After Yan Zhen got out of the car, she watched Ling Yanchen's car gradually move away until she couldn't see it, and then followed the navigation prompts to walk across the street. The distance between the porridge shop and the hotel is only a few hundred meters on the map, but you need to walk around it, and it takes about ten minutes to walk.

Yan Zhen ate at noon, although she ate a lot, but now it was close to nine o'clock, and she had no appetite at all when she hung water in the hospital, and at this moment she suddenly felt so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, as if she could smell the fragrance of porridge wafting from afar, and she couldn't help but speed up her pace.

Ling Yanchen has a project in L City this year, and he often comes on business trips, so he is quite familiar with this place. I was about to drive to a familiar restaurant, and when I arrived at the door, I found that the restaurant was being renovated and had not opened, so I turned around and looked for another place to settle dinner. He caught a glimpse of the porridge shop not far away, and saw that the business seemed to be good, so he merged into the lane ahead and drove in the direction of the porridge shop.

Porridge seems to be a suitable choice for a late-night snack, and when Yan Zhen is led into the lobby of the store by the waiter, there are customers leaving or coming in one after another, and the store is a little noisy, and the air is filled with the smell of porridge. She felt like she was in the right place, the box was fully booked, and the waiter led her to a window seat in the hall.

The waiter was very enthusiastic, and introduced with a slight local accent in L City: "Our signature here is seafood porridge, if you are interested, you can order a small portion to try, and if you can't finish it, you can also pack it." ”

Seafood porridge? No, no, no, this face is a little better, Yan Zhen didn't want to make it worse, she hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, I'm allergic to seafood." As she spoke, she flipped through the menu and ordered a porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork that she couldn't go wrong.

This shop is famous for its porridge, but it also has specialties and a variety of snacks, and the taste is good, and the price is also close to the people.

Yan Zhen was really hungry, and after ordering a porridge, she ordered a small basket of roasted wheat. The roasted wheat was served quickly, and she ate two or three in a row, filled her stomach first, continued to wait for the porridge, and inadvertently raised her head to look out the door.

Ling Yanchen parked the car and walked into the store under the guidance of the waiter, coincidentally, he subconsciously looked around the environment of the store, and found Yan Zhen, who claimed that he had no appetite and should have rested in the hotel.

That's too much of a coincidence, isn't it?!

Yan Zhen felt that her skin was thick enough, and she didn't have the slightest embarrassment that her lies would be exposed, and she actually waved at Ling Yanchen boldly as an artist. When she finished this action and came back to her senses, she immediately wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Ling Yanchen was slightly stunned at first, but he didn't hesitate for too long, then turned to the waiter and said, "I already have a place." ”

Human feelings are like this, Yan Zhen doesn't really want to eat with Ling Yanchen, and the other party may not be very willing to dine with her, but due to the involvement of identity relationships, now that they have met by chance, it seems that they have to have dinner together.

The waiter looked at Ling Yanchen and walked straight towards the window, and following the direction of his gaze, he could see a young beauty with an extremely delicate appearance.

No matter what time it is, people with good looks will always attract special attention. The waiter couldn't help but think: Sure enough, the male gods are with the goddess, these two people are very compatible in terms of appearance and temperament, and they are really a good match when they sit together. Originally, the pounding heart that was pounding because of talking to the male god gradually calmed down, obviously the male god and the goddess are a pair.

Although Ling Yanchen was a little colder with people, he didn't want to give people a step, and he didn't ask why Yan Zhen appeared here, so he naturally sat down opposite her.

Yan Zhen also behaved calmly enough, and took the lead in asking, "Big brother, what do you want to eat?" I ordered all the servings. ”

In Yan Zhen's memory, she was not familiar with Ling Yanchen, she was just getting along with Ling Yanchen according to the importance she attached to her fiancé Ling Yanyu's family.

Ling Yanchen took the menu handed by the waiter, originally wanted to order the seafood porridge recommended by the store, but thinking that Yan Zhen was allergic to seafood, he was afraid that she would affect her appetite after reading it, so he said to the waiter: "I want a porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, and then a cage of soup dumplings." ”

Although Ling Yanchen didn't ask, Yan Zhen felt that out of politeness, she still needed to take the initiative to explain, so she said very sincerely: "Big brother, I didn't have any appetite at all, but before I walked to the elevator, I suddenly felt hungry, and I thought that there was a good porridge shop here, so I walked over." ”

Ling Yanchen just glanced at Yan Zhen lightly, his expression was still as calm as ever, and he nodded to indicate that he knew.

After all, Yan Zhen's age is there, and she is not a leaky character, so she naturally can't think it through when she lies, although this excuse sounds full of loopholes, Ling Yanchen doesn't mean to blame Yan Zhen.

They are really unacquainted, such two people eat at the same table, and the taste of porridge seems to be greatly reduced.

Ling Yanchen no longer talked to Yan Zhen, and Yan Zhen was not interested in finding a topic to chat, the two of them ate their own food, and sat face to face in time, without any verbal eye contact during the whole process. Those who don't know will probably be strangers who share a table to eat together. Of course, in a way, yes.

