Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Chapter 131 The Quilt Moved

Yan An also realized that he seemed to have said something quite unemotional and quickly explained.

"What I mean is, boss, you debuted early and have achieved so much. You're not a fresh-faced actor, you're a talented actor with both talent and good looks."

Song Bojian lowered his eyes, coughed lightly a few times, and took out a porcelain bottle from his backpack.

"Yeah. This is medicine to prevent scarring. I made it myself."

Yan An took it and thanked him, then Yan An saw Song Bojian taking out more food storage boxes from his bag.

Before she opened the lid, she could smell a hint of fragrance leaking out.

"This……"

"I thought you probably hadn't eaten anything delicious these days, so I brought you some."

Yan An took the heavy lunch box, feeling excited.

For those who love to eat, the feeling of eating a steaming hot pancake when hungry is just like what she feels now.

"thank you boss."

Song Bojian's gaze fell on her forehead again, "It's inconvenient to apply the medicine yourself, let me help you."

Yan An quickly waved his hand, "It's not inconvenient to face the mirror, thank you, boss."

Song Bojian paused, nodded, and pulled up his mask. "It's almost over. The bonus will be credited to your card along with your losses from this mission."

Yan An nodded repeatedly, "Okay."

Watching Song Bojian disappear through the window, Yan An closed the window again and drew the curtains. She left two boxes of meat and vegetables for Gu Ling.

Put the rest of the food on the table, turn on the bedroom light and start eating.

Her heart surged with every bite.

Who knows the feeling of food reaching your mouth when you want to eat?

As she chewed, she suddenly thought of something.

It was obvious that Qian Lai was cooperating with her in this community, so why didn't Qian Lai come and speak to her himself?

And you can also send text messages.

Could it be that Song Bojian came here specifically to show concern for her?

It’s no wonder that Qian Lai is a young man and a highly skilled hacker, as everyone follows him wholeheartedly to do various dangerous tasks.

Character is really important, Song Bojian is really a good leader.

Yan An was halfway through his meal when he heard footsteps outside.

She thought it was Gu Ling and was thinking about explaining that these were takeout orders.

She met Yan Xichen's eyes as he pushed the door open. She hadn't swallowed the food in her mouth yet, and her chopsticks were still holding a piece of sweet and sour pork in a pot.

And Yan Xichen's eyes full of worry turned into confusion, and then he looked Yan An up and down.

"How did you get in?" Yan An's eyes moved slightly, and he asked vaguely after chewing a few times.

How could she explain it? She looked fine and was having a great time eating here late at night.

Is it too late to start acting now?

Dawson showed his head from behind and said, "I'm sorry, Miss An An. The owner was afraid that you wouldn't open the door, so he asked me to pry open the lock of the first-floor window.

Your window locks are not very secure. I suggest you call someone to replace them tomorrow."

Yan An, “…”

Dawson went to the first floor to repair the window. Yan Xichen closed the door and sat down on the sofa opposite Yan An.

He looked at Yan An seriously and asked, "Have you treated the head injury? Is it serious?"

Yan An finally swallowed the food in his mouth, put down his chopsticks, took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his eyes, his eyes becoming moist.

"It's okay, it will all pass. All I can do is turn my sadness into appetite."

Yan Xichen suddenly took out a tissue. Yan An thought he was also going to wipe away his non-existent tears and imitated her in a mocking manner.

But he reached out his hand and gently wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue.

"The sweet and sour sauce is stuck to my mouth."

After wiping it, he withdrew his hand and looked at the dishes on the table again.

"Who brought you the meal?"

Yan An: "Takeout."

"I can't afford this food storage box for takeout. It costs tens of thousands of dollars." Yan Xichen raised his eyes, "Sister, are you hiding something from me?"

Yan An shook his head decisively, "No."

Yan Xichen snorted coldly, stood up and sat next to Yan An, leaning close to look at her forehead.

When Yan An stepped back, he moved forward, and was eventually stopped by Yan An's fingers.

"What are you here for?"

