Chapter 223 Deja Vu

After receiving An Shijue's message, Cheng Anyue sent him her location without thinking much, and then went to eat with Zhou Xiaomin and the others.

Although the weather was a bit hot, Zhou Xiaomin insisted on eating hot pot.

Cheng Anyue always indulged her, and Huayu's objection was ineffective.

A hot pot meal made Cheng Anyue sweat profusely.

Zhou Xiaomin ate heartily and was very happy.

Huayu ordered a few desserts to help Cheng Anyue relieve the spiciness in her mouth.

"This brown sugar glutinous rice cake is really delicious." Cheng Anyue sighed while eating.

"Haven't you eaten it before?" Zhou Xiaomin asked.

Cheng Anyue shook her head. In fact, she rarely went out to eat hot pot, and it was rare once a year.

In the past, Zhou Yue and Cheng Huaisong took their younger brother out to eat, and she stayed at home to watch the door. Occasionally, they would bring her some leftovers back.

Every time she saw them bringing her food, she told herself that she still had a place in their hearts.

If it hadn't been for what happened later, she would have always thought so.

"Anyue, why are you crying? Is it too spicy?" Zhou Xiaomin noticed Cheng Anyue's strangeness and took a look.

Cheng Anyue nodded, "A little bit."

"I'm sorry, you can't eat spicy food, but I still want to eat hot pot." Zhou Xiaomin said guiltily.

"It's okay." Cheng Anyue smiled.

Huayu handed Cheng Anyue a tissue and looked at Zhou Xiaomin and said, "I thought you just found out. Can you take care of Anyue next time?"

Zhou Xiaomin knew she was in the wrong, so she didn't argue this time.

She looked at Cheng Anyue and said seriously, "Next time we must eat Cantonese food."

"It's not that exaggerated. In fact, I think hot pot is also very delicious. I believe I will be able to adapt to it after eating it a few more times." Cheng Anyue smiled.

She took a sip of the juice with a straw, and the sweet and sour taste relieved the bitterness in her heart.

She had told herself a long time ago that she would never be sad for that family again.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang.

Cheng Anyue picked it up and saw her brother.

She answered the phone immediately, "Brother?"

"Where?"

"I'm eating hot pot at a hot pot restaurant." Cheng Anyue replied, "Have you had dinner?"

"No."

"Ah, why haven't you had dinner yet? Didn't Zhou Bo prepare it?" Cheng Anyue asked with concern, "Or are you out?"

"Outside."

"You have to eat dinner even if you're out." Cheng Anyue said unhappily, "Brother, you have to take care of your body."

"I don't want to eat alone."

Cheng Anyue smiled, "Then let An Yuan eat with you."

"He won't eat." An Shijue said.

In the car, An Yuan felt a chill on his back, vaguely feeling that the young master had just glanced at him, but that look didn't seem good.

"I'm downstairs from where you're eating, come down." An Shijue said.

Cheng Anyue was stunned, looked at her phone, and asked again, "Are you downstairs now?"

So, he asked her for the address?

"Yeah."

"Oh, then I'll be down right away, wait for me." Cheng Anyue hung up the phone.

Zhou Xiaomin looked at Cheng Anyue and asked, "Anyue, are you leaving?"

"Yes!" Cheng Anyue nodded, "My brother is here to pick me up."

"But you haven't finished eating yet." Huayu frowned.

"It's okay, my brother hasn't eaten either, and I'll go eat with him later."

Huayu looked at Cheng Anyue and couldn't find a reason to keep her. He couldn't stop her from eating with her brother, because he was her relative.

However, this scene seemed familiar, as if he had encountered it before.