He quickly ran to the balcony, but An Ran saw Su Luo Chen holding onto her notebook. As if hearing her footsteps, the man who was looking down in silence turned her head and smiled seductively.

"I like the corner of the road, the wet ground, and the dim yellow street light. I like the hazy picture. Even now, I still like it, just like how I like him in my heart." Pausing, Su Luo Chen licked his dry lips, and slowly asked: "Who, is he?"

She blushed, angry from embarrassment. "You're not allowed to read it. Return it to me."

"Give me the answer."

"Who gave it to you? Or did you steal it from my room? " An Ran did not reply with a question, but went forward to snatch it.

Su Luo Chen raised his arms slightly, making it impossible for her to reach him. Looking at her anxious look, he waved the white book in his hands and lazily said: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a gift from your little brother."

An Ran: "..."

Damn it, An Ziyu, to eat other people's food! Who wants this little brother? She did it for free!

His arm was still up, but she was tired and frightened. "Give it back to me …" The aggrieved tone in his voice was truly aggrieved.

Her whole world was in the notebook.

"Tell me, who is he?"

I like the corner of the road, and the wet ground, and the yellow street lights, and I like the hazy picture, and even now, I still like it, just as I still like the heart of him.

Su Luo Chen unhesitatingly pressed further, leaving An Ran with no way out. When he brought her away on the day of their marriage, An Ran had already been left with no way out. She sighed, "Anyway, you're not the one who …"

He had purposely provoked someone infuriated others on purpose, and he had also absolutely provoked the wrong person.

"Mm, anyway, it's not me …" "Since it's not me, there's no need for me to show any mercy to this book." Su Luo Chen raised his eyelids indifferently, and then released his hand.

An Ran shouted in shock, "It's you, it's you! Don't throw it away..." was furious. She bit her lips and stared straight at Su Luo Chen, feeling for the third time that this man was truly detestable. Su Luo Chen did not dare to say anything.

She panted hurriedly, and finally exploded in a calm voice. "Su Luo Chen, you … We're dead for sure! "

The An Ran's way of making Su Luo Chen "die" was to add an additional dish to every single dish during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Ginger, one must know that he was the most sensitive to the taste of ginger. He hated eating ginger the most.

It's noon, big festival, hungry, it's not good to watch others eat, right?

Su Luo Chen frowned as he looked at the greediness on everyone's faces. Was he the only one in this place who didn't like to eat ginger? He took the chopsticks and calmly looked around. Yes, ginger was added to every dish, and he was pretty good at everything.

"Luo Chen, you deserved to starve to death for angering An Ran." On the contrary, he spoke to the daughters of other families. Su Luo Chen frowned but did not let his guard down, after thinking for a moment, he asked in a low voice: "What dishes did An Ran cook for noon today?"

An Ziyu always looked at the show in a way that was worse than anyone else, "What, you want to dump all of the food my Big Sis helped to cook for you as revenge? You must think it through! "

"Huh?" An Ran suddenly raised her head, staring at Su Luo Chen warily and dangerously.

Su Luo Chen facepalmed, was he that petty?! En, he was not a petty person in everyone's hearts, so he would definitely take revenge … A little!

To be honest, the person who really wanted to dump all the food An Ran helped to cook onto the pigs just happened to be An Ziyu!

He put down his chopsticks that he pretended to be holding, looked at the table full of "ginger", and coldly snorted. "Sis, it's fine if you treat Brother Chen like this, after all, the person who is looking at your notebook is him, not me …" But you still treat me like that, your dear brother? "As an elder sister, don't you feel that you're being too heartless?"

Hmm, An Ziyu also hates ginger. There are a few people that you would dislike the first time you see them, and there are also a few dishes that you would loathe from birth.

Seeing that no one threw away her dishes, An Ran was relieved and laughed complacently: "Human, be cruel and good. If you are too kind, you will be bullied, especially by people like you … Don't forget, if you don't give my notebook to Luo Chen, would he be able to read it? You sneaked into your sister's room to steal her things, shouldn't you be punished? It would be good if I don't hit your head! "

An Ziyu had nothing to say, his face looked extremely ugly as he held his breath.

Luo Chen looked at the siblings speechlessly, then asked which of the dishes were prepared with An Ran's help, or should he say which of the dishes were personally prepared by An Ran herself. Facing those dishes, he directly used his chopsticks to eat, the more she disliked the food, the faster she had to eat, and the more painful it would be. It was unforgettable.

And the moment the two families saw Luo Chen's chopsticks poke into their mouths, they were amazed: this was truly a show of love, killing a single dog in a split-second, along with a single noble!

After finishing the meal, An Ran helped to wash the bowl and chopsticks. On festivals, she gave the servants at home a holiday. Occasionally, when they were doing household chores, they would feel peaceful.

However, everyone could tell that she was worried about someone. Everyone sighed as well, thinking that the An Ran and Luo Chen would probably be the pair if they fell in love. The An Ran was the same as well. Their people and hearts belonged to each other, and they were even arguing with Luo Chen in a notebook. What was the meaning of that?

After using a grey handkerchief to wipe his hands, when he passed by An Ziyu, An Ran angrily spat out: "It's all your fault!"

An Ziyu curled his lips. He originally wanted to cry from hunger, but now he was about to cry.

Seeing that his sister had gone to visit his future brother-in-law, he deeply felt the hatred the world had towards him. He turned around and picked up the mooncake, lowering his head and transforming his heart into bitterness to eat —

The parents behind him didn't know whether to laugh or cry. These three children …

In the room.

Su Luo Chen lazily leaned on the bed, his face pale white, as he attempted to drink the wine to dilute the taste in his mouth. He had already drunk four to five cups of wine, and the moment An Ran opened the door and saw such a scene, his heart ached uncontrollably. This was truly a suicidal move. Just who did he hurt in the end?

When Luo Chen heard the commotion, he raised his head and looked at her. With a low voice, he ordered, "Close the door, and then come here …"