Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Chapter 112 Dumpling Soup

The three of them sat together making dumplings, and Yan An pulled Zheng Wanfu to sit aside.

Fu Shen sat alone.

Zheng Wanfu demonstrated, "Just pinch it like this, would you like to try it too?"

Fu Shen watched carefully and took action confidently.

His eyes could make the dumplings, but his hands couldn't. After he started to work with the dumpling wrappers, he slowly frowned.

Why did he remember that Jiang Xiaobai made dumplings so simply and quickly?

Zheng Wanfu's voice was filled with laughter as she used her fingers to pry Fu Shen's hand away, "That's not the case."

The photographer took a close-up of the two touching hands.

Yan An looked at the photographer with a troubled look, which made the photographer feel creepy.

What's going on? Is this?

Why are you looking at him with such resentment...

"You took such detailed photos. It must be very painful for Brother Fu's fiancée to see them."

The photographer's hands trembled: Fiancée?

Fu Shen suddenly remembered Xiaobai's jealousy before, and pulled his hand back abruptly, causing the dumpling filling to fall onto his crotch.

Yan An exclaimed, "Brother Fu, why are you feeling guilty? This is just a show recording, it's all for show effect, I understand."

Fu Shen's face turned green, "Yan An!"

Yan An looked innocent and said in the same loud voice: "What's wrong?"

Zheng Wanfu pulled up the corners of her mouth and smiled, "I didn't pay attention to the limits. It's all my fault."

"It's not all your fault. It's also the fault of Brother Fu, the photographer, and me." Yan An frowned. "After all, I can't stop you from having a good show... Sigh."

Zheng Wanfu gritted her teeth and said apologetically, "..."

She wanted to sell Yan An at a discount.

After Fu Shen cleaned his pants, his crotch was wet, as if he had peed.

Finally, Yan An suggested that he use a hair dryer to dry his hair or wear an apron.

Fu Shen couldn't do something like blowing air at a certain place, so he chose to put on an apron.

Yan An, who knew how to tie a bow, took action again, leaving Zheng Wanfu no chance to make a move.

In the end, the few people started making dumplings obediently, without any finger-intertwining or intimate interactions.

After learning that Fu Shen had a fiancée, most of the staff on the scene were no longer happy and looked pale.

As for what to do if dumplings are broken due to poor skills, Yan An suggested cooking them in several pots.

The broken dumplings are cooked in one pot, and whoever has the broken dumplings gets to eat them.

Fu Shen didn't have any objections, he just slowed down the process of making dumplings.

Everything went smoothly after that, and Yan An didn't think there was anything wrong with Zheng Wanfu's residence in the hotel.

But she believed that Zheng Wanfu cared more about her.

Yan An even vaguely felt that Zheng Wanfu now paid more attention to her than Fu Shen.

When it was time to eat, Zheng Wanfu deliberately added more water to the pot where Yan An had only a few dumplings.

In fact, it is very easy to destroy someone online, such as cyberbullying her for wasting food.

The stuffing that leaks out will all melt into the soup, and it would be a waste if you don’t drink it all.

After making a few simple home-cooked dishes, Zheng Wanfu started making dumplings.

When her dumplings came out of the pot, they were white and plump lying on the plate, in contrast to Yan An and Fu Shen's.

The dumplings were completely turned into noodle soup, lying in two soup bowls.

Fu Shen was a little bit unbelievable, "Wanfu, why is there so much soup?"

Zheng Wanfu was helpless. "More soup makes dumplings less likely to break. I didn't expect it to become just noodle soup in the end. It's okay. It's okay to waste a little."

Fu Shen, “…”

Although he didn't say anything, he had already decided to just drink a couple of sips.

But she saw Yan An opposite her had already started drinking, so she drank hers and looked up to ask him why he didn't drink.

Fu Shen looked at him coldly, lowered his head, and drank slowly with a spoon.

Zheng Wanfu finally felt relieved when she saw that Yan An didn't even bother to eat the food on the table.

Little did they know that Yan An was deliberately avoiding those meat dishes.

The vegetarian dumpling soup is delicious.

Fu Shen saw that she was eating without a care in the world and felt so angry that he had no place to vent.

"Why are you on a variety show if you don't just go to work?"

Yan An looked up at him and said, "Rebound."

Fu Shen, “…”

"Fu Shen." Zheng Wanfu glared at him. "An An doesn't have any job in your company. It's just a sinecure. What's wrong with coming to record a variety show?"

Fu Shen frowned, "Then she is also a member of the company, and she has to go to work when it's time to go to work."

Zheng Wanfu seemed to not know what to say.

Yan An glanced at Fu Shen and said, "Brother Fu, since you don't pay much attention to me, you probably don't know that I have submitted my resignation letter.

Seeing that your lifelong event has been settled and you can be with the person you love, I no longer have any obsessions.

I sincerely wish you all the best.”

Fu Shen was stunned for a moment, then his expression softened, "Oh, I see."

The conflict that arose suddenly stopped just as suddenly.

After Yan An finished the soup in his bowl, there was still half a pot of dumpling soup left, which contained vegetables and noodles.

After dinner, when Zheng Wanfu went into the kitchen to clean up, the cameraman gave a close-up.

Zheng Wanfu was about to pour out the pot when a shout came from outside the door.

"and many more!"

She turned around and saw Yan An walking in with a smile, "Can I take it away? Someone in my family loves dumpling soup."

Zheng Wanfu: “…”

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This show airs quickly, so it has to be recorded quickly as well.

So the next day, Zheng Wanfu had to go to Song Bojian's house.

Song Bojian also found a temporary residence and allowed the program crew to come in to record.

Yan An didn’t know what happened, but Qian Lai sent her countless frustrated emoticons that day.

But she didn't have much time to reply him because Yan Xichen was brainwashing Gu Ling with sweet words.

"Sister Gu Ling, I think it's better for her to record the show with my sister. Having her agent help her record the show makes her look like a loner."

"Besides, my participation in the show will definitely be more popular than your participation."

Gu Ling couldn't refute it.

Of course, the audience still likes to watch the interaction between the guests and their families, and see their own lives through watching the guests.

So if my brother could record with Yan An...

"No."

Her thoughts were interrupted by Yan An's two firm words.

Yan An directly pushed Yan Xichen out. Yan Xichen had no ability to resist and was directly dragged out.

The door slammed shut.

Gu Ling was stunned. He walked over and pinched Yan An's wrist. "Are you two siblings kidding me? He's such a grown man, and he was pushed out like that?"

Yan Xichen pressed the doorbell.

Yan An frowned, "Sister Gu Ling, I'll go talk to him."

Gu Ling nodded and said hesitantly: "Actually, I think your brother's suggestion is very good."

"Go ask Brother Qian if he thinks it's okay."

"If he thinks it's okay, will you agree?"

Yan An nodded, opened the door and went out.

Gu Lingze immediately called Qian Lai to show Yan Xichen's active participation and her own approval of the matter.

The person on the other end was silent for a moment, then said gently, "No."

"Why... I originally heard that these half-siblings had a bad relationship, but now it seems that was just talk. They have a great relationship and their bickering is quite entertaining."

The person on the other end was silent for a moment: "It's my boss's idea."

Gu Ling was speechless.

Outside, Yan An took Yan Xichen to a deserted place and said, "Don't come over and cause trouble for me tomorrow."

Yan Xichen raised his eyebrows, "I'm making trouble? I'm here to support you. I've shown up, and once you're in the circle, no one will dare to bully you."