When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

Chapter 42 When the black-bellied and frivolous male protagonist is broken

... The car followed them like this, did you really think he didn't notice?

Such a stylish car like Land Rover must not be kidnapped. After thinking about it, only Feng Yangao can do this.

Qi Yan couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect Feng Yangao to have such a cute side?

Wen Ruo was walking here, feeling sullen in his heart. He didn't expect Qi Yan to clarify his relationship with him so much just now... Doesn't he like himself and want to guard him?And that group of men also, insisting on asking the bottom line, I was so embarrassed... Qi Yan didn't even come to coax him along the way, how could it be like this!

Thinking of this, Wen Ruo couldn't help but get even more angry, and wanted to go back to ask Qi Yan for clarification, but found Qi Yan standing by the street, not leaving in a daze.

"Hey Qi Yan!" Wen Ruo yelled, walked over, and asked in a bad tone: "What are you looking at?"

Qi Yan, who had been summoned back to his senses, blinked and said softly, "It's nothing."

Seeing his understatement, Wen Ruo became even angrier: "Why did you just—"

As soon as the words came out, Wen Ruo paused.What should I say?Ask why to clarify the relationship between us?Wouldn't it make me feel like I'm being reckless, and I don't have any face...

Thinking of this, Wen Ruoshi kept his resentment in his stomach, gave Qi Yan a coquettish look, and then angrily walked towards home.

[The heroine's favorability towards Qi Yan -10, current favorability: 35]

Looking at her back, Qi Yan wondered how much he wanted to laugh.When it comes to Wen Ruo, why does she feel like a rich and wealthy heartless man, while she is a good woman who guards herself with all her heart?

Obviously at the beginning, the person who looked down on Qi Yan the most was Wen Ruo yourself.

There was a mocking arc on the corner of Qi Yan's mouth, he glanced vaguely at the Land Rover who was keeping a distance from him, ignored him, and followed Wen Ruo's footsteps.

[The hero's favorability towards Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 15]

This favorability is really dropping fast and rising slowly.

When I came to Wen Ruo's house, the door was not closed. Fortunately, Wen Ruo didn't close the door in a fit of anger. Otherwise, Wen Ruo went to pick him up. If the two of them didn't come back together, he would knock on the door and go in. Mother Wen asked what might happen. What an embarrassing thing.

As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the aroma of cooking. Mother Wen's cooking skills have always been good. As an orphan, Qi Yan has been familiar with this smell since he was a child.Because apart from the meals in the orphanage, this is the only place where he can eat whatever he wants.

"It smells so good." Qi Yan smiled and changed his shoes and went in, walked into the kitchen, Wen Ruo was helping Wen's mother wash the vegetables, when he saw him come back, he snorted coldly and said nothing.On the contrary, Mother Wen kindly pushed him out with a smile on her face: "Go to the living room and wait. There is a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen. Don't let your nice suit smell like oily smoke. What does that sound like!"

Qi Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said: "You do less, the three of us won't be able to eat much, so don't tire yourself out."

"Oh, of course I know, you should go out, or your colleagues at work will smell you smelling of oily smoke tomorrow!" Mother Wen patted him lightly and drove him to the living room.

Sitting on the sofa, feeling the smell of oily fume from the kitchen, the range hood seems to be old, and the range hood is not so thorough, even so, the strong smell of home shrouded in the small room makes me feel Qi Yan felt endless warmth.

The original owner's feelings are still there, grafted onto Qi Yan's body, Qi Yan has experienced a lot of that sour taste.

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