen, and the words she uttered were like sharp knives.

"Mom, you haven't succeeded before, and you're still lecturing me?"

She wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, slammed it on the table, and stood up to leave.

Ji Yan stared at the bright red lip print on the handkerchief, the anger in his heart was like a pressure cooker, making a sharp sound.

The stool was pushed away suddenly, making a harsh sound.

"Liang Anning, stop right there!"

Liang An Ning stopped and spoke with an impatient tone.

"what happened again?"

Ji Yan didn't bother to discuss things with her in a friendly manner. She ordered, "Go wash off your makeup and change your clothes!"

Liang An Ning refused, "Why?"

"Just because I'm your mother!" Ji Yan roared.

Liang An Ning's tone became even more indignant, "You are my mother, so you have the right to control me? It is my freedom to wear clothes and put on makeup. I like to dress like this, why do you control me!"

Ji Yan walked towards Liang An Ning angrily, "As long as you are my daughter, you have to listen to me."

With her came a tremendous rage.

Liang Anning is still a child after all, and naturally fears his mother.

Although she still held her neck stiff, her eyes were wandering.

Ji Yan walked closer, suddenly suppressed all her anger, and asked in a gentle voice: "An Ning, you are my only daughter. I won't hurt you. Be good and wash off your makeup."

Liang An Ning was more afraid of her than her angry mother.

It was like the scene before a storm, bottomless, dark and terrifying.

But Liang An Ning is Ji Yan's daughter and inherited her equally domineering temper.

Liang Anning lowered his head and whispered, "I understand."

She went upstairs obediently.

The dissatisfaction, resentment and hatred towards my mother in my heart were like the sea before a storm, rolling and roaring wildly!

Ji Yan stayed where he was, looking at his daughter's back.

She was originally satisfied with her daughter's obedience, but then she began to feel uneasy, as if she had missed a step when going down the stairs, and she felt extremely uneasy.

Ji Yan turned his head and met Ye Rou's gaze on the second floor.

She stood on the stairs and watched the whole process quietly. She met Ji Yan's eyes, smiled brightly, raised her hand, and said cheerfully, "Aunt Ji."

Ever since this little bitch came, things started to go wrong with An Ning.

Ji Yan hated Ye Rou with all his heart, but he couldn't break up with her yet.

She quickly put on a fake smiling mask and said with concern, "You didn't eat much for dinner. I'll ask Aunt Wu to heat up the food for you."

Ye Rou put her hands on the railing and said with a smile: "But I don't like drinking white rice porridge."

"Then let Aunt Wu make something you like." Ji Yan was not in the mood to discuss with her what to eat for dinner, he just wanted to deal with her.

"I like chicken noodle soup, especially the old hen soup cooked by Aunt Ji." Ye Rou said with a smile.

Ji Yan stopped smiling and looked at Ye Rou intently.

Ye Rou was not willing to be outdone and looked back.

Chicken soup, chicken soup and chicken soup again!

Ye Rou has been here for three days, and she has been stewing chicken soup for three days!

The fishy smell of chicken wrapped in anger surged into Ji Yan's heart, "You are deliberately disgusting me with chicken soup!"

Ye Rou said innocently: "Aunt Ji, how can you think of me like this? Some people are good at Huaiyang cuisine, some are good at Sichuan cuisine, and some are good at Northeastern stews. You are best at making chicken soup. This is my affirmation of your skills."

Ji Yan didn't believe a word that little bitch said.

Ye Rou stopped smiling and said coldly, "Aunt Ji, you were the one who invited me to live in the Liang family. Is this how you treat guests?"

Ji Yan felt a sense of depression in his chest, and his teeth were chattering.

"Okay, I'll go make you chicken noodle soup!"

She gave up looking for Liang An Ning and turned into the kitchen.

Her heeled slippers made a clicking sound.

As soon as Ji Yan left, Ye Rou also slipped into the house.

Sure enough, after a while Liang An Ning came out of the bedroom and entered Tian Zihui's room.

"grandmother!"

There was another round of crying and complaining, but this time the person Liang An Ning cursed was not Ye Rou, but Ji Yan.

Tian Zihui's reaction is very interesting.

Not only did she not help Ji Yan explain, but to Ye Rou, she seemed to be belittling Ji Yan by using the excuse of comforting Liang An Ning.

This is clearly an attempt to sow discord between Ji Yan and Liang An Ning, the mother and daughter.

Ye Rou was even more confused.

Isn’t Tian Zihui targeting her?

She couldn't figure it out and murmured to herself.

"Ji Yan cares about Liang An Ning the most. She wants to use Liang An Ning to drive Ji Yan crazy, and then let Ji Yan attack you." Jiang Chen suddenly leaned closer and said.

"Is it so troublesome?" Ye Rou muttered, and tilted her head, kissing Jiang Chen's face with her lips.

Jiang Chen smiled triumphantly, lifted the man up and threw him onto the bed, and he followed closely behind him.

Ye Rou always felt that she had forgotten something, but soon she no longer had the energy to think about it.

In the kitchen on the first floor, Ji Yan, who was angry, picked up a big kitchen knife and chopped the chicken into pieces.

Chicken soup, chicken soup, chicken noodle soup!

Bitch, bitch, little bitch!

Eat, eat, I’ll keep eating until you die!

The lady, who was very particular about her manners, came to the kitchen in the middle of the night to stomp a chicken, and her expression became increasingly ferocious and terrifying.

Aunt Wu was afraid and stayed away from it, feeling that the job was becoming increasingly difficult.

Miss Ye is the only normal person in the family.

Ugh!