An Nan was shocked!
Qin Mu believed that An Nan wouldn’t spread this kind of thing around, so she nodded and left.
An Nan just stood there dazed, suddenly a bit out of it.
Jiang Zhiyuan saw Qin Mu co out in a blue coat and imdiately walked over to her: "How did it go?"
"I told her everything I should, and even what I shouldn’t. The rest is up to your hard work!"
Qin Mu clearly wasn’t optimistic about Jiang Zhiyuan and An Nan reconciling imdiately. In her view, An Nan would certainly take this chance to tornt Jiang Zhiyuan a bit.
After Qin Mu drove away, Jiang Zhiyuan stood there with his hands on his hips for a mont, then looked up at the second floor.
He was a bit nervous, nervous to the point of not knowing whether he should go up or leave. If he went up, would he face a closed door? If he left, would An Nan think he lacked resolve?
In love, when a couple argues, it seems like one party often tornts themselves with wild thoughts, sotis both do.
Ah, An Nan was such a determined girl, her heart was as clear as a mirror knowing exactly what she wanted and how to deal with that man.
An Nan stood by her office window on the second floor, watching his figure looking up. She wasn’t wearing glasses and couldn’t see his face clearly, but she felt like he was probably full of worry now.
An Nan believed what Qin Mu said, but she also believed that Jiang Zhiyuan was definitely not a warm-hearted person, even if he was, it was only towards won.
It wasn’t until An Nan walked back inside that Jiang Zhiyuan caught a glimpse of her back, but only for a mont.
An Nan quickly returned to her serious work. She didn’t really like those two cups of coffee; the coffee in their office building was notoriously bad.
By noon, Jiang Zhiyuan still hadn’t left, but he saw An Nan co out with President Wang, and he instantly felt awful.
They were chatting and laughing, like a couple.
At least that’s what Jiang Zhiyuan thought.
Jiang Zhiyuan sat in his car, opened the window, and the man with An Nan even glanced his way, then whispered sothing in An Nan’s ear and lightly patted her arm.
An Nan just smiled and walked towards the dining place with him.
Jiang Zhiyuan bit his teeth and watched silently, realizing he never knew he had such a good temper but was about to cry!
Fuming, he drove past them and quickly left.
An Nan seed unfazed, but the man who was pursuing her put an arm around her shoulder, afraid she might sprain herself.
Jiang Zhiyuan watched through the rearview mirror as she didn’t even glance at his car. It wasn’t like they didn’t know each other, especially with that man having his arm around her shoulder. Jiang Zhiyuan was almost exploding with anger, slamd the accelerator, and reached AM.
Zhao Huai was eating with Xiaoi at a good spot by the window in the Chinese restaurant, and Jiang Zhiyuan found them and sat down, his face cold: "That woman really loves anyone she sees. Does she have any idea in her heart, or can she just have any man?"
Zhao Huai and Xiaoi exchanged a glance, startled by his words.
"Who are you talking about?"
Zhao Huai curiously asked.
"Who am I talking about, I..."
Jiang Zhiyuan looked up and saw Zhao Huai’s calm, Zhiyuan-like gaze, his temper imdiately halved.
"What’s wrong with you? Why are you suddenly acting so strange?"
Zhao Huai was serving Xiaoi soup and casually asked.
But just as Zhao Huai was serving Xiaoi, Jiang Zhiyuan noticed Zhao Huai’s clean-sleeved watch and then looked at Xiaoi’s wrist receiving the soup, the whole scene suddenly froze him.
"How did you two... get together? This is incest; in ancient tis, you’d be dunked in a pig cage for this, you know?"
Jiang Zhiyuan couldn’t stay calm.
Xiaoi was so startled she quickly hid the watch in her sweater sleeve.
Zhao Huai, however, was very straightforward. After serving himself so soup, he casually explained: "A friend gave it to , and I didn’t have anyone else to give it to, so I gave it to my sister, so what? Is even that not okay?"
Jiang Zhiyuan twitched the corners of his mouth, unwilling to agree.
Xiaoi also gave him a surprised glance, although her instinct was to keep it a secret, when Zhao Huai really did keep it secret, she felt uncomfortable.
Still a sister?
Xiaoi unconsciously lowered her head, but it didn’t escape Zhao Huai’s eyes, so Zhao Huai quietly instructed: "Hurry, drink the soup before it gets cold!"
"Oh!"
Xiaoi responded, but coming here to eat, this was probably her least enjoyable ti.
Zhao Huai looked at Jiang Zhiyuan again because Jiang Zhiyuan kept looking at Xiaoi and him with a weird expression.
"Did you have a fight with Miss An? But how did you dare to have a fight with her?"
Zhao Huai asked seemingly without intention, then also started to eat.
Jiang Zhiyuan sat up straight, raised his hand to summon the waiter to add bowls and chopsticks along with rice, and ate with them.
"How could I dare to fight with her? Treating her like an ancestor every day, but she indiscriminately accuses of sothing and even knows that guy is interested in her, yet goes to lunch with him, knowing full well I waited for her all noon."
By the end, Jiang Zhiyuan was almost spitting blood from anger, feeling too upset to eat.
"Might as well be honest? What romantic debt did our Young Master Jiang cause outside again?"
Zhao Huai calmly asked him.
Jiang Zhiyuan...
Xiaoi, with a heart already full of gossip, lost all her worries at Zhao Huai’s words, her big eyes full of curiosity gazing at Jiang Zhiyuan.
"What unspeakable thing could I do, Xiaoi should know, it’s that girl who’s always looking for Qin Mu, doesn’t she have so special relationship with Li Yu? Yesterday, she was drinking alone, then ran into our city’s tyrant, and it was such a rare good deed I did, and how was it so tragic?"
"Li Man I know, isn’t she interested in Li Yu?"
Xiaoi chid in.
"I’m afraid the focus isn’t on who Li Man is interested in but rather how Zhiyuan can’t explain he’s a clean and self-respecting man now!"
Zhao Huai glanced up at Jiang Zhiyuan.
Xiaoi also curiously looked at Jiang Zhiyuan, she felt Jiang Zhiyuan wasn’t a very reliable man.
"So, what should I actually do?"
After hearing them, Jiang Zhiyuan wanted to get angry, but finally cald down and asked Zhao Huai.
"How would I know? It’s best if you explain it alone. A girl like An Nan probably doesn’t like too many people interfering in your matters."
Zhao Huai remarked.
Jiang Zhiyuan held the bowl of rice but found it tasteless, unable to swallow. Putting the bowl down, he slowly croaked: "I never imagined I’d one day be rendered so helpless by a woman, it’s truly lantable!"
"Miss An isn’t having it easy too!"
Xiaoi instinctively spoke up for An Nan.
Zhao Huai, about to pick up so food with his chopsticks, lifted them upon hearing Xiaoi’s words, trying hard not to laugh.
"Sister Xiaoi, what are you saying?"
Jiang Zhiyuan turned, challenging Xiaoi.
"An Nan liking you isn’t easy either."
Xiaoi reaffird.
"You say An Nan likes ? An Nan told you?"
Jiang Zhiyuan’s eyes flickered, his heart skipping a beat.
Zhao Huai and Xiaoi silently exchanged a look, then honestly bowed their heads to continue eating.
Jiang Zhiyuan glared at their nonchalant expressions and nearly exploded in anger. Unintentionally looking to the side, he saw Qin Mu coming to dine with a female client, escorted by another familiar gentleman.
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