Ling Yanchen ate elegantly, but quickly, after eating, he looked up at Yan Zhen, who was bowing her head and drinking porridge obediently.

Yan Zhen is not tall, in the eyes of Ling Yanchen, who is 1.85 meters, she is even a little short, she looks like she is in her early 60s, and she is very slender and looks small.

Thinking of the things that his mother mentioned to him on the phone, Ling Yanchen couldn't help but have a headache. He doesn't have much contact with Yan Zhen, and today is the closest distance to get along. At least in his opinion, this girl is polite, not noisy and noisy, probably because of illness, and even looks a little pitiful. He didn't know much about her entanglement with her brother, but judging from what he heard, it should be that his brother didn't do well.

Originally, Ling Yanchen didn't want to take care of these "housework", but when he saw Yan Zhen and remembered his mother's entrustment, he suddenly felt that bringing his younger brother to his side to educate him for a period of time seemed to be what his eldest brother should do.

Yan Zhen didn't know what Ling Yanchen was thinking at this time, she was under pressure to even look at him more, for fear that the two would meet their eyes and be embarrassed by each other's embarrassment because they couldn't find a topic to chat with.

There is a QR code on the corner of the restaurant table, so you can order and pay for it yourself. Yan Zhen found that after Ling Yanchen finished eating, she decisively took out her mobile phone and scanned the QR code, and happily paid the bill.

Yan Zhen decided to do this after careful consideration. Ling Yanchen was able to take time out of her busy schedule to accompany her to the hospital and send her back to the hotel, which was simply flattering to her, and she was still courteous, and she should have invited him to a meal. This meal is not very expensive, and it may be in Ling Yanchen's heart, she is his brother-in-law, so she has to pay for it, and this kind of price will not damage his manly dignity.

After Ling Yanchen knew that Yan Zhen had already paid the bill, his expression did not change in particular. He doesn't have much contact with the opposite sex outside of work, but he doesn't dislike Yan Zhen's behavior of taking the initiative to pay, and if it can make her more relaxed, he won't mind at all.

Ling Yanchen thought about it, and the sentence of "thank you" that she was about to blurt out was silently swallowed back when she saw Yan Zhen's obviously cautious expression, deciding that she didn't need to be too polite, so that she would have a psychological burden.

After sending Yan Zhen back to the hotel again, Ling Yanchen finally successfully completed the task assigned by her mother. On the way out, he couldn't help but think of what his mother had said to him, how Yan Zhen liked Yan Yu, and how Yan Yu hurt her sensibly.

Of course, this thought didn't stay in Ling Yanchen's mind for long. Other people's affairs, especially those related to feelings, should not interfere too much in the first place. Even if he is Yanyu's eldest brother, there should be a clear line. Yan Zhen and Yanyu are both adults, adults should handle their own feelings and lives, and should not trouble affecting other people, of course, other people should not interfere at will, after all, they are all bystanders.

Yan Zhen woke up almost completely well the next morning, looking at the fresh face in the mirror again, white and translucent, and her mood was much more relaxed. She naturally remembered the purpose of coming to L City, and after breakfast, she took a taxi to Ling'an Temple.

Ling'an Temple is a very famous temple, where the incense is prosperous, and the pilgrims are endless, which is very lively.

Yan Zhen asked for a signature, and the master answered for her. The master who unsigned the sign looked like a god stick fishing in troubled waters in this temple, in short, he didn't feel like a respectable, serious monk at all.

The master babbled a bunch of mysterious words, which made Yan Zhen regret it, and felt that she was simply crazy after being reborn, and she actually traveled a long distance to come here by plane to engage in feudal superstition, which was really a brain in water.

Just when Yan Zhen was impatient and about to leave, the master entered the topic, "In short, donor, by chance, everything has changed. You look at this sentence of signing, the difference of one word, it has changed from the next sign to the upper sign, which was originally not a good death, but now it is rich and noble, not bad. ”

When Yan Zhen heard this, her heart was shocked. I don't know if this master is crooked, she did end miserably in her previous life, and the good lovely girl finally went insane and died of psychological torture.

Yan Zhen was reborn and saw the essence of Ling Yanyu, a scumbag, even if he gave everything for Su Yiqiu or died, she would definitely not be crazy to trouble Su Yiqiu again, in this way, the four words "no good death" basically have nothing to do with her.

"Rich and rich because of your husband." Master continued, "You have to cherish it, it's not easy to achieve a marriage. ”

Yan Zhen suddenly felt that this master was really accurate. According to the trend of her previous life, as long as she doesn't let go, she and Ling Yanyu will get married, and at that time she will be a rich little rich woman. From this point of view, her wealth must be because of Ling Yanyu.

Yan Zhen donated a lot of incense money and prepared to leave with a satisfactory result.

When the master saw Yan Zhen get up, he said with a smile: "The poor monk has a good eye for the donor, do you want to tell the donor about your marriage again?" ”

Marriage? Forget it, don't waste time. Yan Zhen waved her hand and replied, "No need Master, I'm in a hurry." "What marriage can she have? It was enough for her to know that she would be a rich, widowed little rich woman in the future!