Ten minutes later, the family sat at the dining table, and Yan Mengzhen was absent.
"Dad, won't sister come down for dinner?" Yan Ning asked quickly.
"Your sister has no appetite. Let her rest and let's eat." Yan Dong said.
"If you really have no appetite, ask Auntie to make some millet porridge so that you can eat more easily." Ke Yihan looked at Auntie and said.
After saying this sentence, everyone was stunned. Yan Ning hurriedly said: "Oh, I didn't think of this method. Auntie, please make some millet porridge for my sister to drink."
"Yes, miss." After the aunt finished speaking, she quickly turned around and walked into the kitchen.
Ke Yihan lowered his head and continued to eat elegantly. Yan Dong and He Huan's eyes were dark, and neither of them spoke. Yan Ning's heart couldn't calm down at this moment. Even if she just said ordinary words, she felt uncomfortable.
In fact, he didn't understand these methods, but Yan Mengzhen would always do this when he was sick in the past, and would also say: "The patient feels most comfortable eating this."
I just didn't expect that he would use this method on her now.
Yan Mengzhen's door was pushed open, and the maid came in with millet porridge and said politely: "Miss, I made some millet porridge for you. Can you drink some?"
"Millet porridge? Oh, thank you." Yan Mengzhen said with a smile.
"You're welcome, was this suggested by Mr. Ke? He said it was comfortable to eat," the maid said with a smile.
"Mr. Ke?" Yan Mengzhen muttered in a low voice.
"Well, he is the second lady's fiancé. Miss, if there is nothing else, I will go down first and you eat slowly." After the maid finished speaking, she left quickly.
Yan Mengzhen looked at the bowl of porridge, which he always made for Ke Yihan before, but now, hehe, he smiled bitterly.
She picked up the spoon, put it in her mouth, and took a small taste. It was really unpleasant. She stood up, quickly poured a bowl of porridge into the trash can, and whispered: "Ke Yihan, since you want to break off, then completely stop it."
One thing, if we live together until we die, that is the best."
One night, Ke Yihan was absent-minded. Many things were done perfunctorily, and Yan Ning felt uncomfortable.
"Han, you've been absent-minded all night, what's the matter?" Yan Ning asked with a frown.
"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." Ke Yihan said, rubbing his temples.
"My dad told me not to drive when you are tired. I have asked Mother Chen to prepare a guest room for you. You can rest at my house," Yan Ning said.
"Okay." After Ke Yihan finished speaking, he kissed Yan Ning's forehead and left after sending Yan Ning back to her room.
But why did his footsteps stop at Yan Mengzhen's door? He took steps and wanted to turn around and leave, but he just couldn't walk. As he approached the door of the room, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, so he didn't have time to avoid it, and the two met like this.
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Yan Mengzhen raised her head and looked at the man in front of her. Without too much hesitation, without saying a word, she passed him and strode away, such a break.
Ke Yihan stood there, took one look at her, and then strode away. There was no longer the fiery gaze or the gentle smile before. It seemed that what he said last night had worked and he would no longer be entangled.
, that’s fine, he took steps and left quickly.
Yan Mengzhen walked downstairs, looked at the tea in the cup, drank it in big gulps, and breathed hard.
I thought it was a very easy thing, but after passing him for just a few seconds, I felt like I was suffocating. Fortunately, the first step was successful, but why was he at her door?
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