Fortunately, Chen Jinchu began to concentrate on cooking. The two of them tinkered in the kitchen for a long time and finally made a few delicious dishes.

There was another braised pork trotter to simmer. Chen Jinchu touched Chen Yan's head: "You go out and sit down, I'll just watch here."

Chen Yan thought that he could chat with his aunt for a while at this time, so he answered repeatedly.

Cheng Qingzhi was watching a variety show on the sofa. When Chen Yan saw that it was "Who is the Drama Essence".

She smiled and patted the seat next to her: "Oh, Xiaoyan, you are so funny in this show."

The fourth issue is the theme of the campus, and it happened to be broadcasting that Liang Muxu was not listening carefully in class, and he passed a small note and was caught and scolded by the director.

Cheng Qingzhi smiled and said, "You are so cute inside, and this boy is also very interesting."

Chen Yan felt a little embarrassed and shared with her a lot of interesting things that happened during the recording of the show. Cheng Qingzhi was so happy that she couldn't stop her. The two of them laughed on the sofa and leaned back and forth.

After a while, Cheng Qingzhi asked, "Xiaoyan, are you happy to be an actor or a star?"

Her eyes were very serious, and Chen Yan's answer became cautious.

"Most of the time, I'm happy." She was a little reluctant to speak, "but this line is indeed much more complicated than I thought."

Cheng Qingzhi glanced at Chen Yan and pulled her hand: "You must remember that no matter what happens, don't force yourself."

Chen Yan whispered: "Well, aunt, I understand."

The woman smiled and touched her head: "Well, I know you are a smart child."

Chen Yan looked at her in a daze, looking at the eyes that were gazing at her tenderly.

At that moment, she felt as if she had seen her mother.

Chen Jinchu came out with the dishes and saw such a happy scene - Cheng Qingzhi pulled Chen Yan and sat together, the two of them were very close, and the corners of their mouths were curved and talking.

It is so beautiful that it cannot be taken away.

Chen Yan's belly, who smelled the smell of the food, suddenly cried out. She stood up and held Cheng Qingzhi's arm: "Auntie, let me tell you that the rice cooked by Brother Jinchu is so delicious."

By the way, why is my brother so good at cooking? Logically speaking, he should be very busy filming. When will he have time to practice?

Cheng Qingzhi looked at her son with a smile, with unpredictable pride in her eyes: "It seems like I'm having a good time today."

The meal was warm and harmonious - not to mention the skills of Chen Jinchu who was comparable to Michelin chefs, the harmonious atmosphere of the family sitting together made people feel warm and gentle.

Family...

Cheng Qingzhi put a piece of beef into the bowl of Chenyan and said softly: "Xiaoyan, eat more, you are too thin."

A feeling of déjà vu suddenly emerged - in my memory, when she was very young, she also had dinner with her parents, and their laughter often came from the dining table.

After dinner, my father was always used to leaning on the sofa to read Southern Metropolis Daily, while my mother accompanied her to read story books and spoke to her quietly and slowly.

Sometimes they went out for a walk together, and the moonlight chased after him, pulling the shadows of the three of them very long.

The laughter kept floating, drifting far away.

But at some point, the almost happy happiness suddenly disappeared, leaving only trouble, confusion, and tireless quarrel.

"Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Jinchu's worried voice came to his ears. The moment Chen Yan's consciousness returned, a tear fell into the bowl.

She wiped her tears in a hurry and squeezed out a smile: "I'm fine! I just suddenly remembered some things from the past..."

After Chen Yan finished speaking, he found that the two people on the other side were still looking at her silently.

She quickly calmed down, raised her smile again, and said in a coquettish tone: "Let's have a meal."

Cheng Qingzhi saw that she wanted to speak but stopped talking behind her back. She did not put down the topic, but instead said gently: "What have you remembered?"

When she met her eyes as quiet as a deep spring, Chen Yan felt that nothing was difficult to say.

She said softly: "I think of my mother. She is as gentle and loving as you, and always takes care of me in every possible way."

"It's a pity that she left when I was very young. Just now, you picked up food for me and I remembered her again..." Chen Yan lowered his head and whispered: "It's nothing, I just miss the past."

After a moment, she felt a hand touching her head, with a gentle force, as if soothing a wounded animal.

"Will I be your mom from now on?"

"What?" Chen Yan raised his head, his eyes full of vibration.

"I like you very much when I first saw you, my child. I think we are destined to be together." Cheng Qingzhi smiled slightly and repeated: "I will be your mother from now on. Achu will be your brother, and we will be a family. We will always be with you, okay?"

Family...What a distant word.

The smoke trembled slightly, and a layer of mist floated in his eyes.

Chen Jinchu looked at her with a hint of proper package encouragement, and she hesitated and said, "Is it really... OK?"

