Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Chapter 88 99 Heartbreaking Value

Song Bojian ate it, his expression as calm as ever, and chewed slowly.

Liu Yong ate it, chewing it with big mouthfuls, and then picked up other dishes without any reaction.

Yan An then scooped a bowl for himself and tasted the soup first.

Mmm... salty.

She picked up another meatball and ate it. When she wasn't noticing, Song Bojian had already stood up and brought a cup of warm water to her.

The meatballs are fresh, but a bit salty.

Under the vague gaze of Yan Xichen, the person who cooked this dish, Yan An took a date cake and fish balls and ate them together.

My throat felt salty and choked, and I was about to drink some water, when I found a glass of water next to me.

Because she and Song Bojian were sitting next to each other, she wanted to ask whose water it was.

Then Song Bojian said, "Your water."

Yan An once again admired his "mind-reading" ability and drank the water.

Yan Xichen frowned, "It's not that bad. I've tried it, it's just a little salty."

"I didn't say it was bad." Yan An shook his head, and Liu Yong agreed. Finally, even Song Bojian ate another meatball to express that the taste was okay.

Butler Liu smiled and said he wanted to try it too. After sitting down, he scooped up a large bowl of soup and several meatballs.

It was hard to persuade the people on the other side of the table, but even though it was a little salty, it still tasted great.

After eating the food that the young master had put in his bowl, in the afternoon, several people, especially the housekeeper Liu, kept drinking water and kept the thermos in his hand.

Song Bojian's treatment method is acupuncture and medication.

Chinese medicine was also to be shipped abroad, so Yan An's tranquilizer was also shipped over.

After Yan An played with his lost and found mobile phone for a while, he did not waste any time and started to pick up his previous training.

Don't sleep in, get up early and go running.

After running, there is a ready-made sparring partner to train with her.

Liu Yong and Yan An fought fiercely in the open space. After being pushed down by Yan An, he got up with mixed feelings.

"You were just strong before, but now you've learned martial arts. You're truly formidable. It's no wonder that you took down the mercenary leader."

Yan An unscrewed the bottle cap, took a few sips of water, and said, "But unfortunately, two fists are no match for four hands, nor for bullets."

"You can train agility." Song Bojian came over, "I'll teach you."

Yan An was surprised, "Okay!"

Yan An started the devilish training, which was devilish but reasonable.

Yan Xichen was also very easy to talk to and prepared a venue for her. Here, there was no need to worry about disturbing others.

One day when the weather was cool, Yan An was running with weights when he felt someone attacking him from behind. He turned around and kicked the person.

The person behind him reacted quickly and dodged, and the two started fighting.

Truckloads of information documents were transported into the manor. Yan Xichen, who was feeling dizzy from looking at all this stuff, came out to see Yan An's agile figure.

Butler Liu sighed, "Miss An An is definitely hiding her abilities. Her skills are truly extraordinary. No wonder she was able to pull you out of the sea."

Yan Xichen glanced at his still-healed leg and said, "I wish I were this strong."

Butler Liu smiled and said, "You may not be very strong physically, but you are very strong financially. Miss An An is working hard to change, so you should also work hard."

Yan Xichen pursed his lips, nodded, stood for a while, and then went back to study management knowledge and check the information of the family business.

Song Bojian used his skills to subdue Yan An, but the person he held down was like a calf, with endless strength, making it difficult for him to resist.

In the end, I couldn't hold it down and got hit on the face.

He covered his face. Yan An cried out in surprise and tiptoed to remove his hand. Sure enough, she saw that his cheek was swollen...

"I'm sorry... I was so excited that I didn't control my strength well."

Song Bojian, "..."

Control the strength, it's still so strong.

She probably ate Popeye's spinach.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed and Song Bojian finished treating Yan Xichen.

Yan Xichen's legs now only need some rest and they will recover as before without any sequelae.

Song Bojian had been out of work for the past half month, and Qian Lai was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, so he came over in person.

Seeing Yan An was there too, he showed an astonished expression.

Then he took out his tablet and kept talking about a lot of work content.

Song Bojian listened and nodded, "It's all right. I can continue working from now on."

Money to push up the glasses.

He said this as if he were some kind of black-hearted agent...

Then he picked up his phone and started to call Song Bojian for work.

They were leaving early tomorrow morning. Yan An packed a few clothes into his backpack, and when he was about to zip it up, the zipper just fell off.

This is a new backpack.

She lifted her backpack, and the strap broke.

All this seemed to be brewing something, and Yan An had to be vigilant.

[Alert: Heartbreak value increased by 50 Heartbreak value 55/100]

How much? 50 more all at once...

What earth-shattering event happened to cause such an increase in the heart-wrenching value?

After fifty heavy blows, the heartbreaking value continued to increase.

While fighting the flickering switch, Yan An hid in the closet and closed the door.

There was a crackling sound of something falling outside. Yan An took out his cell phone and called Jiang Xiaobai, but no one answered.

She called Zhao Mingzhao again, but still no one answered. Fu Shen... didn't answer either.

Wang Jing answered the phone in a calm tone, "Miss An An, what's going on over there? Is there an earthquake?"

"Where is Brother Fu?" Yan An asked.

"Mr. Fu is not in the company because of something. I don't know what it is."

"Where's Jiang Xiaobai?"

"Wasn't she in the hospital due to an accident?"

"Where's Zhao Mingzhao?"

"I don't know. Mr. Zhao came to see Mr. Fu before, but then left in a hurry. I'm not sure why."

The ominous premonition grew stronger and stronger. Yan An hung up the phone and waited silently...

"What's going on? Yan An."

Yan Xichen's voice came from outside, and Yan An shouted: "Don't come in, I'm fine."

But that person obviously wasn't the type to listen to advice. Instead of going out, he opened the closet door.

Seeing Yan An huddled inside, Yan Xichen was stunned. "What are you doing? What's going on in your room?"

Before he could finish his words, Yan An pulled him into the closet and the door was slammed shut.

"Bang." The crystal chandelier fell to the ground, and the decorations on it flew everywhere like hidden weapons.

Yan Xichen was stunned when he heard the sound of someone hitting the closet door.

"This house is an old one, is it finally haunted?"

"Bang." The small space they were in shook and fell forward.

Yan Xichen reached out and subconsciously hugged Yan An, pressing her to his chest to protect her.

Then he felt a shock on his back, and the two of them fell down together with the wardrobe.

Yan An lay on top of Yan Xichen and looked at him deeply, "Take care."

When the heart-wrenching value reached 99 like a countdown, Yan An closed his eyes and rested his chin on Yan Xichen's shoulder.

At this moment, all you need is peace.

In the darkness, the two people leaning against each other seemed to have returned to the day when they met under the bed.

Yan Xichen was even more confused when he saw Yan An waiting to be killed. He suddenly felt sour, bitter and uncomfortable in his heart.

He raised his hand and touched the back of her head soothingly.