Did Young Master Jiang confess today?

But can't say that.
"No, I just saw that there are noodles, and it's not troublesome to make, so let it be my dinner with Doudou..." I don't know if Jiang Feng'an will believe this explanation.
The man obviously didn't believe it, "Is it so difficult for you to admit it?"
He hasn't caught a cold yet, his voice is still a little hoarse, and when he speaks in a cold voice, he is serious and cold.
An Xia pulled away from the fact that Jiang Feng'an's voice was nice, and instead of answering Jiang Feng'an directly, she said, "I'll go wash the dishes first."
"Sit down." Jiang Fengan leaned against the back of the chair with a cold expression, staring at An Xia deeply.
He has an innate superior posture all over his body, so that no matter what he says, people are willing to obey him.
So, An Xia really sat down and didn't stand up.
"Did you go to Mid-Levels in the afternoon?" the man asked.
An Xia knew that Jiang Feng'an couldn't hide this matter, if he wanted to know, he could ask the people in Banshan Manor, or call for surveillance.

But he chose to come to An Xia's side, and he chose to hear the truth from her.
An Xia paused for a moment, then said: "Yes, I'm going. Your sister begged me on the phone, saying that if I don't go, you might have a fever and your brain will burn out, and you won't want to go to the hospital."
An Xia had the idea of ​​breaking the pot, anyway, Jiang Fengan knew about it, so let it be.
When the man heard this, he frowned slightly, "You went because Xiao Wu begged you?"
"Yes. If it wasn't for Miss Wu's phone call, I wouldn't have known you were sick." There must be someone who notified her before she knew Jiang Fengan was sick.
"Whether I'm dead or not, you won't feel anything."
When this question was asked, An Xia's heart suddenly ached.
This person is dead, will she feel it?
Yes, my heart should still hurt.
"Young Master Jiang, don't make such hypothetical metaphors. They are still young, so why not die?" An Xia still didn't answer Jiang Fengan directly, always thinking that if he did so, he would retreat in spite of difficulties.
If she had to say something decisive and ruthless, An Xia felt that she might not be able to say it.
It would be best if Jiang Fengan could leave on his own initiative.
If he keeps asking like this, and refuses to let her go, and insists on asking an answer, An Xia may really...be unable to bear it.
Jiang Fengan's frowning brows relaxed, and he looked at An Xia shallowly, without any emotion anymore.
Looking at Jiang Feng'an like this, An Xia was actually very uncertain.
What does he want?Should I give up completely, or continue this kind of non-embarrassing and embarrassing thing?
I just heard Jiang Fengan say: "Say happy birthday to me. After all, you promised to celebrate my birthday with me, and you promised to give me a birthday present, but none of them came true."
It sounds like An Xia has become an out-and-out scumbag.
Always dreamed up, but never realized.
But An Xia also felt that saying happy birthday under such circumstances always felt a little insincere.
Insincere blessings, what do you want to do?
He didn't wait for An Xia's blessing, which seemed to be expected by Jiang Feng'an.
He was sitting opposite An Xia, looking at this woman who seemed heartless, unmoved, and unmoved with cold eyes.
Ah, what a pain.
Jiang Fengan stood up from his chair, looked down at An Xia, and said, "Since you have made up your mind to be a ruthless person, even if you hear the news of my death, don't shed a single tear, and don't go see me off." I have the last ride. Otherwise, I will think that you are attracted to me. "
An Xia sat on the chair in a daze, her hands tightly clutching the corner of her clothes.
Jiang Feng'an's indifferent words came into her ears, and her heart felt uncomfortable, because she couldn't imagine Jiang Feng'an's absence, let alone his lifeless appearance in the coffin.
Just thinking about it makes me feel so uncomfortable.
She wanted him to be healthy, she wanted him to be happy, she wanted him to be well.
With her head down, An Xia tried her best to calm down, and when she raised her head again, there was a faint smile on her face.
It seems that what Jiang Fengan said is true, An Xia is a machine without emotion, will not be moved, will not feel uncomfortable.
She said to Jiang Fengan: "Happy birthday to you, I know you don't need anything, so I didn't prepare a birthday present for you."
In the past, she also knew that Jiang Fengan didn't lack anything, but she still gave him a pair of cufflinks.
But now, there are no birthday presents.
Jiang Fengan snorted softly, turned and left.

Jiang Feng'an still couldn't leave, and when he was about to open the door, he heard Doudou's voice coming from the bathroom.
At that moment, no love or hatred, no concept of family status is important.
An Xia got up from the chair all of a sudden, Jiang Fengan immediately withdrew his hand on the doorknob, and the two ran towards the direction of the sound at the same time.
All An Xia thought about was the child, but she didn't expect that there was a figure who arrived at the bathroom door before her. This man who had only been here once could be so fast!
"Doudou, how are you?" Jiang Fengan patted the door, tried to unscrew the bathroom, only to find that the little guy had locked it from inside.
"Well...it's okay..." Doudou said in a low voice.
But the sound didn't seem to be all right, and the crackling in the bathroom just now was nothing like what Doudou said was all right.
Jiang Feng'an turned back to An Xia and said, "Where's the spare key?"
An Xia has just moved here, and she hasn't figured out the general situation yet, where can she find a backup?
There was a cabinet outside the bathroom, An Xia opened it immediately, and there were three keys lying in the drawer.
Jiang Fengan glanced at it, didn't say much, took the key and opened the door.
As soon as the door lock was turned, the little guy made a desperate voice: "Oh, don't come in, I haven't got any clothes on..."
This voice sounded a little normal.
Jiang Fengan didn't open the door immediately, and asked, "What's wrong with you? We're worried about you."
"It's just... just a fall, it's nothing..."
An Xia felt that Doudou might be afraid of losing face, so she said to Doudou in the bathroom, "Well, Mommy will go in and see how you are?"
"No mommy, handsome uncle!"
An Xia: "..." Why?
Jiang Feng'an whispered to An Xia: "I'll go in first, I guess Doudou thinks she's not wearing any clothes."
She used to help Doudou take a bath, but now she can't see it?
Okay, okay, the child has grown up to have gender awareness, so if you don't want her to go in, don't let her in, An Xia is worried on the one hand, but on the other hand he has nothing to do.
He could only watch Jiang Fengan walk in.
So, the role of father is really important, right?
An Xia left the bathroom feeling very disappointed, and was about to go back to clean up the dishes. With Jiang Feng'an around, Doudou should be fine.