Eat chicken and eat the goddess

When he saw Yan Zhen's call record on his phone, Mu Ziyou was stunned.

One missed the call and the other was connected. The call lasted more than ten seconds, and the time was past twelve o'clock last night.

But at that time, she seemed to be asleep.

If anyone answered the senior sister's call, it must be Bai Hui.

Bai Hui was basking in the sun on the balcony, lazily leaning against the railing in a daze.

Mu Ziyou leaned against the door with his mobile phone, cleared his throat, and asked.

"Bai Hui, did senior sister call me last night?"

Bai Hui turned her head, her pale face finally turned red under the sun, she tilted her head slightly to look at Mu Ziyou with squinted eyes, and nodded slightly.

"Well, she called yesterday, probably, to know if you've come home."

Mu Ziyou's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed a little, and she sighed in annoyance.

"Oh, I didn't receive a call from my senior."

Seeing Mu Ziyou's dejected look, Bai Hui frowned and asked with a smile that was not a smile.

"Are you disappointed that you didn't get a call from her?"

Mu Ziyou stared down at Yan Zhen's phone number on the phone, took a deep breath, sighed again, and still hesitated to dial it.

"Ah, I said yesterday that I would call my senior sister, but I broke my promise. Senior sister will definitely think that my words don't count for anything."

Bai Hui looked at her with strange eyes, but she quickly suggested.

"If you are really afraid that she will be unhappy, you can call her again now."

"is it okay?"

Mu Ziyou's eyes lit up instantly.

Bai Hui nodded and looked at Mu Ziyou with a smile.

"Yes, you can apologize to her and say that you fell asleep and forgot to call her back."

Mu Ziyou nodded, happily wanting to dance twice in place, she smiled happily, grabbed her phone and called back.

"Yes, I can call my senior to apologize to her, and she will definitely not be angry."

When the call was dialed, Mu Ziyou leaned his head against the phone, his eyes were bright, and he was clutching the hem of his clothes, looking very nervous.

Bai Hui looked at Mu Ziyou and opened his lips to ask something, but Mu Ziyou answered the phone.

Mu Ziyou grabbed the phone, rubbed his other hand on his clothes, his eyes flickered.

"Sister, I...I am Ziyou."

Bai Hui smiled and didn't say anything else. He tilted his head against the railing and looked into the distance, but his head was tilted slightly.

Holding the phone, Yan Zhen apologized apologetically to his grandpa who was sitting at the dining table with a serious face.

"Excuse me, Grandpa, I'll answer the phone."

Grandpa nodded. On the face holding the knife and fork, the white beard was neatly trimmed, but the pair of cloudy eyes were as sharp as eagle eyes. He turned his head to look at Yan Zhen, and nodded expressionlessly. .

"Go."

Sitting aside, the handsome middle-aged man in a suit and leather frowned in dissatisfaction. He lowered his head and cut the steak as if ordering.

"The next time I have dinner with grandpa, I will turn off the phone. I don't understand this."

Before Yan Zhen left his seat, he glanced at him lightly, didn't say anything, just walked out of the living room with his mobile phone, and stood outside the door.

The noon sun shines lightly on the grass, and the water from the fountain is crystal clear in the sun.

Yan Zhen raised his lips and smiled lightly.

"Ziyou?"

Mu Ziyou on the other end of the phone sounded both excited and reserved.

"Sister is me."

Yan Zhen's voice was soft.

"What's the matter, what's the matter with calling me?"

Mu Ziyou looked down at the corner of his clothes, with a smile on his lips, a little embarrassed.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I forgot to call you yesterday. I didn't mean to, because I... I fell asleep yesterday."

"Is that why you called me?"

There was a smile in Yan Zhen's voice, but she didn't seem to be angry. Mu Ziyou was relieved, and she scratched her head.

"I'm just afraid that senior sister will be angry that I didn't call you."

Yan Zhen smiled lightly.

"You didn't call yesterday, and you didn't answer when I called at first. I was really worried that something might happen to you, but Bai Hui answered."

Mu Ziyou drooped his head and licked his lips.

"I'm sorry, senior, I... I'm sorry."

Yan Zhen's voice was soft, but he comforted Mu Ziyou instead.

"I'm not angry, you don't mind."

Mu Ziyou chuckled, knowing that Yan Zhen wasn't angry, she was much happier.

"Sister, it's fine if you're not angry."

Yan Zhen smiled, held the phone in one hand, and gently hugged herself with the other, and asked softly.

"Well, have you seen the gift I gave you, do you like it?"

Mu Ziyou was startled by the gift, and suddenly remembered that Yan Zhen's gift was still in her room.

"Gift, I haven't come home today, I'll go back and look at it later."

"Hope you like it."

Mu Ziyou smirked over there.

"I will definitely like it."

Before I knew it, I had a phone call with Yan Zhen for almost half an hour.

Until Aunt Zhou opened the door and came out to ask Yan Zhen, she was about to start clearing the table, would she keep Yan Zhen's tableware.

Only then did Yan Zhen remember what grandpa called her back to discuss today, so she hung up the phone with Mu Ziyou and walked into the living room.

Grandpa sat on the sofa and read the newspaper, with a serious face all the time.

Yan Zhen's uncle, that is, the middle-aged man who was eating with Yan Zhen at the dining table just now, Yan Qingwu was sitting on the side with his legs crossed and eating dessert.

Aunt Zhou packed up her things and left.

Yan Li put down the newspaper, picked up his glasses from the side and put them on, looked at Yan Zhen who was walking over and asked with a frown.

"Your sister-in-law is living with you now."

Yan Zhen replied flatly.

"Yes, Grandpa."

Yan Li nodded and thought for a while, then asked again.

"Then did she decide that she insisted on divorcing Shijing?"

Yan Zhen knew that Yan Li had always strongly opposed Yan Qingsu's divorce, but she still wanted to try to persuade her grandfather.

"Grandpa, sister-in-law, it's better to let her make her own decisions about her own affairs."

Before Yan Li could speak, Yan Qingwu snorted softly, with a somewhat disdainful expression on his face.

"She makes her own decisions and decisions. The Li family has always been in business with our Yan family. Chairman Li and grandpa have been old friends for so many years. Shi Jing didn't do anything, Xiao Su wanted to divorce, she divorced I never even thought about our Yan family, the Li family might fall out with our Yan family because of this."

Yan Li tilted his head and glared at Yan Qingwu, and said sharply.

"shut up."

Yan Qingwu was stunned, a little unwilling, but he still closed his mouth and sat on the side without speaking.

Yan Li raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Zhen.

"You have to persuade her well. I will never agree to the divorce. If you really make up your mind to divorce, tell her not to go home in the future."