That evening, when Qiann Yan returned to Zhang Juying’s house, she heard noise and chatter. It turned out Zhou Yuaanyuaan was crying.
Listening carefully, Zhou Yuaanyuaan was crying over Zhang Juying’s chicken shreds being not tasty, demanding her to make sothing good.
Where could Zhang Juying find sothing for her? She could only try all sorts of ways to coax Zhou Yuaanyuaan.
But Zhou Yuaanyuaan was just a spoiled brat, pampered at ho like a little tyrant; if he didn’t get the food he liked, he wouldn’t stop.
"Mom, you make her do it; she can do it." Zhou Yuaanyuaan noticed Qiann Yan return, pointing at her.
Qiann Yan didn’t even glance at them, heading to get water to wash up.
"I want chicken shreds, I just want them, I want the really tasty kind!!" Behind her, Zhou Yuaanyuaan continued to throw a tantrum, leaving Zhang Juying no choice but to coax him that it would be ready tomorrow.
Once Qiann Yan finished washing up and went back to her room, she found Zhang Juying sitting on a chair inside, a sheepish smile on her face.
"Yanzi, Yuaanyuaan really wants to eat the chicken shreds you make, could you make it again tomorrow?"
Qiann Yan: "You want to cook for your son?"
"In your dreams?"
Jiaang Hengliang continued filming there, knowing as long as Qiann Yan was sleeping, he’d go out. Coming over today, he knew there’d be sothing to film.
"The kid is just greedy, what can we do?" Zhang Juying thought cooking was a small matter; normally, people would agree to such a request.
This young lady from the city, thinking she’s too good to do anything, couldn’t even help with a al.
Qiann Yan: "I don’t want to."
Zhang Juying opened her mouth: "Actually, cooking isn’t such a big deal; I’m begging you."
"You beg and I have to say yes?"
"If I don’t agree, it’s my fault, I’m petty, I’m being unreasonable?"
This kind of emotional blackmail from Zhang Juying caused the original girl plenty of grievances. Doing it would just make people think she had a strange temper, so stifling.
"I’m going to rest now."
Zhang Juying had no intention of leaving, looking pitifully at Qiann Yan.
Qiann Yan frowned slightly, turned to pack her things into a backpack, and walked out with it.
Zhang Juying was stunned for a mont and quickly chased after her: "Yanzi, what are you doing?"
"Finding another place to sleep."
She’s heading to the Cheng Family; she had wanted to go there long ago.
"Yanzi, co back, isn’t it enough if I don’t ask you to cook?" Zhang Juying seed on the verge of tears, "Is it okay if you don’t cook?"
If she left, the director would surely give her trouble.
Seriously, isn’t it just cooking a al?
City folks sure have a temper.
Cheng Huai heard soone knocking on the door, opened it, and found Qiann Yan with a backpack: "Why did you co over so late?"
"Looking for a place to stay; is it convenient here?"
"It’s convenient; there are rooms. I’ll tidy one for you right away." Cheng Huai sounded a bit unsure but quickly composed himself, making the bed while asking Qiann Yan for details.
Cheng Huai was speechless after hearing, "That kid has been spoiled by the Zhang Family."
Even Zhang Juying was bold enough, explicitly wanting Qiann Yan to cook for her son, where did she get such audacity?
In the morning, as Qiann Yan ate breakfast, Lv Cheng arrived.
"Qiann Yan, today we’re filming a new the."
ng Xiangxiang followed up: "Experience one aspect of Zhou Lalann’s life."
Qiann Yan glanced at the two, noting their pleased expressions; today’s the might bring her so trouble.
"Spill it."
Lv Cheng cleared his throat lightly: "You know Zhou Lannlann has excellent grades, and she’s very diligent. It’s currently the holidays; every holiday, Zhou Lannlann does one thing."
"Tutors her brother in howork." ng Xiangxiang interjected, barely able to suppress a smirk, having heard about the events of last night.
Qiann Yan set down her chopsticks, lost in thought.
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