Cheng Qingzhi pulled Chen Yan into her arms, slowly patted her back with one hand, and whispered: "Yes."

Chen Yan felt a warm feeling flowing in her heart, which was a full and sore feeling. She burst into tears and smiled: "Thank you... Thank you aunt, thank you brother Jinchu..."

Cheng Qingzhi smiled: "Is she still called her aunt?"

The smoke was quiet for a while, as if he was in a struggle of thought. After a while, he shouted in a low voice: "...Mom."

Cheng Qingzhi: "Oh!"

Chen Jinchu also looked at Chen Yan and smiled, and his beautiful lips bent little by little.

Chen Yan quietly climbed up a slight color with his ears - it was no problem to call him like this, but it was a little strange in front of him.

I kept thinking about seeing my mother-in-law in the morning, but I called my mother at noon. This is really...

After lunch, Chen Yan chatted with Cheng Qingzhi for a while. Before leaving, she snatched her hands and was a little uncomfortable with the new name of fresh **: "...Mom, Brother Jinchu, I'm leaving."

Cheng Qingzhi sent her to the door: "Let your brother see you off."

Chen Yan pursed his lips and said, "No, Brother Jin Chu must be very busy, I don't want to bother him..."

Chen Jinchu took the bag in her hand without saying a word and said warmly: "No trouble."

Chen Yan unconsciously felt a little sweet in his heart, and the sound was as low as a mosquito: "...Thank you."

Chen Yan didn't expect that after parting at the last cocktail party, he would see Zhou Keer again at her wedding.

Zhou An, Zhou Keer and others were her childhood playmates, and their family background was even more wealthy than the Shen family.

Many of the people who came to the wedding were familiar faces, and they were all well-known figures from various families.

Chen Yan accompanied Zhou Ke'er in her dressing room. Seeing the makeup artist placing her hair and styling her, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Our princess is so beautiful."

Zhou Ke'er was amazed Chen Yan when she changed into her dress - she is worthy of being a wealthy family. Just looking at the broken diamonds inlaid on the skirt is worth millions, right?

Her skirt is lake blue, and it is dignified and elegant, showing a trace of fairy spirit and charm, which is eye-catching.

Although Zhou Keer's appearance is not a type that makes people look amazing at first glance, her face is small, her eyebrows are light, and she has a very temperament. She feels that the more you look, the better you look, and the more you look, the more comfortable you look.

At this moment, she heard Chen Yan’s praise, and she smiled embarrassedly, but pursed her lips and didn’t say anything.

Chen Yan realized that her mood was not high, so he stopped talking about other topics. When the makeup artist finished styling, the only two of them were left in the small dressing room. Chen Yan said: "Ker, have you always liked Brother Shaowen since you were a child?"

Why does it seem like it is not voluntary now?

After all, Zhou Keer is a friend for many years. She trusts Chen Yan more. After checking the door lock, she whispered: "He has someone in his heart, we are in a marriage."

There was not much sadness in his tone, but a faint confusion appeared in his eyebrows and eyes.

Chen Yan was a little shocked by the amount of information in this sentence—

So, now is a love triangle story?

Compared to being unable to love, I am afraid this is the most painful thing?

It was clearly in front of me, but I couldn't catch it, and I had to suffer all the tortures over and over again as if I were lingchi.

Seeing her expression of wanting to speak but stopping, Zhou Ke'er chuckled: "Don't do this, I'm very happy to marry Mu Shaowen. At least I have a title."

Chen Yan was silent for a moment: "Brother Shaowen likes someone..."

"It's a little star." Zhou Ke'er frowned slightly between her eyebrows, obviously a little disgusted with the other party's existence, but Zhan Yan smiled again: "Mu Shaowen has promised me that she will not do anything that will prevent me from coming to Taiwan after marriage."

So, she still has some chance of winning.

It's easy to do beautiful things on the surface, but who knows what's done behind it?

How credible is what a man says?

"What is the relationship between Brother Shaowen and that little star? Is it him one-sided, or..."

Zhou Ke'er seemed unwilling to say too much, and the corners of her mouth curled lightly: "Don't worry, Yanyan, I know it in my heart."

Chen Yan sighed - Alas, everyone shouldn't care about the snow in front of the door.

After the two chatted for a while, someone knocked on the door: "Miss, please prepare for it, it's almost time."

Chen Yan returned to the hall, found the seat with her name posted and sat down. Coincidentally, when she turned her head, she saw Wei Zhuoran sitting next to her.

Although the Wei family is not as powerful as the Zhou family and the Shen family, it is definitely not a small family. Chen Yan could tell at a glance that the clothes on Wei Zhuoran were customized by a private designer.

The other party greeted her: "Xiaoyan, we're meeting again."

There was a hint of unnaturalness in his tone, but Chen Yan didn't take it to heart and nodded: "Long time no see."
To be continued...