Mrs. Yan followed Jiang Ruan with an uncontrollable smile on her face.
A few days ago, I was worried that there would be any conflict between the two children moving out. After all, the two children don't even have any emotional foundation.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Ruan called himself today to inquire about Yan Chuyan's preferences, and said that he would show Ayan his craft.
Mrs. Yan was so happy that she couldn't find North.
Watching Jiang Ruan sort out the vegetables he bought one by one, then went into the kitchen and walked hurriedly. Mrs. Yan also followed in.
"A Ruan, can you see if I can help you?"
Jiang Ruan smiled and shook his head, still holding a piece of beef in his hand while processing.
"Mom, no need. Didn't you say that I will cook today for you to eat? You, just wait outside."
"Do you really need my help?" Old Madam Yan asked dubiously.
Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer girls knowing how to cook. What's more, Jiang Ruan can be regarded as a pampered eldest lady, and Mrs. Yan is really worried that Jiang Ruan is doing her best.
Jiang Ruan turned his head to look at Mrs. Yan when he heard the words, and stopped what he was doing.
"By the way, I really need your help for something."
"What, what, what can I do for help, A Ruan, just say it."
Seeing Mrs. Yan rolled up her sleeves and looked anxious, Jiang Ruan felt warm in his heart and gave birth to a feeling of being at home. Mrs. Yan is really straightforward and cute.
"Mom, I just want you to help Yan... Ayan call. Let him remember to come to the old house for dinner."
In terms of address, Jiang Ruan is still a little awkward and awkward.
Old Madam Yan stopped and looked at Jiang Ruan suspiciously, "Ah? A Ruan, didn't you talk to A Yan?"
Jiang Ruan had already made up a set of excuses, which just came in handy at the moment.
"No, I came here early today when the company got off work. Thinking A Yan should still be at work, I don't want to disturb him. But mom, don't tell A Yan that I am here later."
"Why?" Mrs. Yan is now less and less understanding of these young thoughts.
Jiang Ruan squeezed his eyes, a little shy on his face, then lowered his voice and said, "I want to surprise him."
Mrs. Yan understood in an instant, looked at Jiang Ruan narrowly, and responded repeatedly.
When Mrs. Yan left, Jiang Ruan wiped the sweat on his head with his sleeve, and then let out a sigh of relief.
"It was true just now. Fortunately, Mrs. Yan didn't doubt it. I hope Yan Chuyan will come back to the old house tonight."
Jiang Ruan naturally knew that Yan Chuyan would never go to the villa he was living in, so if he wanted to get close to please Yan Chuyan, he could only do it in the old house.
What's more, in the old house, with the second elder of the Yan family, Yan Chuyan would not be too bad towards him. I hope I can really convince Yan Chuyan.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ruan shook his head with a smile, and devoted himself to his cooking again.
When Yan Chuyan received her mother's call, she was socializing outside. After being urged three times and four times by his mother, there was a surge of impatience in his heart, took the coat from the box and strode away, leaving all the remaining matters to Yan An.
Parked the car, and just walked in, and heard a burst of laughter, Yan Chuyan had doubts, but he walked in without any haste.
When I walked in, I found out that the woman who was staying next to my parents was Jiang Ruan
Yan Chuyan narrowed his eyes for an instant, and when he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Yan's mother who discovered that his son had returned.
"A Yan is back. A Ruan, hurry up, get the vegetables out of the kitchen. A Yan, wash your hands and get ready to eat."
At Shang Yan Chuyan's penetrating gaze, Jiang Ruan subconsciously dodged, and then he obeyed Mrs. Yan's words and walked into the kitchen.
Yan Chuyan also followed into the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the sink, and collided with Jiang Ruan who wanted to go out with good food.
Yan Chuyan narrowed his eyes, his voice low, "What are you doing here?"
Jiang Ruan was choked in an instant. Although he said that he should come to Yan's old mansion less, he can't come.
Jiang Ruan was about to choke back with disgust, and suddenly remembered that his purpose of coming to Yan's old house was not to please the big Buddha in front of him.
So he immediately put on a smile that he thought was gentle, "Yan... Shao Yan, you should wash your hands and go out to eat, this dish is almost cold."
Then he took a step forward, bypassing Yan Chuyan, and walked out of the kitchen.
Yan Chuyan frowned, Shao Yan? When did this woman call herself like that? What does she want to do here
After washing their hands and going out, the family was already sitting on their seats, waiting for Yan Chuyan to take their seats.
Yan Chuyan raised his eyebrows, pulled out the chair and sat down. It happened to be face to face with Jiang Ruan.
Seeing Jiang Ruan please smile at himself, the weird feeling in Yan Chuyan's heart came up again.
What happened to Jiang Ruan today
But Mrs. Yan picked up a Sixi ball and put it into Yan Chuyan's bowl without saying a word.
"Ayan, how about you quickly taste it?"
Yan Chuyan didn't know why, but when he met his mother's ardent gaze, he still picked up his chopsticks and took a bite.
Then his eyes lit up and he nodded, "It tastes good. It's just—Mom, did our family find a new cook? This doesn't seem to be Madam Wu’s craft."
Jiang Ruan was still happy for Yan Chuyan's praise in the previous sentence, and his face suddenly stiffened when Yan Chuyan asked if he had found a new cook at home in the next sentence.
The hand placed under the table tightly pinched the hem of his clothes.
This damn Yan Chuyan actually said he was a cook! Had it not been for the opportunity to cooperate with Yan, I would not show off his cooking skills in front of him.
Old Madam Yan gave Yan Chuyan angrily, then looked at Jiang Ruan with a smile, "This is not a new cook. Ah Ruan made all of these."
"It's all on this table?" Yan Chuyan glanced at the dishes on the table casually, and found that they were all the dishes he usually likes to eat. He didn't even understand what Jiang Ruan wanted to do
"That's not the case. The dishes on this table are all made by A Nguyen, but I saw her busy in the kitchen all afternoon, just to toss you with this. Thank you A Nguyen if you're okay."
Elder Yan also picked up a chopstick dish, and then looked at Jiang Ruan appreciatively, "These dishes are well done!"
Then he turned his head to look at Yan Chuyan, "Your kid is very lucky, A Ruan is good-looking, gentle, smart, and good at cooking. You should treat Jiang Ruan well in the future and cherish it!"
Yan Chuyan curled his lips indifferently, and then looked at Jiang Ruan with a smile. Jiang Ruan instantly sat upright, his back cold.