Chapter 149 This Move Is Too Crazy

‘Hmph’ Yan Rusheng snorted disdainfully, “Take it and feed it to Huang Bao!”

As he spoke, he stood up and picked up the plate of pickled fish. No matter how Wang Daqin shouted, he resolutely took the pickled fish out and went upstairs.

After searching around, Huang Bao was not upstairs.

He returned to the room and put the pickled fish on the coffee table...

Master Yan was sick, really sick. He was lying on the bed, tossing and turning with his eyes closed, unable to sleep, just like last night.

The room was filled with the smell of pickled fish.

He suddenly opened his black eyes, got up, turned on the light, and looked at the plate of pickled fish.

'I've been working overtime at home for almost a week, how can I go to bed so early...'

Hearing Wen Xuxu's complaints, he immediately looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It was not even eleven o'clock yet.

Suddenly he made an important decision in his heart. He got out of bed, went downstairs to find a big black plastic bag, and put the plate of pickled fish in the plastic bag.

Carrying the bag went downstairs.

The servants at home were all asleep, and only the light strip was on in the living room, which was not very bright.

After Yan Rusheng came downstairs, he walked straight towards the door.

"Third Young Master, was it you who entered the kitchen just now?"

Aunt Zhang's voice suddenly came from behind. Master Yan was startled and he almost threw the bag he was holding in his hands because of nervousness.

He turned around and shook his head in denial, "It's not me."

"Master, where are you going so late?" Aunt Zhang walked towards him doubtfully, looking at the bag in his hand as she walked, "What is that in your hand?"

"Garbage." Yan Rusheng grabbed the bag tightly and put it away behind him guiltily, "I just couldn't sleep and wanted to go for a walk, so I threw the garbage away."

Aunt Zhang nodded understandingly, "Oh, young people nowadays are under great pressure and suffer from insomnia at a young age, so don't go too far. It's still quite cold outside at night."

"I got it, go to bed." Master Yan became a little impatient and waved to Aunt Zhang, then went out with his bag and turned towards the garage.

Didn't you say you wanted to go for a walk? What are you doing in the garage?

Aunt Zhang was wondering when the familiar black Mercedes-Benz S600 drove past her eyes.

Wow, I obviously want to drive but I still call it a walk.

…

A black Mercedes-Benz S600 was parked at the door of Xuxu's unit. The handsome man sat in the car and looked up at the lighted house on the seventh floor.

He was very upset as to why he came here with a damn plate of pickled fish.

This move is too nerve-wracking.

But it’s already here, will it make you more nervous if you don’t go up?

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth, opened the door and got out of the car, walked around to the passenger seat, opened the door and took out the pickled fish.

Lock the car door, turn around and walk towards the electronic door of Xuxu's unit.

He pressed the video phone at Xuxu's house. When Yan Rusheng appeared on the screen, Wen Xuxu thought he had seen a ghost and shouted in surprise, "Are you Yan Rusheng?"

Who is he if he isn't Yan Rusheng?

Could it be that she thought it was Jiang Zhuoheng?

Thinking of this, Master Yan became furious, "We haven't seen you for just a few hours. I don't even remember what I look like. Please open the door quickly."

The electronic door opened, and he walked in with pickled fish in one hand and a fist in the other.

Wen Xuxu was standing guard at the door. When she heard the knock on the door, she immediately opened the door.

The tall man came into her eyes with a strong aura and... a smell of pickled fish.

She looked at his handsome face, which was dark and seemed to be in a bad mood, so she said carefully, "Mr. Yan, why are you here?"