Heart-wrenching pet: the CEO's hot wife

I feel wronged that Ning Yan doesn't love her.

Lan Xin answered silently from the bottom of her heart, but she didn't say it out loud. She straightened her waist, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Mom, don't worry about us. We will take care of our affairs by ourselves."

Lan Xin is a girl with ideas, Shen Lin no longer entangled with this topic after hearing this, but looked at the kitchen location worriedly, and said: "A Yan, can he really cook? I'd better go and see."

She stood up while talking, Lan Xin hurriedly grabbed Shen Lin, and said: "Mom, let me go, you sit here for a while, and I will help him."

Shen Lin nodded, and then Lan Xin stood up and went to the kitchen. When she arrived, Ning Yan was cutting millet peppers. The smell in the kitchen was a bit choking. When she entered, she sneezed first.

The man turned his head after hearing the voice, slowly frowned a pair of sword eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "What are you doing here, you can't stand the smell here, get out!"

Lan Xin covered her nose and glanced at Ning Yan, and said, "What are you cutting so many peppers for? My mother and Susan don't eat spicy food."

"I'll make you a boiled fish. There are basically no dishes you like on the table outside. What kind of soup do you want to drink? Huh?"

He put the chopped millet peppers in the bowl, noticed that she hadn't spoken yet, looked back at her, and asked, "Why don't you talk? Fungus and winter melon soup?"

"Let me do it."

Lan Xin tidied up her emotions and reached out to untie the apron on his body. Ning Yan took a step back to avoid it. There seemed to be a gentle wind between his brows and eyes, which was rare and gentle: "There is a lot of oily smoke here, you go out first, two You can eat it in 10 minutes, huh?"

Lan Xin pursed her lips tightly and said in a low voice: "Ning Yan, you don't have to be so complacent."

Seek perfection?

Ning Yan's originally stretched eyebrows frowned again following these four words. He just saw that Shen Lin didn't cook her favorite dishes, so he just helped her cook a little. How could it become a grievance in her eyes?
"Xinxin, I don't understand what you mean."

Lan Xin thought about it for a while, and said, "Is my meaning not obvious enough? A man standing at the top of the pyramid in City A, there is no need for someone to do such a thing in order to save an ex-wife. It's not worth it, isn't it?"

"I'll be fine."

Lan Xin stepped forward again, but Ning Yan didn't retreat. In the small kitchen, Lan Xin opened his eyes slightly after he approached Ning Yan and felt the oppression from the man's tall body.

Ning Yan took a deep breath, frowned and said, "Xinxin, are you sure you want to fight with me here?"

"Master Ning, have you seen that when a woman loses her temper, the occasion and location are different?"

Lan Xin felt countless dissatisfaction in her heart. She reached for the knife on the table. The man hadn't left yet. He had a strong sense of presence, especially in this small kitchen. Because of his presence, the whole The space seemed more cramped.

"get out."

Ning Yan reached out and snatched the knife from her hand, and then said in a slightly threatening tone: "Xinxin, if you don't want to have lunch, just say it, I have a lot of time to spend with you, anyway, the one sitting outside is not my mother."

"Ning Yan, do you want to lose face?"

Ning Yan glanced sideways at Lan Xin when she heard the words, the girl looked very angry, her face was a little red, her eyes were a little wet, because she was sick, she didn't look very energetic.

But she was so beautiful, even if her face was haggard, it still couldn't match her beauty.

He pursed his lips, the lines on his face were a little tense, but he said in a leisurely tone: "But to deal with you, shamelessness is the most useful. You go out first, and I will eat after I cook two dishes, or are you not hungry?" ?”

Of course she was hungry, so far, she hadn't eaten anything today.

Lan Xin blinked, and came out of the kitchen angrily. Shen Lin hesitated after seeing her, and asked, "Xinxin, why did you come out? Didn't you say you want to help Ayan?"

"He doesn't need my help, he's almost healed, let's wait."

Since Ning Yan wanted to do it, she was also happy and relaxed. Anyway, every time Ning Yan chose Qiao Qiao between her and Qiao Qiao, he would compensate her, regardless of whether she needed it or not.

Growing up in a top wealthy family like the Ning family, Ning Yan lived so much on his own, sometimes it is very understandable.

Ning Yan pinched the time of 10 minutes and brought up the prepared meals. Lan Xin helped Shen Lin to sit down on the dining table. Lan Xin's hungry stomach no longer felt any sensation.

She was sitting on the dining table, pinching the chopsticks to pick up the boiled fish fillets made by Ning Yan, but Ning Yan stopped her halfway, she was a little displeased, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ning Yan put a bowl of fungus and winter melon soup in front of Lan Xin, and said, "Eating spicy food on an empty stomach, do you want to kill yourself? Have some soup first."

A meal, from the appearance, the guests and hosts enjoy themselves.

