Cold war wealthy husband after marriage

Chapter 222 I'm just relying on you (6)

She stood up, ready to leave.

"Sijing, don't you give me a chance? I've loved you for so many years, don't you feel anything?" Mr. He said very loudly, and many people around the table turned to look at them.

"Mr. He, I'm sorry!" Liang Sijing left the restaurant with a big stride after saying this.

Not far from the restaurant, Liang Sijing still turned her head to look. She saw He Pinyou sitting there lonely, and she felt very sorry. It would be good for him, otherwise An Jingyan would do it if he knew it. What happened!

In the afternoon, He Pinyou still didn't come to pick up the paintings, Liang Sijing was really worried, she was a little absent-minded when opening the shop, so she closed the door early and went home.

She just drove to the parking garage next to her home and parked her car. As soon as she walked into the parking garage, her neighbors rushed over when they saw her.

"Ah Jing, is there something burnt in your house? It's still on fire. There's smoke coming out of the kitchen. Go back and have a look." Aunt Zhang, the neighbor, said anxiously.

When Liang Sijing heard this, she was taken aback, and instinctively told her that that guy An Jingyan must have caused trouble.

I hurried to open the door, and Aunt Zhang followed.

As soon as I entered the door, there was a burning smell, and the kitchen door was closed tightly.

He quickly went to open the door of the kitchen, thick smoke was blowing in his face, choking Liang Sijing to cough.

Looking at the kitchen again, there was a man cooking while coughing.

"An Jingyan, what are you doing?" Liang Sijing shouted loudly.

"Cough...I'm cooking...cough..." An Jingyan covered his mouth, damn it, he was smoked to death.

Liang Sijing quickly turned off the gas switch, and Aunt Zhang helped open the doors and windows of the house for ventilation.

"Hurry up and get out!" Liang Sijing pulled An Jingyan out of the kitchen.

Seeing that An Jingyan's handsome face was covered with a lot of soot and vegetable leaves, Liang Sijing's expression changed again and again, and she wanted to laugh but couldn't make a sound.

Aunt Zhang at the side saw it, and burst out laughing: "Oh, this young man cooks...haha..."

(End of this chapter)