Pamper your waist

Although Sheng Yanchen usually seems carefree and cynical.

But in fact, his scheming was much deeper than that of Sheng Chuhong, and he was just like an old fox.

If he really puts his mind to it, few people will be able to play with him.

Not to mention Sheng Chuhong, I am afraid that even if a veteran like Father Sheng goes into battle in person, he may not be able to get any benefits.

But having said that, his move was quite manageable, and it could be regarded as helping her solve a difficult problem.

Ever since the Filipino servant of Wang Qingyao's family came to live here, at least so far, Sheng Chuhong has indeed not been to her place again.

It seems that this trick is more or less effective.

An Yan didn't say anything else and drove the car all the way back to the community. After stopping downstairs, the two got out of the car and walked upstairs one after the other.

When you go upstairs and open the door, you can see at a glance that half of the house is enveloped in the thick night and pitch black.

Aunt Song heard the noise and came out of the house to greet her.

She lowered her voice, fearing to wake her daughter who had just fallen asleep.

"Nanny has fallen asleep..."

Aunt Song looked up and saw Sheng Yanchen following An Yan.

"Second Young Master? Why are you here too?"

Knowing that Nannan was asleep, Sheng Yanchen lowered his voice.

"An Yan and I happened to be attending today's event. When we were leaving, we heard her say that the circuit at home was broken. I thought it would be difficult to find someone to repair it at this time, so I came over to take a look."

Aunt Song nodded clearly, feeling a little more fond of him, and hurriedly led him over to take a look.

"I was giving my daughter a bath just now, and the light in the bathroom suddenly made a 'bang' sound, which was a bit like an explosion."

"It stopped lighting up right after that, and the entire piece of electricity was cut off."

"I just checked the switch. Pushing it up again still didn't work. The power supply in this area still hasn't been restored."

Sheng Yanchen took off his suit jacket and threw it aside. Then he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and started to investigate with a flashlight.

Aunt Song followed him and explained the situation in detail to him.

An Yan knew nothing about these things and could only stand outside and watch.

This is obviously her home, but now she looks like an outsider.

Anyway, she couldn't help much by staying here, so she simply went to the bedroom to check on her.

The little guy didn't seem to be affected and slept soundly.

An Yan gently squeezed her little hand. This soft look was really cute and lovable, making people feel like their hearts melted instantly.

After staying with the little guy for a while, she got up and went out to check the situation.

As soon as the results came out, she heard Sheng Yanchen calling her over there.

"Stop looking there, come here and help me hold the chair. Can you be more discerning?"

This person is really good at climbing along the pole. He hasn't done much work yet, so he is quite impressive.

An Yan rolled her eyes and complained silently in her heart.

But he still walked over and helped him fix the chair he was standing on.

Sheng Yanchen was already tall, so it was not difficult for him to stand on the stool and look at the lights on the roof.

He took apart the lampshade, carefully inspected the circuit board, and quickly came to a conclusion.

"It's a short circuit, I just need to reconnect it."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and looked at An Yan aside.

"Go to the tool box, find the pliers and hand them to me."

An Yan frowned, a little worried.

After all, these are live things. If something goes wrong, something could happen. "This is quite dangerous, can you do it?"

The man on the chair lowered his eyes to look at her, his eyes full of disgust.

"Never ask a man if you can do it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Song happened to bring the tape over.

She looked at the two people talking softly over there from a distance.

It's obviously nothing special, but the atmosphere between the two has an inexplicable fit.

Aunt Song paused unconsciously and looked at them from the side without stepping forward to disturb the two of them.

To be honest, she felt that this second young master was a better match for An Yan than Sheng Chuhong.

Seeing that the two of them stopped talking, Aunt Song stepped forward and handed over the tape in her hand.

An Yan took it and looked up at the wall clock in the living room.

All this trouble wasted a lot of time, so she hurriedly told Aunt Song.

"Aunt Song, there's nothing going on here. Go back to get some rest after get off work."

Aunt Song glanced at Sheng Yanchen and hesitated to speak.

Can such a pampered young master really do this kind of work?
If she accidentally gets hurt, I'm afraid An Yan will be the unlucky one. After all, she has experienced how mean the Sheng family is.

Aunt Song's shock at this moment did not escape Sheng Yanchen's eyes.

He turned to look at Aunt Song, with firm eyes but a very gentle tone, and repeated An Yan's words again.

"Aunt Song, go back and rest first. Just have me here. There will be no problem. It will be repaired soon."

After several contacts, Aunt Song's overall impression of Sheng Yanchen was quite good.

Although he is young and belongs to the Sheng family, he has always given people a different feeling from the other members of the Sheng family.

Compared with Sheng Chuhong who had always been indifferent to An Yan's mother and daughter, Sheng Yanchen was obviously more reliable.

Whether he took them to the hospital before or visited their home several times to take care of his daughter, he behaved unexpectedly calmly and appropriately.

Aunt Song thought for a while and finally decided to leave the matter to this young man.

She went back to her room to tidy up briefly before getting ready to leave.

When she walked to the gate, she looked back inadvertently.

The lights in the bathroom were dim, and Sheng Yanchen was standing on the chair, and could only see a vague outline.

He suddenly raised his foot and lightly kicked An Yan, who was standing aside to help hold the chair.

"Move over and stand over here, all this ash will fall on your head, idiot..."

After saying that, Sheng Yanchen reached out and swept away the dust on her hair.

An Yan felt it was inappropriate, raised her hand to block it, and signaled him with her eyes that Aunt Song was still there.

In fact, because of the dim light, Aunt Song could not see clearly.

Only the blurry outlines of the two people could be seen, and Yanchen's chuckle could already be seen.

She felt panicked for no reason, and her heartbeat quickened.

The experience of those who have been there tells her that the relationship between these two young people is probably extraordinary.

In any case, the two people seemed to be acting too close.

Given their identities, this seems to be somewhat over the line...

But I have to say that the atmosphere between these two people standing together is actually positive and makes people feel comfortable.

They are like good friends, colleagues with similar ideas, and lovers in the ambiguous stage, but they just don't look like uncles and sisters-in-law...

In short, it’s hard to describe and very subtle...