Chapter 363: I'm angry, the kind that can't be coaxed well
Chapter 363: I’m angry, the kind that can’t be coaxed
As soon as the little wife slid over, Ye Lancheng wanted to hug her waist, but before he could reach out his hand, the little wife moved her buttocks and moved away from her again, and even snorted from her nose.
Ye Lancheng was amused by her snort: "What's wrong?"
"Huh!" An Zhisu snorted again.
Ye Lancheng chuckled again: "Who made you unhappy again?"
"You." An Zhisu glared at him.
Ye Lancheng:......
Ye Lancheng said that he was wronged. Didn't he do things to make her happy all day long? First, he used the news of his engagement to suppress Xiao Rui and An Tingnuan, and then made people stir up the scandal of Yang Xi's plagiarism again.
, now the news of her engagement ranks first on the hot search list online, followed closely by Yang Xi’s plagiarism scandal. There is nothing like this that can make my little wife unhappy.
Ye Lancheng looked at Xiao Shi again, he felt that Xiao Shi must know.
"Don't look at Xiao Shi, he doesn't know either." An Zhisu directly blocked Ye Lancheng's way of obtaining information from Xiao Shi.
Xiao Shi nodded, saying that he really didn't know and there was nothing he could do to help.
"Where did I offend you?" Ye Lancheng had no way to turn to him, so he had to ask himself.
An Zhisu snorted and threw the tablet in his hand to Ye Lancheng.
Ye Lancheng took the tablet and looked at it. An Zhisu was flipping through the photo album. In the photo album were pictures she downloaded from the news. They were all photos of herself and different women in the same frame.
"What's wrong with these photos?" Ye Lancheng didn't understand what An Zhisu meant either.
An Zhisu's eyes widened angrily: "What's wrong? You don't know what's going on?"
"What numbers do I have?" Ye Lancheng felt for the first time the embarrassment of insufficient IQ.
"You..." An Zhisu kicked him with her foot: "Why have you taken photos with so many women? I'm so angry. The media even analyzed which woman you were most compatible with, and even said that I was the least likely to be you.
My fiancée, what’s wrong with me? Am I not good-looking? Lao Jiu, tell me, am I good-looking or are those women good-looking?”
Lao Jiu, who was not mentally prepared to be named:...
Damn it, this is a free proposition.
Lao Jiu, who had a strong desire to survive, replied without hesitation: "Young Madam is beautiful, how can those vulgar powders be compared with Young Madam's beauty? There is no comparison at all."
Xiao Shi:……
Are you so good at flattering?
An Zhisu was very satisfied with this answer and asked Xiao Shi: "Xiao Shi, what do you think?"
"I think Brother Jiu is right." Xiao Shi, who has a stronger desire to survive than Lao Jiu, answered the standard answer without thinking.
An Zhisu was very satisfied with this answer, and then said contemptuously: "Ye Lancheng, you are blind."
Ye Lancheng:......
I didn't say you weren't good-looking, nor did I say other women were good-looking.
"I don't think they are good-looking." Ye Lancheng also has a desire to survive. Of course, at this time, he must quickly prove that he is not blind, otherwise he will not be able to lay the floor at night.
"Then you still took photos with them?" An Zhisu couldn't get over this matter. When he saw these photos, he felt dazzling and inexplicably irritated.
"What misunderstanding do you have about the group photo? This can only be considered the same frame at best. Look at this one, there is still a person between her and me. Look at this one again, there are several meters of tables in the middle. And this one, although it is
Standing together, but this is a group photo." Ye Lancheng was simply more unjust than Dou E. The media were convinced that these were all old photos taken from somewhere.
An Zhisu pushed the tablet away and said angrily: "I won't watch it. Anyway, you are in the same scene with other women. I don't like the gossips written by the media. They have all become your rumored girlfriends. How can you compare?"
Jingze has many rumored girlfriends?"
Ye Lancheng:......
Ye Lancheng pointed to his forehead: "Did you see a big word "injustice" written on my forehead? I don't have any rumored girlfriend. Now the media is digging for clues about you and writing all kinds of random things. It's not like I am really related to those
Women matter.”
"Humph!" No matter how Ye Lancheng explained it, An Zhisu only had this word.
Ye Lancheng had a headache: "What do you want?"
An Zhisu: "Huh, I'm in a bad mood, and I can't be coaxed. Unless you cook braised pork for me at night."
Ye Lancheng:......
Lao Jiu:......
Xiao Shi:……
So, young lady, you have been waiting here for our young master for a long time. Are you willing to do it just for a meal of braised pork?
Ye Lancheng's face turned dark.
An Zhisu hummed: "You still want to be angry, don't you? Let me tell you, I didn't want to quarrel with you so I asked you to make up for it. Otherwise, I would open up old scores and even myself would be afraid."
Lao Jiu:......
Xiao Shi:……
Young Madam, I'm afraid you don't know that when our eldest son gets angry, no one is afraid.
Ye Lancheng took a deep breath, held back his temper, and flicked his wife hard on the forehead: "Punch her nose on her face."
Even though he said that, his tone didn't mean he was angry at all.
An Zhisu's "plot" succeeded and pushed Ye Lancheng to cook: "Hurry up and cook. I have taken the meat out of the refrigerator and thawed it. It's just right to cook it now."
Ye Lancheng:......
Is he too spoiled to this woman?
Lao Jiu and Xiao Shi didn't dare to say a word, thinking that this was the changing of the winds, and one thing was subjugated to another. One day, the eldest of them would be subjugated by a woman. It was a long time ago.
"What are you still doing here? Are you waiting for me to cook for you?" Ye Lancheng can't murder his own little wife, nor can he murder his servants.
Lao Jiu:......
Xiao Shi:……
Young Master, we are lying on our backs.
The two brothers, who had a strong desire to survive, ran away. Before leaving, Lao Jiu reported something to An Zhisu. In the afternoon, An Tingnuan went to see Yang Xi and stayed at Yang Xi's house for a long time.
It's clear what they are plotting, but it's probably related to her.
After Lao Jiu left, An Zhisu followed Ye Lancheng into the kitchen like a little tail. The couple worked together in a tacit understanding, one cooking and the other helping.
"A Cheng, what do you think An Tingnuan and Yang Xi are plotting?" An Zhisu admired Ye Lancheng's cutting of meat with his eyes and his mouth was not idle at the same time.
"Apart from trying to ruin our engagement, what else can I do?" Ye Lancheng cut the pork with a neat technique, speaking without any delay in the movements of his hands, and his words were smooth and pleasing to the eye.
An Zhisu coincided with him, thought for a while and said: "Their methods are not clean. I don't know how they want to harm me this time."
"What we are waiting for is that they expose their unclean hands, otherwise how can we catch them." Ye Lancheng is already a good angler. The bait has been put on the hook, and now he is waiting for the fish to take the bait.
An Zhisu clicked his tongue: "If I were as smart as you, I wouldn't have been killed so badly back then."
"In a sense, I still want to thank them." Ye Lancheng said.
An Zhisu glared: "I have a grudge against you."
Ye Lancheng smiled softly: "Why else would you come to me when you were desperate? If you hadn't come to me, we would never have crossed paths."
An Zhisu was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled.