I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress’ Ex-Boyfriend

Jane Qiaoxin went to the kitchen to cook by herself. In the old man's habit, he would keep two fish in the tank. He opened the lid and looked at it, and he could make a braised fish in a while.

Most of my grandpa’s refrigerator contains some meat, but I can’t see any vegetables. After all, these are all outside.

Jane Qiaoxin took the meat out to thaw and went to deal with the fish.

The fish net in his hand stretched into the water tank, and the fat fish that was raised started struggling fiercely as soon as it entered the net, and the strength was beyond expectation.

"Bang!" The fish jumped out of the water tank. Dehydration made the fish crazy. It bounced on the ground, completely beyond the control of people.

Jane Qiaoxin hurriedly put down the net and wanted to catch him. He took a quick step and just took a few steps and got an old wound on his thigh.

"hiss…"

The streaks of pain continued to come like a needle stick, and Jane Qiaoxin bent down and could only stare at the fish jumping on the floor.

The curtain of the kitchen was lifted, someone walked in, followed by a steady pace.

Yan Gan knelt down and grabbed the fish easily, and looked at him sideways: "Where is the water basin?"

"Over there." Jane Qiaoxin pointed in a direction.

Yan Gan walked over and found the water basin and put the fish in. He looked for the knife sharply, looking like he was going to kill the fish, and his movements were very skillful.

Jane Qiaoxin held the water tank, but was suspicious: "Mr. Yan, what are you?"

Yan Gan walked to the sink, his back was broad and straight, because his sleeves had been rolled up to reveal his strong forearms.

The fish stunned with a slap, and the man raised his eyebrows and said, "Can't tell what I'm doing?"

"No, it's just a little... unexpected." Jane Qiaoxin said honestly: "Or I will come, how can you do this."

An overbearing president like Yan Qian, who should have been sitting in a bright and spacious office in a suit and leather shoes, would suit him with a big wave of his hand to sign a contract.

Things like killing fish are quite contradictory.

Yan Gan sneered, and gracefully took the knife to shave the scales: "Uncle can't do such a thing as a sick call."

"..."

You just wanted to order.

Jane Qiao walked to the side of the basket: "Then I wash the vegetables, can you eat spicy food?"

Yan Qian didn't look back: "Whatever."

Jane Qiaoxin who was washing vegetables got this reply for a moment, but he didn't say much: "Oh, good."

It's a lie, I can't eat spicy food at all. The spicy dish I made last time hasn't changed at all, and I don't like meat. I don't eat **** and garlic at all. I'm very picky.

He washed the vegetables and prepared to fry them, and Yan Gan over there also killed the fish. There was some blood stained on his white fingers with distinct knuckles, and they looked separate and eye-catching.

Yan Qian didn't feel any discomfort, as if he was used to it.

Cooking fish and meat requires an earthen pot to cook. When Jane Qiaoxin was about to start the fire, he was stopped. Yan Gan couldn't stand his beak and said, "Stand aside."

Jane Qiao stepped aside.

Yan Gan put the wood in it, and the fire slowly burned in it. It seemed that his handsome face was also covered with light and shadow, which was real.

When Jian Qiaoxin was cooking, Yan Gan said in a deep voice, "Do you know about Qiu Jian and Wenyuan's childhood sweethearts?"

Jane Qiaoxin was adding salt, shaking his hand and almost letting it go: "I just know."

"He didn't even tell you?" Yan Gan sneered.

The food in the pot made a crackling noise, and Jane Qiao moved a little further away: "Who doesn't have a few little secrets yet, isn't Wen Yuan hiding it from you?"

Yan Gan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, meaning it was unclear: "You don't care about them?"

"care."

No one can care about such things.

Jane Qiao moved the dish with a spatula and leaned against the stove: "I don't like to force it. If he is really not in my body, he will be well..."

"Absurd." Yan Gan said coldly: "To let him be free to forgive is bullshit, even if my person is dead, he has to be tied up. If he dares to betray, I want him to live better than to die."

Jane Qiao shuddered, and the spatula slipped from his hand and hit the side of the pot with a "bang" sound.

He subconsciously looked at Yan Qian, just to meet those gloomy eyes, and he was suffocated in his heart, almost frightened by the strong desire for control in those eyes.

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Scared?"

Jane Qiaoxin picked up the spatula again, lowering his head and dared not look at him: "Not really..."

The two recovered quiet again, and no one said anything to the episode just now, until the curtain of the kitchen outside was lifted, and the big and small melons ran in.

Gua Wazi jumped to the side of the pot, happily: "Wow, it's so fragrant, is it braised pork?"

Jane Qiaoxin nodded, he squeezed the straight bridge of Guawazi's nose, and said affectionately: "Dog nose."

"I've smelled it a long time ago, Xiaoxin's elder brother cooks so deliciously, I'm drooling." Gua Wazi stared at him with clean eyes, crisply said.

"Only you are poor." Jane Qiaoxin picked a good clip from the pot and gave him: "Be careful."

Guwazi succeeded, smiling from ear to ear.

There is a little melon baby next to his legs. The child is still toddling and stammering, pestering Yan Gan: "I... also, second."

