Chen Yan nodded, "Yes. It's like someone is stealing."

Yang Nuannuan smiled softly, shook her head and said, "No, Mr. Chen. What's wrong?"

Chen Yan said, "Oh, it's okay."

"It's just that I've been feeling a little weird lately."

"Hmm...maybe it's psychological."

Yang Nuannuan looked at Chen Yan pitifully and said in a weak voice, "Mr. Chen, don't scare me. Is it something dirty?"

Dirty things mean ghosts and the like...

Chen Yan smiled and said, "How could it be? There are no ghosts or gods in this world."

"Do not worry."

With that said, Chen Yan waved his hand, told Yang Nuannuan again to take a rest, and left the room.

After Chen Yan disappeared at the door, an annoyed expression suddenly appeared on Yang Nuannuan's face.

She patted her forehead gently and murmured to herself in a voice that only she could hear, "It seems that I can't secretly observe Mr. Chen in the future. It's too dangerous."

"We need to find other ways."

After leaving Yang Nuannuan's room, there was nothing unusual on Chen Yan's face.

When he came to the living room, Chen Yan found Zhao Ying standing on the marble table, poking at the marble tabletop.

Chen Yan smiled and asked, "What? Still don't think you've had enough? Do you want to do it again?"

Zhao Ying looked at Chen Yan and said to Chen Yan with excitement on her face, "Chen Yan! Let me tell you! I've been staring at this table all night. I feel like I can definitely split it!"

The expression on Chen Yan's face froze.

He asked, "Um...haven't you tried splitting it before?"

Zhao Ying glanced at Chen Yan doubtfully, "No. How dare I attack you when you're not around?"

"What if you don't reimburse me?"

Chen Yan said nothing, and his eyes glanced at the dining table that had not yet been cleared.

There are some egg shells and a few leftover plastic bags on the table.
Chapter completed!