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Although her father's marriage to Bai Qingyan was not good for her, Jiang XiHan knew that her father treated her fairly well. However, his attitude towards her was usually not very cordial.

Having thought of this, Jiang Jia Han decided to help a bunch of his parents. Perhaps An Ning would even have a good impression of him because of this, but he still had to get to the bottom of this.

"Do you know who suppressed you?"

Father An shook his head. That person's background was not small, and he was not as open and honorable as when Jiang Jia first did it. With Father An's methods, it was impossible to find out who he was.

"I understand, I will help, but …"

Jiang Jia Han deliberately dragged out his voice, and looked at An Xin carefully.

"You have sixty percent of the shares in Ann, right?"

Although Jiang Jia Han was asking about his father, his tone didn't have any doubts, but was instead very confident. He wasn't surprised that Jiang Jia Han knew about this, after all, he was Jiang Jia Han, and what news did he want to know about? Father An just doubted what Jiang Jia Han meant, could it be that he wanted the An clan's shares? However, his company's profit for a year might not even be enough for Jiang Jia Han to see. An father was momentarily confused as to why Jiang Jia Han had asked such a question, and hesitantly did not dare to answer.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Jia's tone was cold, and the smooth end of her voice carried a hint of danger. Afraid that he would go back on his word, Father An steeled his heart and nodded.

"Alright, I want you to transfer 40% of the company's shares to An Ning!"

Hearing Jiang Jia Han say this, An Fa actually let out a sigh of relief. If the shares were given to An Ning, An's family name would still be An, and she could even get the help of Jiang Jia Han.

Anyways, he had already given the majority of his assets to An Ning. In this company, there was no one else apart from An Ning who could inherit the property, so he would just treat it as giving it to her in advance!

As for Bai Qingyan and her mother, there was a trace of ridicule in the eyes of An Fa Li's father. After this incident, he had completely figured out their true appearances, as well as the things that Bai Qingyan had done behind their backs. He had thought that he had done it all without anyone noticing, but An Fa Li was too busy dealing with the company's matters to bother with them.

"Alright, I'll prepare the contract when I get back!"

Father An understood the importance of this matter and straightforwardly nodded his head.

"Yeah, but don't let An Ning know about this yet!" Jiang Jia Han was satisfied with his father's straightforward reply, and added with a nod. With An Ning's personality, if she knew about this, she definitely wouldn't take 40% of the shares. She might even get angry.

Father An also knew Jiang Jia's concerns and agreed. The two of them discussed An Ying's condition for a while, and only when Jiang Jian's lunch break was about to end did Father An leave.

No matter who it was that had suppressed him, since Jiang Jia Han had agreed to help, then the An clan would definitely be able to revive him. Not to mention that the majority of the shares of the company had been transferred to An Ning, now that An Ning's company had been transferred, the An clan was no different from a company with An Ning. Even if it was to help An Ning, Jiang Xianhan would definitely not spare any effort to help the An clan, and might even be able to expand the An clan's business by a lot.

Father An's attitude towards the driver became much better. He amiably instructed the driver to send him back to the company. There was no trace of the depression he had when he arrived.

It was night. The chilly wind blew the shadows of the trees. The bright moonlight mixed with the dim yellow light of the street lamps, causing the shadows of the cars to lengthen.

His white shirt was rolled up to his elbow and gently draped over it. Above him, half of Jiang Jia's handsome face was illuminated by the street lamp, while the other half was hidden in the darkness, while the rustling sound of leaves being stirred by the bleak night wind could be heard. A few strands of his hair were also messed up by the night wind, falling in front of Jiang Han's eyes, blurring his line of sight.

Moments later, a slender shadow projected onto the curtain. It seemed to have taken something and sat down, revealing only a beautiful neck and head.

That was An Ning's home. Jiang Jia Han would come downstairs and sit after work, doing nothing but quietly watching. