"Miss Manshu, if you don't go, Mr. Yan probably won't be able to eat well."
Wan Yi rolled his eyes and began to sell miserably.
"It's not like you don't know how I can persuade Mr. Yan."
Manshu was dragged by him and refused to let him go, and finally had to follow Wan Yi upstairs.
Yan Zhan checked his watch three times in the office before Wan Yi led Manshu in.
"Third uncle." Manshu is used to reading people's faces.
He was not very happy to see Yan Zhan, and he was very sweet when calling people.
On the phone before, she called Mr. Yan.
The corners of Yan Zhan's lips couldn't help but rise.
She always feels very close to her when she calls her third uncle, and Yan Zhan actually doesn't resent it.
Just like calling her baby, she didn't seem to be too embarrassed.
"Third uncle, I brought you a lot of delicious food, can you eat it while it's hot?"
Yan Zhan said nothing and only glanced at Wan Yi.
Wan Yi understood: "Mr. Yan, can I get off work?"
Yan Zhan hummed casually.
Wan Yi cheered in his heart and left the office very quickly, closing the door for them at the same time.
Manju?
She really wanted to ask Wan Yi to wait and go out together.
However, for now, let’s take out the food and put it all on the coffee table.
After setting it up, he looked again at Yan Zhan, who was working meticulously: "Uncle San, please hurry up and eat. You already have a bad stomach, but you can't be hungry anymore."
sick stomach?
"Who told you?" Yan Zhan half-squinted his eyes and looked at Manshu with scrutiny.
Manshu paused for a moment: "Does this need to be said? Don't bosses like you often forget to eat and sleep? Gege also always says that her father has a bad stomach."
It almost came out.
Manshu was also shocked by his recklessness.
She always unconsciously pays attention to this third uncle who was indifferent to her in her previous life.
Unconsciously, my understanding of him was revealed.
Yan Zhan's sharp eyes suddenly brought her back to reality.
"I don't have much appetite." Yan Zhan didn't go into details.
She inquired from the side to find out what he wanted. He had some thoughts in his mind, but they were suppressed.
She's right, she's still a baby.
"What should we do?" Manshu scanned the pile of vegetables and his eyes fell on the small box of pickled radish.
"Why don't you eat two pieces of pickled radish first? This will definitely be appetizing."
Yan came over and sat down, but did not eat the pickled radish.
His eyes were suspicious, and it was obvious that he had eaten too little.
Manshu saw that he really seemed to have no appetite, and was a little worried: "Is he hungry?"
However, his brows were wrinkled so delicately.
She tasted a piece of pickled radish herself first, and then pushed it to Yan Zhan: "Look, I've tried it all, it's not poisonous."
After she finished speaking, she laughed first.
However, I stopped laughing immediately.
She hadn't eaten at night, and now she ate a piece of pickled radish, and her mouth was constantly secreting saliva, and her stomach was growling.
The voice was quite loud, and Yan Zhan could hear it clearly.
He finally smiled.
"Eat together?" Yan Zhan suggested.
Manshu quickly shook her head: "No, no, you can eat alone. I have to go back to see my friend quickly, he..."
"Are you sure they are friends, not boyfriends?" Yan Zhan interrupted before she could finish.
This is a rare act of impoliteness on his part.
Manshu was stunned: "What kind of little boyfriend? Who started the rumor?"
"Rumors?" Yan Zhan raised his eyebrows as if he didn't believe it.
Qi Yu sneezed on the hotel bed.
"I regard Xu Wang as my younger brother, and I don't have any ill intentions towards him." Manshu was indignant. She also guessed that the accuser must be Qi Yu, "Even if I have any ill intentions, it's not his turn!"