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"Do you want me to deal with it?"

Lu Cuihan stood in front of Jiang Jia Han with his head lowered, his voice perturbed, the situation had developed to this point where he had fallen for Jiang Han. As Jiang Jia Han's assistant, he actually allowed his information to be forwarded on the internet, with Jiang Jia Han's temper, he probably won't be able to take the consequences.

In front of the red background, there was a cold expression on Jiang Jun's face, and An Ning's face had a slight smile on it. However, the two of them seemed to be perfectly matched, as if they were born to be standing together like this.

With a strange gentleness in his eyes, Jiang Jia suddenly felt that the photo was actually not bad. Perhaps remembering that he had been with An Ning before, Jiang Jia was not so angry about this matter.

"No need. You just need to be sure that nothing will hurt An Ning's words."

Seeing that Jiang Han didn't have any intention of being angry, Lu Xin heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that she had escaped a calamity.

In fact, Jiang Jianhan wasn't the only one who felt that the photo was very good, many netizens felt the same way. They didn't know who said the first sentence, but they all started to call for An Ning to be reunited with Jiang Jianhan.

As for Ji Mingzhen, she had long been forgotten by everyone. She would occasionally mention him to scold her for being shameless, even ruining their relationship. She even gave Jiang Xiushan a green hat.

Those netizens always felt that she was a righteous emissary, saying all sorts of hilarious things in the name of helping you. Yet, they didn't try to find out what the truth was as they blindly followed her.

The picture that all the netizens called "the happy appearance" didn't look too good when it was taken. An Ning still remembered the time when Jiang Hao was unwillingly leaning against her, and it was the staff member who had always said that Jiang Chi was cold. At that time, the staff member had wanted Jiang Qisha to smile, but he had been so scared by the cold look on his face that he hurriedly finished the photo.

Just as An Ning's thoughts were wandering around, her phone on the tea table suddenly rang. It gave An Ning a fright. The strength in her hand flowed out as her laptop directly smashed into her face.

With one hand covering her sore cheekbone and the other touching her phone, An Ning hesitated for a moment after seeing the caller's name. She didn't know if she should answer this call.

"An Ning, it's me!"

The cold voice of Jiang Jia crossed the long stream of data and sounded deeply in An Ning's ear, with a slight distortion. Ever since An Ning had said that she would make Jiang Jia cold and "behave well", the two of them had never met again. Jiang Xian Han also did not intend to call An Ning again, perhaps because it had been too long.

"..." Are you listening? "

An Ning didn't say anything for a long time, but Jiang Jian's cold voice carried some doubts. She suddenly woke An Ning up from her thoughts.

"Yes, I'm listening!"

Suddenly, she felt that her voice was getting impatient. She bit her rosy lips and fell silent.

He wasn't sure if it was just an illusion, but An Ning seemed to hear Jiang Jia Han chuckle softly on the other end of the phone. But when he spoke again, An Ning didn't hear a hint of a smile. Jiang Jun's tone was extremely serious.

"I'm sorry, An Ning. I've brought you in again this time. I was the one who messed up." "Jiang Jun paused for a moment in a cold manner." An Ning, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I have never had a relationship with Ji Mingzhen. Previously, I had always tolerated her only because I wanted to let her eat the consequences of her own suffering and solve all of her problems at once.

An Ning still didn't speak. Jiang Jia also remained silent. Their breathing quietly intertwined.

"An Ning, can you forgive me?"

An Ning could hear the anticipation in Jiang Jia's cold voice, but she didn't know what kind of response she could give. So what if I forgive? Everything could no longer be returned to her, and she would no longer have anything to do with the cold, and there was no point in not forgiving her.

Hearing the silent breathing of An Ning, Jiang Jia's heart sank. Was his apology too late? Jiang Jia's fingers were twitching as she tightly gripped her black phone. Because her joints were a bit white, she forced a smile and tried to make her voice sound very light.

"Shall we get back together? As they hoped online, we have a child who truly belongs to both of us. He must look very much like you, and I will teach him how to learn, tell him stories, An Ning, you … "Will you?"

Jiang Jia asked carefully, as if he would scare An Ning away if he shouted a little.

Holding her stomach, An Ning wanted to tell Jiang Xianhan that she actually had a child, and that she was growing up. However, when she thought about what had happened recently, she felt that her love had already been exhausted, and she no longer had the strength to plan this future with Jiang Xianhan.

Jiang Jia was still waiting for his answer. An Ning covered her mouth and swallowed all her sobs, using all her strength to make her voice sound normal.

"..." I feel a bit uncomfortable, so I'll hang up first! "

After saying this, without waiting for Jiang Han's reply, An Ning hurriedly hung up the phone, afraid that if she was even a second too late she would be heard by Jiang Han's uncontrollable crying. An Ning didn't dare think about how disappointed he would be after hearing her answer, nor did she dare think about whether she would regret this decision in the future.

The aroma of food came from downstairs, and Mother Wu seemed to have already started cooking. An Ning stood up and went to the bathroom to wash her face, the person in the mirror had a pale face, and the corner of her eyes revealed a red tinge like she had just been crying. An Ning helplessly sighed, then casually wiped her face.

Opening the window, the evening breeze was slightly chilly as it blew into the bedroom. An Ning finally felt much better, and the stifling feeling in her chest also dissipated.

He turned on the computer and saw the date on the lower right corner of the screen. He had forgotten all about his free time at home recently. The preliminary result of the "Love" design competition should be out by now.