Master Cao first glared at his sister: Look what kind of man you like, he is stingy and can't bear to wrap roasted chestnuts in sugar.
Miss Cao was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and she could only hold on to a smile: "I thought we could take advantage of Miss Yan and eat the roasted chestnuts bought by Mr. Yan himself."
She said this half-jokingly, and then her eyes fell lightly on Manshu.
Manshu understood what Miss Cao meant, hoping that she would take the initiative to invite and alleviate Miss Cao's embarrassment.
But - this is just this bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts. She especially likes to eat this and doesn't want to share it with others.
Manshu said in his heart, if what he bought were oranges, I would eat them for you.
Do you want to know about the old father’s back?
What's more, if Yan Zhan doesn't give me anything to eat, it's useless for you to see me?
Who knows why he suddenly had a fit? It was just a bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts. There were plenty of them outside, so how could he still eat them?
Yan Zhan: Am I protecting food? I am protecting you!
Do you dare to eat chestnuts peeled by other men’s dirty hands?
Manshu didn't know what Yan Zhan was thinking, so he could only laugh when Miss Cao looked over.
She'd better not speak. Yan Zhan's rejection just now has deepened Miss Cao's hostility towards her.
Very good, another woman who covets her third uncle's body.
All her noble and cool looks are all fake, she just hasn't met the person she likes, otherwise she would turn into a bitch.
Yan Zhan said expressionlessly: "If Miss Cao wants to eat, she can ask Master Cao to buy it. If that doesn't work, just tell someone to run errands."
Just say it clearly: I bought it, and don’t even think about it.
The smile on Miss Cao's face could hardly be maintained: "It doesn't matter, I don't really want to eat it."
The conversation failed, the show of goodwill failed, and Miss Cao's face almost became tense.
However, Yan Zhan didn't notice it at all and chose a place far away from the Cao family to sit down and peel chestnuts for Manshu.
Yan Zhan fed the food smoothly, and Manshu also ate smoothly.
Even if Miss Cao's occasional flying eyes were like thorns in the back, Manshu stood unswervingly on his third uncle's side and supported him!
She suspected that Yan Zhan deliberately used her as a shield because he didn't like Miss Cao.
Miss Cao sat sulking aside, and Master Cao glanced at the uncle and nephew with interest.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the relationship between uncle and niece.
He also saw that Yan Manshu was playing some game and couldn't take the chestnuts from Yan Zhan, so Yan Zhan fed them directly into her mouth.
The man in a suit and tie was feeding the girl seriously. No matter how you looked at it, the scene looked like a domineering president and his little wife.
Look at my sister again, she looks like a vicious supporting actress.
"Sister, I think you have a good sense in choosing men." Master Cao whispered to his sister quietly.
Miss Cao glared at him: "What do you want me to say?"
Doesn’t she know that she has good eyesight?
No, others say she has high vision.
If you don’t have high vision, you won’t choose the most difficult one.
Her family is also a scholarly family, and her grandfather is also the president of the Antiques Association, which can be considered a certain status.
She doesn't like ordinary rich kids at all.
But Yan Zhan fell in love with her at first sight.
I have kept this in my heart for several years. I like him silently. Seeing that there are no women around him, I like his cleanliness even more.
She thought that this birthday banquet was the beginning of her and Yan Zhan's love.
After all, from Mr. Zhu's point of view, he and she are considered a perfect match.
A disciple of Beidou, the master of stone gambling, and the granddaughter of the president of the Antiques Association.
Manshu: Is that how you understand that we are well-matched? Then we are from the same school, isn’t it a natural fit?