After putting a chopstick dish and a spoonful of soup into his mouth, An Xinghe didn't have much expression at first, but his eyebrows were furrowed.
It wasn't until more than ten seconds later that his expression began to become painful, and his wide eyes contained a variety of emotions such as tangle, pain, and disbelief.
There was an expression on his face that he wanted to vomit but didn't dare to.
"How does it taste?" An Xiaoyun blinked and looked at her father with excitement.
An Xinghe was silent for a while, and seemed to force himself to swallow the food in his mouth. Then he showed a smile that was a bit uglier than crying: "Well... it's okay."
"Really?" An Xiaoyun was instantly excited when she heard this, and her expression that originally looked lost suddenly became bright and clear.
"As long as it's delicious, I'll go ahead and continue cooking the rest of the dishes. Dad, Su Chen, you guys eat first!"
After smiling and saying something to Su Chen and her father, An Xiaoyun trotted back to the kitchen humming a song.
Su Chen looked at An Xinghe who was no longer hiding his face and showed a difficult expression. He coughed lightly and said kindly, "Do you need me to prescribe some stomach medicine for you later?"
"Uh-huh……"
An Xinghe nodded with difficulty, and finally resisted the urge to vomit. After taking a few deep breaths, he looked at the dishes and soups on the table, shook his head helplessly and said, "If this was not made by my own daughter, I would really I suspect that the person who cooked this dish wants my life..."
"Xiaoyun's mother is obviously very good at cooking. Why is it that Xiaoyun is... so hard to explain?"
Until this moment, An Xinghe still couldn't believe that the dish and soup in front of him was made by his daughter.
Su Chen was silent for a moment and then hesitated: "Is there a possibility?"
"Huh?" An Xinghe looked at him doubtfully.
With a slight cough, Su Chen looked back at An Xinghe with some sympathy in his eyes: "Is it possible that Xiaoyun's cooking skills just followed you?"
"..."
After a long moment of silence, An Xing and Mo Mo put down their bowls and chopsticks, and finally let out a long sigh.
"If that's the case, then everything makes sense..."
His cooking skills have always been terrible, so bad that the food he makes is simply inedible.
When An Jingwen and An Xiaoyun were not very old, there was a rare occasion when he was not busy at work during the New Year and wanted to cook a dinner for his son and daughter. What he made was sent directly to the family of three on New Year's Eve. Hospital.
Since then, An Xinghe has never entered the kitchen again.
Even if he cooked some noodles occasionally, An Jingwen and An Xiaoyun would not dare to eat them at all.
Seeing An Xinghe's stunned expression, Su Chen couldn't help but shook his head.
He looked at the dishes and soup in front of him again, and decided that it would be better to play it safe and put his own life first.
…
Although An Xinghe said he wouldn't eat, in order not to disappoint his daughter, he still ate a lot of An Xiaoyun's dishes.
By the end of the meal, even Su Chen and Lu Qingshi couldn't stand it anymore and found an excuse to end the dinner early.
When sending An Xinghe off, Su Chen kindly handed him a pack of medicine and told him to drink it when he got back.
After taking the medicine, An Xinghe chatted with Su Chen for a few more words before leaving in the car.
An Jingwen lost contact with him again after he returned to the army.
He didn't say anything about the situation of Huang Qiucheng and others, and Su Chen didn't bother to ask.
However, Gu Nantian made several phone calls during this period, reminding Su Chen that more and more people from the Northern Saint Society were sent to the capital, and they didn't know what they were planning.
However, the Northern Saint Society has not caused trouble to him so far, and Su Chen is too lazy to pay attention to them.
After Su Chen finished breakfast that day, he originally promised An Xiaoyun and Lu Qingshi to accompany them for a walk, but he suddenly received a call from Yu Yingying.
When he first saw that the call was from Yu Yingying, Su Chen thought the caller had made a wrong call.
It wasn't until Yu Yingying revealed the purpose of the call that Su Chen realized something was wrong.
"You mean, Mu Yao and Zhong Tiancheng met privately? Are you sure? An Xiang and Mu Xinghe didn't bring them with them?"
After listening to Yu Yingying's words, Su Chen asked again cautiously.
Yu Yingying on the other end of the phone was obviously very anxious, and quickly confirmed: "I'm sure that Vice President Mu really didn't bring anyone with her. She didn't even let the driver drive, but drove there herself!"
"I don't know exactly what happened, until Vice President Mu suddenly received a call from Mr. Zhong. When he called, Vice President Mu looked very ugly. After hanging up the phone, he said he wanted to go out and specifically told him Dark fragrance is not allowed to follow..."
Yu Yingying almost cried when she said this.
Su Chen told her to calm down, then quickly hung up the phone and called Anxiang again.
Anxiang seemed to have realized that he would receive this call a long time ago, so after making this call to Chen Bo, the call was quickly connected, and Anxiang's voice came out of the phone.
"Chief, I'm chasing Vice President Mu now."
"Have Mu Yao and Zhong Tiancheng met yet?"
As Su Chen spoke, he told An Xiaoyun and Lu Qingshi that he was going out, picked up the car keys on the table and walked out.
An Xiaoyun and Gu Qingshi were confused by his move. Just as they were about to ask a few questions, Su Chen got into the car and drove away.
Looking at the back of the sports car that was so fast that it stirred up a cloud of dust, An Xiaoyun couldn't help but curse after being stunned for a while.
"Su Chen, you bastard!"
But Su Chen in the car could no longer hear this.
After confirming with Anxiang where Mu Yao might go, Su Chen drove away quickly.
At the same time, in a hotel near the outskirts of Beijing, Mu Yao and Zhong Tiancheng were sitting in a private room. The table was filled with food. Zhong Tiancheng was looking at Mu Yao with a smile.
"Zhong Tiancheng, what do you want?"
Mu Yao stared at Zhong Tiancheng with cold eyes, feeling that her dislike of Zhong Tiancheng had reached a new level.
Zhong Tiancheng always has a way to arouse her disgust.
For example, they used to contain her in various ways, and now they threaten her with Mu Wanyun's affairs.
In the phone call she received before, Zhong Tiancheng said that he already knew the truth about Mu Wanyun's death.
If Mu Yao didn't want this matter to be exposed, she would have to come to this hotel to meet him in person, and she couldn't bring anyone with her.
Mu Yao originally didn't want to come, and she didn't think Zhong Tiancheng could really find clues about Mu Wanyun's incident.
But Zhong Tiancheng later sent A a video. In the video, a man and a woman said that they lived in the room next door on the day Mu Wanyun died and heard the whole process, indicating that there were several people in total, including three men and two women. Said he saw the faces of one or two of them.
The man and the woman spoke so accurately that Mu Yao did not dare to be careless.
She didn't want Su Chen and the others and her brother to get involved in this matter anymore, so she could only come to this hotel alone as Zhong Tiancheng said.
