There was some anger in the voice, An Xiaojing knew who it was without guessing, Leng Yichen, otherwise who would dare to yell so loudly in this house.

"Didn't you see me cooking?"

An Xiaojing bent down, intending to pick up the knife on the ground, but Leng Yichen took a step ahead of her, picked up the knife from the ground, and threw it further away.

The knife, which was originally deformed, was even more distorted this time.

"What do you want to do?" An Xiaojing became angry immediately, this person sincerely refused to let her cook.

"Get out!" Leng Yichen shouted in an orderly tone.

An Xiaojing was at a loss, and then threw away everything in her hands and came out of the kitchen.

It's just that the light was too dark just now, so she found a little wound on her toe now.

An Xiaojing took a careful look. Suddenly, she felt her body became lighter. A force came from behind, hugged An Xiaojing, and then walked to the sofa.

"What are you doing?"

An Xiaojing wriggled her body a little until Leng Yichen put her on the sofa completely.

"Don't move. Aren't you cooking? Why are you so nasty?" He looked at the wound on An Xiaojing's foot, and then took out a row of band-aids from the medicine box.

His movements are very slight.

"Next time, don't cook."

Leng Yichen's tone was very commanding, did An Xiaojing dare to say no?

"I just want to repay Uncle Lin. These days, he has worked hard enough to take care of me." An Xiaojing's voice became smaller and smaller.

"He has lost so much weight, and it is not easy for him to cook my favorite meals every day."

"Uncle Lin is not easy?"

Leng Yichen's tone is not good, could it be that he has lost so much weight, this person can't see it?

Didn't he cook porridge for her before?

At that moment, why did he feel that this woman never saw himself in her eyes.

"It's not easy for you either!"

An Xiaojing has learned to be good and smart, so she quickly added.

Leng Yichen was quite satisfied with this answer, and snorted coldly from his nostrils.

An Xiaojing's wound was treated with alcohol first, and then disinfected with a cotton swab, and then the Band-Aid was applied to An Xiaojing's injured foot.

"It's not like this, it's just a small wound!"

An Xiaojing complained a little weakly, and it was the first time she discovered that Leng Yichen, the president of the Imperial Group, had such a careful side.

"need."

Leng Yichen's answer was very simple, after the band-aids were dealt with, he put away the extras.

"When you take care of yourself, do the same."

Come on, he doesn't think it's troublesome, but she doesn't think it's uncomfortable.

These words rotted into An Xiaojing's stomach, she didn't want to say anything that would dissatisfy Leng Yichen at this time.

"Actually, you are very careful. If you are with someone you like, there should be more loving pictures."

An Xiaojing stated her thoughts at the moment very bluntly, very objectively.

"kindness?"

Leng Yichen was surprised that An Xiaojing suddenly said such a thing to herself, and the content made him unhappy at all.

An Xiaojing was speechless, but Leng Yichen patted her forehead lightly with his hand: "Don't talk nonsense!"

He looked like he was slapping, but when he came to An Xiaojing's place, it became very light.

"Since you haven't eaten, don't move around with your weak body."

Leng Yichen raised his voice, then stood up, and walked towards the kitchen by himself.

An Xiaojing didn't care about it, and simply turned on the TV to watch, changing from one channel to another, but she couldn't find a program she liked.

After a while, I smelled the smell of pickled fish, is this?

The fish that he wanted to kill just now?

An Xiaojing was slightly surprised, did Leng Yichen go to the kitchen to cook himself?Cooked that fish?

However, everything was soon confirmed. When Leng Yichen came out of the kitchen, he was holding the fish he made himself.

"I'll ask Uncle Lin to come over and eat together!"

"Leng Yichen, you actually know how to cook fish!"

An Xiaojing couldn't believe it. When Leng Yichen made porridge before, she was already very surprised, but at that time, she was too depressed, so she didn't pay much attention to such details, so now, seeing Leng Yichen make a When the delicious fish came out, An Xiaojing was stunned.

"kindness!"

He replied, but An Xiaojing's question seemed to bring back some of his past events.

That year, his mother left early, and he knew that in the future, he would never eat all the food made by his mother.

Therefore, the first thing I did when I grew up was to re-cook all the dishes my mother cooked for me back then.

This way, it seems to be closer to that person.

Uncle Lin came in from the outside and was slightly shocked when he saw the pickled fish on the table.

This taste is almost exactly the same as the taste of the dishes cooked by Mrs. Leng back then.

"Uncle Lin, come and taste it!"

An Xiaojing spoke before Leng Yichen, Uncle Lin smiled and sat closer to them.

The three swallowed the fish quickly, and at the end, Uncle Lin asked, "Master, did you do it?"

"kindness!"

Leng Yichen nodded.

Uncle Lin's expression was shocked again.

He never thought that Leng Yichen would cook this dish, it was his wife's favorite thing to cook for him when he was a child.

So, the young master has now made his favorite food and given it to the young mistress?

Tears suddenly flashed in Uncle Lin's eyes.

……

Of course An Xiaojing didn't know this story, she just thought that Leng Yichen's ability to cook was enough to shock her.

"How is Chengfeng?"

Uncle Lin asked, just like Chengfeng, they have been working in Leng's house for many years, and this time something happened to Chengfeng, and he was very worried, but he couldn't get away and went to the hospital to see him.

"Well, he's much better. He should be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I'll pick him up tomorrow!"

Leng Yichen thought for a while, and calculated the time, Chengfeng can also be discharged from the hospital.

"Then I'll go with you!" Uncle Lin said.

An Xiaojing suddenly thought of her brother, An Xianyang, when will he be discharged from the hospital?

"By the way, let Han Su go and have a look at it tomorrow. I still trust Han Su more than the doctor. His diagnosis and technique are the best I have ever seen."

Leng Yichen reminded Uncle Lin, but An Xiaojing was not happy after hearing this.

She couldn't say it, because Han Su had already changed her mind.

As for the hallucinogen that that person gave An Xianyang, she never knew whether Leng Yichen ordered it or not.

"Okay, I'll let him know!"

Uncle Lin nodded.

The three tidied up, and Leng Yichen and An Xiaojing returned to the room.

The days are like this, every day seems to be repeating the same thing, speaking the same language to another person, and even making the same actions.

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