I never thought I was such a cow

Hearing the old man mention Xia Hanshuang suddenly, Lin Chiyang's expression also showed a rare embarrassment.

Zhao Qingwu next to her chose to remain silent. She was not Yan Wuyan's biological mother, and she was about to leave Yan's house, so she would be an outsider by then, and had no right to speak at all.

The old man didn't speak, just stared at Lin Chiyang, he wanted to see how this guy would make a choice.

After a long while, Lin Chiyang exhaled a foul breath, and said slowly: "Han Shuang is a good girl, and she grew up with me, I don't want to disappoint her, but you must know the situation between me and Wu Yan, she has already It's my woman, and I won't let it go."

"So you want to hug left and right?"

Yan Samsara pretended to be angry, and his tone gradually became lower.

"To be honest, I don't know what to do now, so I can only let nature take its course." Lin Chiyang said helplessly, "But before I have a final answer, I don't want to be wronged and silent, and I want to give her enough sense of security."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingwu and Yan Samsara were both moved. When they heard Lin Chiyang mention the three words "sense of security", they both understood Lin Chiyang's intention of making the betrothal gift.

The dowry is tantamount to a life-long commitment.

Maybe this is nothing to Lin Chiyang, but if it reaches Yan Wuyan's ears, it is undoubtedly the strongest sense of security.

Zhao Qingwu looked at Lin Chiyang. If she could decide Yan Wuyan's marriage, she might agree on the spot. She is also a woman, and she understands Yan Wuyan better than Yan Samsara, she can even assert that in the future, the women around Lin Chiyang will definitely No less.

With this responsibility, as long as she is a woman, she must be tempted.

Mr. Yan was also silent for a long time, his face eased a little and he said: "It's rare for a big man like you to have such a delicate mind, anyway, although I can't help Wu Yan answer, but from my point of view, I can I promise you that I will only ask about the two of you, as long as you don't treat Wuyan badly and handle the relationship with those women outside of you well."

After getting the verbal promise from Mr. Yan, Lin Chiyang finally let go of the stone hanging in his heart, and a look of laughter appeared on his face again, jokingly said: "Master, you didn't agree to this stone because you couldn't bear to part with it, did you?"

"Fart, do you think I look like that kind of person?" Yan Samsara immediately blew his beard and stared, a little embarrassed, pulled the topic back forcefully, and asked directly: "Now can you tell me how to watch this thing?" right?"

"It's simple. When you first drop your blood on the stone, it's like the blood-dropping confession in the novel. Then when you meditate, the content of the exercises will automatically appear in your mind."

After Lin Chiyang finished speaking, Yan Samsara couldn't wait to bite his finger and drip some blood, and then sat down on the grand teacher's chair, not even returning to the room, and just entered meditation in the hall with a broken roof.

"This old guy, why is he like a prostitute, he pulled up his pants and left after finishing his job?"

Lin Chiyang muttered, feeling that the old man was not authentic, he went straight into meditation, but left himself aside, and didn't say treat himself to a meal or anything.

Zhao Qingwu next to him seemed to have seen through Lin Chiyang's careful thinking, walked over and said with a smile: "Let's go, the old man doesn't invite you to dinner, I invite you. Before I leave the Yan family, I can still be regarded as the mistress of the Yan family." , entertaining you is not a problem."

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Zhao Qingwu, the mistress of the Yan family, cooks in person, which is not something everyone can enjoy.

And Lin Chiyang became the man favored by the goddess of luck, so flattered that he forgot to move his chopsticks for a while.

"Why, it's my first time cooking, isn't it to your liking?" Zhao Qingwu asked with a smile.

"No, I have a strong taste."

Lin Chiyang chuckled, and joked, "Sister, did your Yan family start out as a salt dealer? Or is there a salt dealer living in your kitchen?"

Zhao Qingwu is so smart, she immediately understood Lin Chiyang's meaning, probably because she put too much salt in cooking, her fair and pretty face flushed slightly, but she skipped the topic naturally: " Don't you have any common sense? You will be a silent husband in the future, but you call me sister?"

"Then what do I call you? Future mother-in-law?" Lin Chiyang said with a smile, "Should I call you old?"

Hearing this, Zhao Qingwu was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that she was not Yan Wuyan's real mother, and she really couldn't afford to be called "mother-in-law".

Secondly, Zhao Qingwu is indeed not that old. At 36 years old this year, she is only ten years older than Lin Chiyang. It is indeed more appropriate to call her sister.

"You mouth, do you think I'm an innocent little girl like Wu Yan? Sugar-coated cannonballs are useless to me."

Zhao Qingwu covered her mouth and smiled, not giving Lin Chiyang a chance to continue teasing herself, and directly asked, "How did you get the exercise you gave the old man before?"

"I made it up by myself, do you believe it?" Lin Chiyang said casually.

"I said believe it, do you believe it?" Zhao Qingwu asked back.

Lin Chiyang touched his nose, and didn't continue to play word games with Zhao Qingwu, but he didn't give a positive answer either.

In fact, this thing was indeed created by tinkering, but it was not made by Lin Chiyang, but by God Ji Luo.

Conceived by God Ji Luo, with the help of Lin Chiyang's power, it was imprinted on the stone, and a trace of warrior fighting spirit at the bone-shaping level was injected into it by the way, and finally the breath was preserved with secret techniques. into his body, to help him awaken the dead warrior fighting spirit in his cells.

Seeing that Lin Chiyang was unwilling to answer, Zhao Qingwu was very educated and did not continue to ask. After all, everyone has their own secrets, and it is very immoral to pry into other people's privacy without authorization.

Zhao Qingwu was silent, but Lin Chiyang was a chatterbox, and couldn't stand the dull atmosphere, so he asked while cooking: "Why did you leave Yan's house?"

"Why else? The identity is exposed."

Zhao Qingwu shrugged her shoulders and said, "You are really a villain. I have lived in Yan's house for more than ten years, and I have always lived in peace. Once you come to Yan's house, my identity will be exposed. If I don't leave, It will bring disaster to the Yan family."

"May I ask what your identity is? Which is your royal highness who mysteriously subjugated the country? Or is it a murderous gangster? You can't be a big carrot who starts chaotically and ends up giving up?"

Lin Chiyang asked subconsciously, he was not as educated as Zhao Qingwu, and he didn't realize that his own mouth touched other people's privacy.

Zhao Qingwu was annoyed by Lin Chiyang, but in the end she endured it, and after pondering for a while, she suddenly said: "Maybe...you didn't feel wronged when you called 'sister'."

"What do you mean?"

Lin Chiyang rolled his eyes, thinking that Zhao Qingwu was deliberately taking advantage of him, and flattened his mouth and said: "As long as it is a woman, as long as it is older than me, I will call you sister."

Zhao Qingwu: "..."