Lan Xin's family.

Qiao An has been working overtime frequently recently, so Aunt Xu brought Zhan Zhan and Xin directly to Lan Xin. Qiao An usually came to pick them up after get off work.

When the door opened, Qiao An put away her depressed mood, turned into a bright and bright face, and then stepped into the house.

"An'an, you're back!" Lan Xin, who was watching a movie with Fang Ziyu on the sofa, heard the movement at the entrance and immediately stood up to greet him.

"Go and sit down at the dining table. Aunt Xu made your favorite Meiling porridge today. I'll heat it up for you."

"No, I've eaten." Qiao An really didn't have much appetite today.

The more indestructible a person looks on the outside, the softer and more delicate their heart is. Lan Xin can see through Qiao An's disguise at a glance.

If this continues, her body will collapse.

Without any explanation, Lan Xin pushed Qiao An to the dining table.

"Okay, I'll do it myself, don't touch your arm." Qiao An was cautious, for fear of hurting Lan Xin's hand which was still in plaster.

"It's okay! Just wait here obediently."

"You two should calm down for a while." Fang Ziyu had already thrown down the remote control in his hands at some point and walked into the kitchen.

After a while, a steaming bowl of delicate and soft Meiling porridge was brought to Qiao An.

Qiao An took it in shock and said thank you.

It's just that the always sweet Meiling porridge has lost its taste today, and it seems to be mixed with coptis.

But Qiao An still put spoonful after spoonful into his mouth mechanically.

Fang Ziyu glanced at Qiao An and really wanted to take a picture of her like a puppet on a string and show it to someone.

I really saw a ghost, Fang Ziyu's cell phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID was someone.

He originally wanted to go back to the sofa and glanced at Qiao An, but suddenly changed his mind, pulled out a chair at the corner of the dining table and sat down.

"Second brother." The voice was neither loud nor quiet, just enough for Qiao An to hear clearly.

Qiao An's fingertips holding the bowl trembled.

Fang Ziyu didn't shy away from anything, talking on the phone as if no one else was watching, tapping his fingertips on the dining table, seemingly grabbing people's attention.

"What do you mean, things are going to turn around. Second brother, you also have today, tsk tsk tsk..."

Qiao An lowered her eyes and drank her Mei Ling porridge indifferently, but Fang Ziyu's tapping made her involuntarily perk up her ears.

"What's the matter? What time is it? Second brother, don't you always have an old man's routine?" Fang Ziyu's tone was so harsh that Qiao An couldn't help but frown.

The small gesture caught Fang Ziyu's eyes, causing him to curl up his mouth, and his tone became more playful, "You have to be considerate of me. I'm not like you now. I'm not alone. I'm very busy at this time."

Lan Xin, who was standing next to her, couldn't stand listening anymore and stretched out her hand to tug Fang Ziyu's arm.

Mo Kai, who was on the other end of the phone, took off his glasses and frowned. Not bothering to listen to his poor talk, he directly issued an ultimatum, "I have something to ask you. Mujin Garden, you have thirty minutes to arrive."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Fang Ziyu looked at the call that had ended, glanced at Qiao An who was obviously stunned, the corners of his mouth curved wider, and then stood up and took a step.

"I went to Hibiscus Garden, and a certain person got bored and asked me to accompany him."

I don't know if Gao Yang's voice is reporting to Lan Xin or wanting to tell the world.

Qiao An's eyelashes trembled slightly as she stirred the Meiling porridge in her hand.

He is in Hibiscus Garden, and he is alone.

At this moment, Qiao An didn't even realize that her anxious heart suddenly calmed down.


Chapter completed!