Chapter 438

For Wen Anjing, who doesn't play cards according to common sense, they won't treat him with normal thinking.

Zhao Chaosheng and his son won't think that Wen Anjing went into the kitchen to get a kitchen knife, but Wen Yuying and the housekeeper and other guilty people can't stand in panic.

Wen Yuying's little sister grabbed her arm and asked her in a trembling voice. Didn't she say that Wen Anjing likes to use a gun and why she still used a kitchen knife?

Wen Yuying was shaking so hard that she couldn't speak.

She remembered her father's fate after installing surveillance in the rest room of Wen Anjing's office last time. She fought directly up and down her teeth and couldn't speak.

She doesn't want to be paralytic!

The housekeeper and others looked at Wen Yuying. The Wen family were scared like this. What's more, he didn't dare to mention the dead former owner or leave him behind.

Just ask Wen Anjing not to be too hard on him.

The kitchen knife that frightened them didn't wait, but waited for the strong smell from the kitchen.

The same people who didn't have dinner: "

Together, people don't pay attention to them at all. Are you still in the mood to cook at this point?

Zhao Chaosheng and his son were speechless.

Wen Anjing is more crazy than they think. Can such a crazy person really take care of their daughter and sister?

Wenyuying and the housekeeper, who were detained by bodyguards such as junior three and junior four, were almost loveless when wenanjing finished the meal.

Wen Anjing did not squint. He went to Zhao chenan and explained, "you two sit for a while. I'll eat with Tangtang first. She's young and hurt her stomach."

Zhao Chaosheng: "

Zhao chenan: "

Don't their older people need to eat?

If only their stomach hurt?

When Ruan Tang saw here, she was already happy to roll around in bed. Wen Anjing loved her lover and tortured ghosts. She really liked it!

As soon as the live broadcast of 477 was turned off, Wen Anjing came in.

He estimated the appetite and preferences of himself and Ruan Tang, fried four dishes and cooked two bowls of noodles, without considering whether others would be hungry or not.

"Tangtang, have you dried your hair? Come and have a meal." Wen Anjing put the meal on the table and went into the bedroom.

Ruan Tang stepped out first and changed into a milk white Pajama, as sweet as a small milk candy.

Wen Anjing took a deep look before taking back his sight, and then led Ruan Tang to sit down to dinner.

"Brother, did you cook dinner today?" Ruan Tang said in surprise.

Wen Anjing thought that Ruan Tang had forgotten all this. When he heard it, he was very nervous: "I did it. What do you think of Tangtang?"

Ruan Tang took another mouthful of food with noodles: "it's delicious. I remember it's delicious."

Wen Anjing's look changed again: "is there anything else?"

Ruan Tang thought about it. Anyway, she had to find a chance to recover her memory. Now it's nothing.

Then he showed an uncomfortable expression, frowned and said, "there seems to be some, but I don't remember clearly... Brother, when shall we go home?"

Wen Anjing immediately worried: "go home? This is not our home. What home does Tangtang want to go back to?"

"No!"

Ruan Tang's voice suddenly rose for a second. She choked and said, "this is not my home. They said that when my brother got married, they won't want me again. No one wants me. I want to go home. I want to find my grandmother and my little brother..."