She doesn't want to pretend anymore

It was too late today, and when Yu Yan and his group came out, their stomachs were growling with hunger.

Manshu at least ate a string of sweet potato skins given by Qu Jiu, but the others didn't eat anything.

"Why don't we go get some midnight snack?" Yu Yan looked at everyone.

In fact, he was quite curious whether Yan Siyu was a child of the Yan family.

If it really isn’t, then what should the Yan family do next?

Kick Yan Siyu out of the house?

That's impossible. The Yan family can't afford to lose face.

What's more, the Yan family has cultivated Yan Siyu for so many years, it is impossible for them to drive her out just because of blood relationship. She has not done anything wrong.

"Sure." Shen Yan was also a little hungry.

Feng Cheng nodded and said, "What shall we eat? Any barbecue? I smelled the sweet potato skin that Brother Jiu was roasting earlier, and it tasted really good."

If it wasn't for Manshu, he would have wanted to take a bite.

"Okay, let's go eat at a food stall."

Yu Yan took everyone to the food stall he often went to in high school, which was on Yudai Road, a bar street.

The environment here is nice and the food tastes good, unlike many food stalls which look unhygienic at first glance.

"Give us two grilled fish, fifty skewers of grilled pork belly, and a large serving of pig's trotter soup..."

Yu Yan ordered the food as if she was familiar with the place.

The others sat around the table.

The pig's trotter soup came up first, and Yu Yan asked everyone to have a bowl.

"The pig's trotter soup here is a must-try. The soup is thick, the pig's trotters are soft and tender, and the kelp is also good."

He personally served a bowl to Shen Yan and Feng Cheng respectively.

Only after they had a drink and found it tasty did they start talking.

"Brother Yan, is what you said in the hospital today true? Is there really something wrong with Aunt Yan's blood type?"

Shen Yan could see that Yu Yan exuded the smell of evil all over his body.

He tried a skewer of roasted pork belly, which was crispy and spicy, not greasy and tasted great.

"There's nothing wrong with Aunt Ruyu's blood type." He glanced at everyone and didn't continue.

But smart people should understand.

There is nothing wrong with Yan Ruyu’s blood type, it is type O, so who has the problem?

Yan Siyu, and the case record from St. Paul's Hospital!

Manshu ate a lot from beginning to end, but his mind was full of wild thoughts.

Uncle San and his men are taking action tonight, and I don’t know if it’s safe.

At this time, Yan Zhan and his car were following behind the broken Volkswagen, about several cars away, and it was not easy to be noticed.

Yan Zhan asked them to follow the car while analyzing their next destination based on the street surveillance.

Finally, circle an area on your computer.

"It's still a village in the city?" Tong Yan frowned after looking at it.

After going around in circles for a long time, their action plan did not change at all.

"It's not a small Western-style building." Yan Zhan looked deeply at the map.

Tong Yan was startled, but quickly came to his senses.

Yes, because the magic hand is trapped in the museum, the police will get the news soon.

So, they will not go back to the small villa.

"What's your plan? You're not going back to the small western-style building but are still heading towards the village in the city. Is this considered a provocation?"

Officer Xiao Zhu next to him interrupted.

His words reminded Tong Yan.

"Maybe in their eyes, the most dangerous place is the safest." Tong Yan took a paper map and marked it with a marker.

"The plan they had made previously was to surround the small western-style building, and our personnel were also deployed in that area."

"In order to avoid being surrounded by the police, they will choose..."

Tong Yan wrote and drew on the map and quickly circled out an area.