I saw Yan Zhan stopping the little girl from eating chili peppers and frowning.
It’s such a cold day, why can’t we eat some chili to keep us warm?
Yan Zhan: "She's on her period."
"Oh, I'm... on my menstrual period?"
The old man was a little embarrassed.
But as soon as he thought about it, he glared at Yan Zhan: "How did you know?"
Manshu wanted to cover her face.
Yan Zhan ignored the old man, saying this to him was boring.
Didn’t you see that the little girl’s earlobes are red?
However, his eyes were set on the downstairs.
He was sitting right next to the window.
As soon as I turned my head away, I could see out the window. In the dam downstairs, another car came down the mountain.
Yan Zhan has excellent eyesight and even better memory.
He could tell at a glance that it was the car that had passed them on the mountain before.
A bodyguard got out of the car, and a driver opened the back seat door.
The people in the car finally revealed their true colors in Lushan.
However, this man was wearing sunglasses, so he couldn't see clearly, and his hair was a little gray. He looked like he was in his fifties or sixties, right?
Because the sunglasses cover half of his face, he really can't tell clearly, so he can only judge by his hair.
Of course, there are also some people who have gray hair in their youth.
It's just that this man has an unusual air of twilight, and he certainly doesn't look too young.
The man was very keen. Yan Zhan was looking at him. He immediately raised his head and met Yan Zhan's eyes.
Although he couldn't see clearly what those eyes looked like under the sunglasses, Yan Zhan could feel the sharpness of the other person.
After all, it was Mr. Yan. He didn't need to dodge at this time and just looked at it casually.
The other party curled his lips first and nodded to Yan Zhan as a greeting.
Only then did Yan Zhan look away.
When Manshu saw Yan Zhan looking out the window, she also took a look.
"There are more and more cars parked in the dam. This farmhouse may not be able to entertain guests any longer."
I can't entertain you anymore.
The last box has already been taken up.
Manshu and the others occupied a large box, but there were only four of them.
The boss's youngest son hesitated and wanted to knock on the door and come in to ask if he could share a table.
"Let me help you ask. If it doesn't work, you can only wait for other guests to come out first."
The person he brought was surprisingly the second master's driver.
"Then you ask." The driver rubbed his hands.
It's really cold today, and it's blocked halfway up the mountain. It's really a leaky house, and it rains all night.
The young man knocked on the door, and when someone answered, he pushed the door open and came in.
"Four guests, it's like this. There are a lot of people stuck in the mountain today, and there are also many people coming to our place to eat and rest. No, it's full outside, so I wanted to ask if we can share a table."
"Don't worry, you guys, we won't charge the private room fee for sharing a table. It's waived for everyone today."
"There are only four of them, so it's just right to share a table with you."
In the room, few people spoke.
The young man didn't feel confident at all.
He glanced at the table and saw that these people were almost done eating.
Yan Zhentian was about to speak and said that they would be fine here soon.
In the end, Yan Zhan was one step ahead of him: "Okay."
You can do whatever you can?
Yan Zhentian glared at his son.
It's not that he doesn't want to share a table.
It’s just that I’ve almost eaten enough, so what’s the point of fighting for it? Isn’t it enough to just make room and leave?
As if he knew what the old man was thinking, Yan Zhan advised him: "It's cold outside, but it's quiet and warm in the private room."
Just stay patiently.
It's warm in the car, but sitting in the car is definitely not as comfortable as sitting in the room.