"If you can't figure it out, you don't want to." Ye Tingliao rubbed her hair and said affectionately. "Did you have breakfast?"

"No, I forgot." Ai Yan looked up at Ye Tingliao's face and said embarrassedly. "Why don't you help me change the test papers, and I'll make noodles?" Ai Yan blinked slyly.

"There was a free breakfast, which I was certainly happy with. Good work, my little fox. Ye Tingliao's slender fingers scraped the tip of her nose.

So the two had a clear division of labor, and when Ai Yanxi's tomato and egg noodles were ready, Ye Tingliao just finished correcting her test paper. I didn't say in English, Ye Tingliao is really a god-level character, but Wen Zongma is not a real immortal, and some topics really can't be confirmed.

"Alright." Ai Yan thoughtfully placed the egg noodles in front of him.

"You eat first, I'll serve it myself, how can there be any reason to let women serve men." Ye Tingliao pressed her to the seat, patted her on the shoulder, walked into the kitchen and served another bowl, and then sat opposite Ai Yan.

"You're a good cook." Ye Tingliao said sincerely.

"That's it." Ai Yan looked up proudly.

Ye Tingliao didn't exaggerate, nor did she compliment her because she was Ai Yan. Ai Yan's cooking skills are really good, no one cared about her before, of course she is self-reliant and self-reliant.

After breakfast, Ai Yanyan was reading the English paper in the study, and Ye Tingliao was very careful to mark out the mistakes anywhere. At this time, I heard Ye Tingliao's voice: "Zhan Yan, your phone." She remembered that she had just eaten, and the phone was on the dinner table.

Ai Yan looked at the phone number and frowned, if I remember correctly, it was the phone number of the mother of this body.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Ai Yan is in the tentative stage.

"Xiao Ai, my mother's illness is again, can you ask your father to get some money. I was in Hospital C, and the doctor said that I had to pay for the doctor before I could see a doctor. The voice of a middle-aged woman came over there. The voice was rapid and earnest, but there was no concern for Ai Yan.

Ai Yan frowned instinctively, how long she had been in the hospital, because of something, and how she was rescued, this mother didn't care, she only cared about sending her money. But Ai Yan thought that maybe he was too eager, after all, everyone got along with each other differently.

"How much do you want? My father didn't like me and wouldn't necessarily give me money. Ai Yan did not give a clear answer.

"How could your father not like you, is it that you will not please him. Xiao Ai, how many times has my mother told you, he is my mother's lifesaver, and my mother is waiting for him to give him money for treatment. If you don't like it, what will our family do? The woman over there had a crying voice and seemed to be sad.

"How much do you want?" Ai asked in a cold voice.

"Thirty thousand." The answer was categorical.

"What disease?" Ai asked again.

"Nephritis." The woman replied.

Ai Yan sneered. If she was really just a sixteen-year-old girl, maybe she really didn't know what it was, but she was twenty years old and knew a lot of things that others didn't know. When I was in college, the father of the little sister in the same dormitory had uremia, so she checked all the diseases such as the kidney, nephritis, depending on the personal situation, but it was not a terminal disease. Ai Yan didn't believe that she didn't ask for money when she handed over her daughter to Ai Jun, and since she asked for it, how could she not have it in such a short time.

"How much money did your father give you last time? 100,000, 200,000, 300,000 or 1 million? Ai asked coldly.

"Xiao Ai, what do you mean? Don't you care about your mom anymore? Mom worked hard to raise you, did your mother not recognize her when she was sick? Or do you think your father is rich and treats you better than your mother? The woman's voice was accusatory, and she seemed to feel that Ai was not filial. and hypocritically said that she didn't care about it.

"Do you know what 30,000 yuan means for a high school student?" Ai asked.

"Isn't that your pocket money, you can just ask your father for it when you run out, what is this money when he is so rich?" The woman doesn't seem to have much patience anymore, it's not like she's sick, it's like asking for money for granted.

"Mother, how did you see the money coming from? Don't you know how bad my relationship with Ai Jun is? 30,000 yuan is considered a week's living expenses, so what should I do next week? Is my mother going to take me back and cook for me? Ai asked indifferently.

"How can that, how can I take you home. I still have a daughter and a husband at home, and it's inconvenient for you. The woman impatiently refused.

"Really? Mother, I'm not Ai Zhan, don't you hear? What did you do to her the last time you saw her? Will it be premeditated murder, accidental homicide or intentional homicide? Ai Yan sneered at his lips, his voice cold, as if he were really a soul who had risen from hell.

This scared Ye Tingliao a lot, because Ai Yanxiao's tone at this time seemed to be an outsider, the kind of real outsider. He has always felt that Ai Yan is too indifferent to some things, such as parents, friends, enemies, she seems to be able to enter the role with ease, withdraw in time, and then look down on everyone like a queen. His eyes widened and he tried to find some girlish breath from Ai Yan's face, but he failed, but then he felt his heart tighten, and some pain could not be relieved.

What kind of heart-wrenching hurt did she go through to become so cold and ruthless as she is now?

"I don't know your name yet, so why don't you introduce yourself." Ai Yan said indifferently. She continued to correct her English questions in her hands.

"Who are you? You're not my daughter? My daughter won't talk to me like that? She won't blame me, let alone cheat? You're a ghost......" The woman seemed a little frightened, and her voice trembled a little. The people around her seemed to say something, and she stabilized her emotions again. "Xiao Ai, my mother didn't mean it last time, by no means. But you're so pretty, and your mother is scared. Mom finally found a man, and she couldn't help but agree. Can you forgive your mother? Besides, your father saved you, and you're fine, so the family is over, okay? ”

"Huh!" Ai Yan scolded. "It turns out that my mother still has such thoughts. Mother, do you know it's against the law, I'm underage. Do you know what it means to do these things to minors? It means that your whole family deserves to go to hell! Another expression appeared on Ai Yan's face, like a gloomy devil. She is not a rebuke but a curse. "Mother, you have to make it clear to the people around you. Your daughter Ai Yan is dead, and now she is alive with a devil who has come back for revenge. Do you want the devil's money? If you want, I will personally send it to you, so that your relatives can have a good feel for what it means to eat people without spitting out bones. ”

At the end of the sentence, Ai Yan seemed to calm down a lot, and raised his eyebrows as he spoke, as if he enjoyed such a scary way. She also winked mischievously at Ye Tingliao and stuck out her tongue, looking very cute.