Jane Qiaoxin became stiff, but Yan Ganna just needs to be cold, even if he wants to run away with his legs shaking, Xiaogua dares to approach him, really courageous!

Yan Gan held the little arm of the child and glanced at Jian Qiaoxin.

Jane Qiao Xinxin understood it, and quickly picked up another piece on the plate and handed it to Xiaogua: "Come on, slow down."

Xiaogua reached out to take the small piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. Yan Gan frowned, as if he was afraid that he would choke, but Xiaogua could only bite a small piece at a time.

It's the same for children, and they don't eat after two bites.

Sure enough, the piece of meat fell out of his hand after Xiaogua took two bites, and it just rolled onto Yan Gan's white shirt.

Jane Qiao panicked: "Little Melon!"

The ignorant little milk baby turned her head and looked at Jane Qiaoxin.

Yan Gan's white shirt soon became more oily, and he cleaned up the meat expressionlessly. Every time he didn't want to show his emotions, Jane Qiaoxin couldn't see his joy or anger.

Jane Qiaoxin quickly took out the paper from his pocket and handed it to him: "Mr. Yan, you calm down, Xiaogua is ignorant, I'm sorry."

Yan Gan took the paper calmly: "I haven't said anything yet, it's almost done, don't scare the children."

"..."

Jane Qiaoxin remembered that there was a time when he also listened to what others said. It was also at a cocktail party. I don’t know which guest who did not have eyesight accidentally soiled Yan Qian’s clothes. At that time, the grumpy Yan Qian went into flames. , Almost scared the male guest to cry.

What's more, although he is a poor man, he is not a fool in the entertainment industry, and he is very familiar with clothes brands.

These suit jackets such as Yan Qian are all high-end, a button is more than hundreds of thousands, thrown away when it is dirty, a shirt is a seven-figure primer, if Xiaogua pays it, it won’t Is it over?

"Look at what I am doing?" Yan Gan pointed to the pot: "Go and look at the pot, don't mess it up."

"Ah, oh, okay." Jane Qiaoxin quickly went to see the pot and served the dishes.

The melon on one side went to Yan Gan again, and the toilet paper that Yan Gan just took was not used to wipe his clothes, but instead wiped melon his hands. After holding the meat just now, my hands are greasy and uncomfortable. .

Xiao Gu may feel itchy, giggling, very happy.

Jane Qiaoxin glanced sideways, and saw that Yan Gan's eyebrows were also smiling, which was different from the smirk when facing herself, which was truly gentle.

Yan Gan seems to like children very much.

night

A weird sight appeared when the food was served. The braised pork and fish were placed in front of the children, while the fried meat and boiled fish were placed in separate bowls and placed in front of Grandpa and Yan Gan. .

The old man looked at it: "Xiaoxin, why did you make two more copies?"

Jane Qiaoxin didn't dare to look at Yan Gan, so she said cleverly: "Grandpa, you have a bad stomach, so you should eat less spicy food."

"You." The old man smiled cheerfully, but didn't blame much: "Why do you waste so many things? Don't do that next time."

Jane Qiaoxin shook his head: "It's no trouble. I'll be happy if you eat more, grandpa. Besides, it's not all my credit. Mr. Yan also helped me a lot."

The old man looked sideways: "Agan, you have a heart."

Yan Gan picks up food for the old man: "You are always polite, you should be a junior."

The old man is happy. He really likes the two juniors, Jane Qiaoxin and Yan Gan. They are sensible and caring. Jane Qiao has lost his father in the new year, but he has a good personality. He will take care of people since he was a child. It is also delicate and never makes people worry about it.

As the grandson of Old Commander Yan, Yan Qian is even more affectionate and righteous. He has the style of a commander back then. He is a good man with responsibility and worthy of entrustment.

The old man said: "You two, each have a lover? When are you going to get married? Get married early."

Jane Qiaoxin held the bowl and moved stiffly: "Grandpa, I'm not in a hurry."

Yan Gan clicked on the desktop with his fingertips: "Yuanyuan is still in school, and he is considering it for the past two years."

"It was General Wen's grandson. I haven't seen that child a few times. He should be a good boy." The old man didn't know it, but said: "Next time you come over, take him with him."

Yan Gan nodded: "Okay."

After speaking, the old man moved his chopsticks first, and only then did they eat with them in their junior lives.

Yan Gan didn't like meat, and there were mostly vegetarian dishes in front of him. This was in line with his wishes. After a bite of the food, he frowned, only the taste was familiar.

There was a slice of stir-fried pork not far away, and Yan Gan lifted his eyelids and took another look.

Without **** or garlic, all his disgusting points have been carefully avoided, almost just right, which is quite surprising.

He looked sideways at Jane Qiaoxin meaningfully.

Jane Qiaoxin next to him was picking up food for Guawazi. When he was seen this way, he suddenly became nervous, for fear that the Lord Yan would be unsatisfied.

He whispered: "What's the matter?"

Yan Gan squinted his eyes, his lazy voice with magnetism in it, and he curled his lips and smiled, "No, it's nothing."