Yan Xichen pursed his lips and said, "After dealing with some embarrassing things, I saw you being bullied, so I came to see you."

Yan An sniffed carefully, and because of the aroma of food filling the room, he actually ignored the smell of blood on Yan Xichen for a moment.

"Let me help you deal with Yan Feng. And I won't let any of those people who spread rumors go."

"Don't bother. I don't want to get involved in this dark circle anymore." Yan An sighed.

Yan Xichen stared at her closely, "So you are still hiding something from me."

Yan An, “…”

"I'm not that curious, I just want to ask if you really don't need my help?" Yan Xichen frowned.

Yan An lowered his eyes and gently rubbed his nose with his fingers.

During this process, she was thinking about how to react without being exposed, and finally decided to just muddle through.

"Yeah." Yan An responded.

"I see." Yan Xichen nodded and suddenly said, "I just finished my work. Can I use your bathroom to wash up, or I can go to another bathroom."

Thinking that he would wake up Gu Ling if he ran around.

But for her, if Gu Ling wakes up, she can always respond in time.

Yan An said decisively: "There's nothing in the bathroom, but no change of clothes."

"It's in the car. I asked Dawson to bring it to me. Please help me get it." After saying that, Yan Xichen walked into Yan An's bathroom.

Yan An started eating again. Dawson came over, handed him a big paper bag and turned to leave.

He was a martial artist with light footsteps, so Yan An was not worried about him making any noise.

Twenty minutes later, Yan Xichen's voice came from the bathroom, "Sister, please pass me the clothes."

Yan An carried the bag over, opened the bathroom door, and handed the things in with his back turned.

In the misty fog, Yan Xichen saw Yan An's white and tender arms stretched out, and a heat rose on his face.

He immediately took the bag and said, "Okay, close the door..."

The hand reached back and the door was closed from the outside without hesitation.

Yan Xichen was stunned for a moment and turned to look in the mirror.

He's actually pretty good-looking, right? Doesn't Yan An have any inappropriate thoughts about him?

He fiddled with his curly bangs. Did they cover his forehead and make him look less energetic?

Yan An didn't know what the person in the bathroom was struggling with at the moment. She cleaned up the food on the table, closed the lids and put it back into the bag, without waiting for anyone to come out.

The room smelled strongly of food, so Yan An opened the window to let in some air.

The sound of the bathroom door opening came from behind him. Yan An turned his head and was a little surprised that Yan Xichen actually lifted his bangs.

Is this like being a gloomy boy without covering your eyes?

However, without the bangs covering his eyes, I discovered that my brother actually has puppy eyes with slightly drooping corners.

She has big eyes and a relaxed face, so she is quite cute.

"Where is the hair dryer?" Yan Xichen looked away awkwardly.

He wore a light grey knitted cardigan over his white inner layer and a short black down jacket on his arm.

Yan An closed the curtains and said, "Go back and blow dry your hair. My hair dryer isn't silent and will wake up my agent."

Yan Xichen's eyes became more wandering. "I'm afraid that people from abroad will come to cause trouble for me again, so I'll stay at your place for half a month..."

Yan An frowned.

"One night." Yan Xichen looked at her.

Yan An, "It's not very convenient."

"I'll sleep quietly beside your bed. Your agent won't know. I'll leave tomorrow morning. You know how tricky those people are. Just towel-dry your hair."

Yan An wanted to say that the person who was let in was not vicious, but he could only say it in his heart.

After looking at Yan Xichen twice, he finally nodded in agreement.

"Dawson is guarding outside, so we are all safe." A gleam flashed in Yan Xichen's eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside, and the next moment the door was opened.

At the critical moment, Yan An pushed Yan Xichen onto the bed and covered him tightly with two layers of quilts.

Yan An sat at the corner of the bed and smiled at Gu Ling who pushed the door open.

Gu Ling was startled by Yan An.

"An An, why aren't you asleep yet? I got up to get some water and saw the light in your room was still on...can't you sleep?"

Her eyes turned sharply and she exclaimed, "An An, your quilt moved!"