Yan Qingluo paused for a moment and continued, "Three brothers, you can get to know Mu Ye first. If you still can't accept me being with him after getting to know him, I will consider continuing to date him again."

After Yan Qingluo said this, one more person was shocked.

That is Mu Ye.

Mu Ye was obviously frightened. He didn't expect that his position would be shaken like this.

This is not a good suggestion. If the three big brothers still don’t like him after a period of time, then he and Yan Qingluo will be in trouble, right?

How could the three Yan brothers have the final say on whether he and Yan Qingluo could be together?

Yan Qingluo was his choice to marry in this life, and no one could stop him.

He didn't care. If the three brothers of the Yan family didn't agree, he would elope with Yan Qingluo.

But if that were the case, Yan Qingluo would definitely hate him, and he didn't want to be hated by Yan Qingluo, not even a little bit.

Yan Qingluo seemed to sense Mu Ye's worry. He turned his head to look at Mu Ye, gave him an encouraging look, and at the same time squeezed Mu Ye's hand hard.

She believed in Mu Ye. Although he had a bad temper and was jealous, he was considerate, attentive, and 200% good to her.

His brothers will definitely see his strengths.

Mu Ye received Yan Qingluo's encouragement and affirmation, and gained confidence. When he came in just now, he saw the mess in the kitchen and said, "Are you cooking? Let me do it."

Speaking of cooking, Yan Zhihan thought of Yan Qingluo learning to cook for this brat in front of him, and he was so angry that he said, "No need, we can take care of our own meals."

Yan Qingluo persuaded, "Third brother, Mu Ye is very good at cooking. Let him cook today and you can have a taste."

Yan Zhihan still loved Yan Qingluo very much. Since his beloved sister had spoken, he didn't say anything else. He sat down on the sofa with a pout and turned on the TV.

Yan Wenzhou glared at Mu Ye fiercely, then turned around and went upstairs to his room.

Seeing that Yan Jingrong was about to leave, Yan Qingluo quickly stepped forward and took Yan Jingrong's arm, saying, "Brother, come in with me to help."

Yan Jingrong was extremely unhappy, but Yan Qingluo acted coquettishly towards him and even pulled his arm. He didn't want to agree, but he couldn't control himself!

In the spacious kitchen, three people were busy.

The only way Yan Qingluo could help was to stand aside and do nothing. She stood aside and watched Mu Ye and Yan Jingrong busy, and her heart felt warm.

But looking at the picture in front of us, it is also very harmonious.

In a short while, a large table of delicious food was ready.

Yan Qingluo jumped around like a happy little bird, inviting everyone to eat together.

"Third brother, stop watching, it's time to eat." Yan Qingluo stood in front of the TV with his hands on his hips and greeted Yan Zhihan.

Yan Zhihan appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually very happy in his heart, because their little Si still cared about him very much.

He stood up lazily, and Yan Qingluo grabbed him and pushed him to the dining table.

Yan Zhihan looked like he was enjoying Yan Qingluo's pushing and shoving, but Mu Ye saw it all. Although he was very angry, he had to endure it now. Yan Qingluo had made so many efforts to get him accepted by the Yan family, and he couldn't give up easily.

He secretly bent a spoon and suppressed his anger.

"I'll go call my second brother." Yan Qingluo looked at the people present and found that Yan Wenzhou was not there.

After saying that, Yan Qingluo quickly went upstairs.

In order to get Yan Wenzhou to come downstairs to eat, Yan Qingluo had to use her trump card and act like a spoiled child.

The three Yan brothers all have the same fatal weakness: their beloved sister. As long as Yan Qingluo acts coquettishly, they will definitely agree to anything.

Mu Ye looked at Yan Qingluo walking down the stairs intimately with Yan Wenzhou, and his jealousy filled his heart again. He kept repeating to himself, I must endure, I must endure, I must endure.

He forced a smile on his stiff face, which seemed a little inconsistent.

But one cannot hide the glare of someone wanting to stab him, he glared at Yan Wenzhou fiercely, but was responded with a warning look by Yan Qingluo.

"Grandpa isn't coming back today?" Yan Qingluo asked, looking at the empty main seat.

"Grandpa said he was going to meet an old friend today and would probably be back very late," Yan Jingrong explained.

Yan Zhihan sat in front of the table and looked coldly at the delicious food. Although the dishes looked and smelled delicious, he didn't want to eat them at all. He was determined not to eat the food cooked by that boy, not even a single bite.

Yan Qingluo kept putting food into the bowls of his three brothers. Seeing Yan Zhihan sitting at the table angrily, Yan Qingluo picked up a piece of his favorite eggplant, put it to his mouth, and said softly, " Ah— "

Yan Zhihan couldn't bear Yan Qingluo's sweet bombardment after all, and opened her mouth obediently.

The moment the eggplant entered his mouth, he felt his whole body brighten up.

The thick and smooth texture of the meat makes the whole mouth feel like it has had a SPA. The cut meat that has absorbed enough oil is soft and smooth. The sweet and salty taste accompanied by the aroma of the eggplant itself makes the whole person feel refreshed.

He couldn't help but look at Mu Ye with admiration. He didn't expect that this kid was really good at cooking.

Mu Ye no longer wanted to look up and just concentrated on eating. The sweet interaction between Yan Qingluo and her three brothers made him so angry that he simply turned a blind eye to it.

Yan Wenzhou on the side just lowered his head and ate his food without saying a word. His whole body was shrouded in a terrifying low pressure.

Yan Qingluo called softly, "Second Brother."

Yan Wenzhou then raised his head and looked at Yan Qingluo with tenderness.

That is, when facing Yan Qingluo, he would rarely show a hint of tenderness.

"Brother, how do you think it tastes? Is it delicious?" Yan Qingluo asked with a smile.

Yan Wenzhou blurted out without even thinking, "It's not as delicious as Xiao Si's."

Yan Qingluo almost knocked over the bowl, and was certain that this was definitely her biological second brother.

No one else can say such crazy words.