Lan Xin and Ning Yan didn't leave Jinglan Garden until after four o'clock in the afternoon, because at the turn of spring and summer, the days became a bit longer, and the sun shone blurred on the busy streets, giving Lan Xin a sense of innocence. The feeling of going back in time.

Ning Yan answered a phone call on the way, and said, "Ye Fan's body has been cremated and will be buried tomorrow."

Blue Core took a deep breath and nodded.Ning Yan continued: "Let's go to the old house and pick up An An."

"Ah."

Lan Xin responded, and Ning Yan drove the car all the way to Ning's old house.

There was only one servant cleaning in the living room, and the entire villa felt suffocating due to its emptiness.

"Master."

The servant greeted Ning Yan, then turned his head to Lan Xin and called out to Lan Xin, Young Madam, then lowered his head and continued to clean.

Ning Yan took off his suit jacket and put it on the high-end hanger at the door, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, exposing a strong forearm. It was obviously an ordinary movement, but Ning Yan What he did was arrogant and elegant, which added a wave of bewitchment to him.

"Where's the old lady?"

Ning Yan asked casually, and the servant replied: "The old lady is upstairs with the young master."

"Ah."

Ning Yan took Lan Xin's little hand, strode upstairs, and went straight to the baby room. Just as the servant said, Mrs. Ning was indeed in the baby room. She was in a bad mood. Seeing Ning Yan and Lan Xin's eyes lit up.

"Ayan, Xin'er, you guys are here, what do you want to eat tonight, I'll ask Mama Zhang to make it for you."

Ning Yan's eyebrows turned cold, and he said, "Grandma, we are here to pick up An An."

After hearing Ning Yanlue's reminder, Mrs. Ning said displeasedly: "Ayan, the old house has good medical equipment and a doctor who takes care of An An. Where do you want to take An An?"

"These things are not a problem, I'm ready for Yuewan."

Ning Yan said in a nonchalant manner, he was very determined to take An An away, at least Mrs. Ning could not think of a way to keep her, so she looked sideways at Lan Xin after a long time, and said with a bit of pleading: "Xin'er?"

After meeting such a pair of eyes, Lan Xin didn't know how to refuse.

After all... Mrs. Ning really loves Ning Yan and An An, and... she is sure that it is impossible for her to live in the same place as Qiao Qiao.

Probably because she sensed the reluctance in her eyes, Mrs. Ning hesitated for a long time before she said, "Xin'er, grandma, please..."

After touching her words, Lan Xin hesitated for a long time before coming up with a way to get the best of both worlds. She looked sideways at Ning Yan and said, "Ning Yan, why don't you stay in the old house with An An, I'll go Live with mom for a while?"

Ning Yan's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and he refused without thinking: "Impossible! Xinxin, isn't the matter of Linhai Villa not enough for you to remember?"

Lan Xin took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, but it's impossible for me to appear on the same occasion as Qiao Qiao!"

After she finished speaking, she strode out of the nursery.

The matter of the Linhai villa seemed to be her flaw, and if she touched it, it hurt so badly that it was hard for her to breathe.

She guessed that Ning Yan might have to chat with Mrs. Ning for a while, and then she left the villa and went to the back garden of the old house.There is a large area of ​​blue roses planted inside, and several of them have already bloomed. Because the flowering period of blue roses is from May to June, and it is still April, Lanxin is a little surprised.

After she approached, she saw the weeping little maid under the flowers.

Lan Xin originally wanted to go around for a while, after all, it is impolite to watch others cry.

But just as she was about to leave, the little maid saw her and called out in astonishment: "Young Madam?"

She hurriedly stood up from the ground, looked at her helplessly, her eyes were full of grievances,

Lan Xin had some impressions of this little maid, smiled at her, and asked politely: "Zhuo Zhuo, why are you crying here?"

Zhuo Zhuo glanced at Lan Xin, realized that it was her, choked up and shook his head, then asked: "Young Madam, can you...can you see?"

Lan Xin touched his eyes, nodded, and said, "Yes."

"Then... Young Madam, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you?" She lowered her body and patted the dust off her body, looking straight at Lan Xin.

She shook her head and said, "No need, I came here with A Yan to pick up An An, and I don't intend to live here any longer."

Zhuo Zhuo's tears that had gone away came up again after hearing these words, she stared at her eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Young Madam? Are you and the Young Master going to live in the old house?"

She choked up for a moment, thinking of this possibility, shed a tear helplessly. She had just graduated from university, and she really didn't want to die at all, and she didn't want to do anything ignorant of her conscience.

Lan Xin looked at her with burning eyes, and always felt that the little girl's emotions came very quickly, as if she could cry in the next second.

"Yes."

"Is it because of Miss Qiaoqiao?"

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she stared closely at Lan Xin's eyes, as if she cared very much about Lan Xin's answer.