When Ning Yan heard his mother suddenly ask, she subconsciously clenched her hands and raised her eyes and looked at Zhan Xicheng with guilt.

Zhan Xicheng's eyes fell on her, not knowing what emotions were, but it was enough to make Ning Yan creepy.

Ning Yan took a sip of the soup, but could no longer swallow it.

The hand holding the spoon began to shake.

The time waiting for Zhan Xicheng to answer was simply torment for her.

Fearing that Zhan Xicheng said something, Ning Yan immediately stood up, hugged Ning's mother's arm, and whispered: "Mom, let Mr. Zhan have dinner!"

Ning's mother came to her senses and let her go, "Yes, look at me, so old and confused, why did you keep the guests standing there!"

Zhan Xicheng did not move anymore. Zhan Xicheng did not move, and Xiao Chen also sweated coldly, so how could he dare to move?

"No."

It took me a while to hear Zhan Xicheng speak, "I'll go back in advance!"

Ning's mother was stunned for a moment, but she didn't force herself to stay, "Mr. Zhan, the wound on your lips looks a bit serious. Do you want to apply some medicine before leaving?"

Ning Yan pursed her lips, didn't say anything, and looked up.

She was anxious just now, so she bit her hard. Who would have thought that the bite was so severe that his lips were swollen now.

"It's okay." Zhan Xicheng said with a gloomy face, "Your bathroom door frame is too short and you accidentally bumped it."

After Zhan Xicheng finished speaking, the world suddenly became quiet.

Everyone was thinking about the appearance of Zhan Xicheng, a man of about 1.8 meters tall, suddenly hitting the door frame.

Ning Yan couldn't smile, but his fingers were tightly clenched together because of tension.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Ning's mother felt very guilty, then turned to look at Ning Yan, "So too, take Mr. Zhan up there, why don't you talk to others?"

"Mom, I..." Ning Yan felt very aggrieved and glared at Zhan Xicheng hard, muttering in his heart, "He deserves it!"

Seeing the unwillingness on her face, Zhan Xicheng slowly withdrew his gaze, nodded at Ning's mother, and left.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen quickly followed him out.

Ning's mother looked confused, "What's wrong with these two people?"

Ning Yan pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

"Oh, Yan Yan, that Mr. Zhan's coat is still here!"

Ning's mother stuffed the coat that was forgotten on the sand by Zhan Xicheng into Ning Yan's hand and chuckled: "Hurry it and send it to others, and talk to Xiao Chen again and let her come again next time!"

Ning Yan frowned and refused to move while holding her clothes.

Giving clothes is a trivial matter, and the most important thing is to let her communicate further with Xiao Chen.

"Mom, Xiao Chen and I are not what you think, don't drive the ducks to put them on the shelves."

Ning Yan spoke helplessly.

"It's okay, anyway, one has no boyfriend and the other has no girlfriend, so it's okay to know about it!"

Ning Yan pursed her lips, took the clothes and walked out.

When she walked to the door, Ning's mother did not forget to remind her.

"Tell me to Xiao Chen!"

Ning Yan smiled ugly and ran out.

When he walked to the sports car, he suddenly saw Zhan Xicheng's gloomy face and stared at Xiao Chen coldly, Ning Yan frowned.

"Young Master Zhan, I'm wronged!" Xiao Chen was almost crying. The old lady was enthusiastic. What could he do?

You can't let him say that the chief palace is next to him, he is a choreographer, right?

Didn’t Miss Kening’s mother already see that Mr. Zhan is married?

In this way, isn’t it just a disguised admission that Miss Ning was his lover?

Zhan Xicheng had a cold face, pulled his tie in a little annoyed manner, and said unhappy: "You are not young anymore, hurry up and find a woman!"
Chapter completed!