Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Chapter 141 What does that person think?

After pushing and shoving the card, it was finally stuffed into Yan An's coat pocket.

As expected, giving red envelopes during the Chinese New Year can be applied to various situations in life.

"I don't think there's anyone to take care of him on the mountain. You can ask the young master to do the housework to distract him."

"We don't recommend him to stay here. It's okay to stay for a day or two, but it will be very unlucky if he stays for a long time." Yan An said sincerely.

Butler Liu sighed deeply, "It's unfortunate that the young master always has to bear everything alone. The young master really treats you as a family member."

Yan An felt the card in his hand was hot and whispered, "... Let's see how long it can last."

Butler Liu didn't know whether he heard it or not, and looked at Yan An with relief and gratitude.

Then he waved goodbye and got on the truck and went down the mountain with peace of mind.

In the B&B, seeing that Yan Xichen still looked gloomy despite showing his full forehead and eyebrows, Yan An felt that the housekeeper was right.

So after dinner, she didn't even bother washing the dishes and just let Yan Xichen do it.

The gloomy big dog frowned, and looked straight at Yan An with his light gray eyes with a wronged look. After looking for a while, he finally went to work honestly.

Obviously, for the young master who rarely does housework, the skill of washing dishes is very lacking.

After a while, he dropped the bowl and cut his hand.

He cut his hand but didn't say anything. He just stood there and watched his palm bleed.

If Yan An hadn't been secretly observing him, I wonder if he would have waited until the ground was covered in blood before making a sound.

The two people lying on the recliners looked at each other, and Yan An gave Zhao Mingzhao a wink.

The young master also wanted to save face. If Zhao Mingzhao, who was not very familiar with him, saw him looking so stupid, he might get angry.

Zhao Mingzhao went upstairs reluctantly, looking back every few steps, while Yan An got up and walked into the kitchen.

"You don't have to wash the dishes, but you have to mop the floor later."

Yan Xichen slowly raised his head, his eyes fixed, "..."

Yan An smiled, "Otherwise, I'll just be idle, right?"

"I understand." Yan Xichen nodded and pretended to go to the bathroom to get a mop to mop the floor.

Yan An grabbed him and said, "Treat the wound first."

Yan Xichen's dog-like eyes, which were slightly drooping, were tinged with dark colors.

He gritted his teeth and said, "This filthy blood should have been drained away."

"Then you can't let the house I bought be filled with blood." Yan An said dissatisfiedly and twisted his arm.

The raging storm in my heart was suddenly stopped by the pain in my arm.

His eyes suddenly turned red, and he looked at Yan An accusingly, "It hurts."

"Then I'll make it up to you by bandaging you." Yan An pulled the man to sit on the sofa and took out the medicine box from the cabinet under the coffee table.

"What exactly happened?" Yan An felt that if he didn't find out, he would regret it.

What on earth suddenly made this young master become like this, extremely depressed?

Yan Xi suddenly grabbed Yan An's hand and said, "Can you hug me?"

Yan An was stunned for a moment, put the cotton swab soaked with iodine aside, and walked forward to hug him, "Why not?"

Now it was Yan Xichen's turn to be stunned. He didn't expect Yan An to be so easy to talk to.

Someone quickly stepped back, and he immediately stood up and hugged him back.

The young man bent slightly, put his chin on Yan An's shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "I have found my real enemy."

Yan An lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and came up with a possibility that was a little unbelievable but very consistent with the plot of the novel.

When he was just injured, Yan Xichen said: The dirty blood must be drained.

"You helped the police solve the missing star case, didn't you?"

Yan Xichen spoke in a deep voice and continued without waiting for Yan An's answer.

"The police discovered that there was a doctor in the organization who was responsible for taking care of Shi's psychological condition...but he had lived in the country for a period of time and had taken care of a patient with depression."

Yan An, “…”

"Why did he ask the doctor to change my mom's medication? Why did he make her illness worse? Even the car accident that caused my mom's serious illness and injured my leg was orchestrated by him.

What is his real purpose? He plotted against his entire family, so what good would that do?

"After all, the way this kind of person thinks is beyond the comprehension of normal people like us. Perhaps you should ask him."

"I don't want to see him! It's easier to just kill him."

"..." When Yan An looked up, he saw Zhao Mingzhao standing at the stairs, about to come down.

It's not okay to talk about fighting and killing in front of the police.

"Instant noodles?" Yan An's voice was a little higher. "I'll make it for you later."

Zhao Mingzhao sighed helplessly and took out a cigarette box from his pocket. "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette. Warm reminder, the floor is covered in blood."

After saying that, he walked past Yan An and Yan Xichen in cotton slippers and walked out the door.

Yan Xichen put away his wolf-like eyes and softened them. Before Yan An could react, he rubbed his cheek against the top of her head.

Yan An finally pushed the man away and said, "This floor needs to be mopped vigorously."

Yan Xichen finally sat down on the sofa obediently. Yan An disinfected him, sprinkled medicine powder on him and bandaged him before putting the medicine box away.

"Mop the floor." She stood up to go upstairs, but her hand was held back.

Yan Xichen looked at her hopefully, "If you were with me, I would be more patient and ask that beast what he really thinks."

"I'm not very available recently." Yan An said.

Yan Xichen was puzzled, and then he saw the bandage he had just wrapped break.

His eyelids twitched.

How is this possible... The bandage isn't made of paper, how could it suddenly break...

Seeing this, Yan An took out the medicine box and wrapped it up for him again. "I've been a bit unlucky lately. I'm afraid of being hit by a car when I go out."

Yan Xichen looked thoughtfully at Yan An, and asked, "Like the ghost that haunted my place before?"

Yan An nodded.

"I understand." Yan Xichen nodded.

At this time, Yan An still didn't understand what his "understanding" meant until three days later.

Yan Xichen, who stayed at home either cleaning or lying in a daze, said he wanted to go out for a walk together.

After a nap, it is good to wake up refreshed.

"That's great. I also want to go out for a walk." Zhao Mingzhao stood up immediately.

Yan Xichen frowned, "I'm talking to my sister about some private family matters."

Zhao Mingzhao paused and looked at Yan An.

Yan An thought Yan Xichen might want to talk about his mother, so he said, "We'll come back to find you after he finishes, and then go out for a walk together."

"Okay then." Zhao Mingzhao nodded with a smile on his lips, "I'll play another game."

Yan An nodded repeatedly.

When I walked out of the courtyard and onto the main road, I actually saw Butler Liu.

He got out of the passenger seat and opened the back door.

There was also a black car following behind.

Yan An was a little surprised by this situation. After more than an hour's drive, he saw Yan Guoqiang tied up and kneeling in the ruined temple.

She was even more surprised, and her scalp felt a little numb.

After all, she is half a civil servant... Is it a family matter if a son kidnaps his father?

When I checked, the heartbreaking value was 70.

Ok……

It's just kidnapping people to chat and reminisce, it's nothing.

Yan Guoqiang was blindfolded and his mouth was taped.

As soon as Yan Xichen raised his hand, Dawson stepped forward and tore off the tape on his face, causing Yan Guoqiang to gasp in pain.

"Who are you?! If you have anything to say, just sit down and talk it out. Why do this?"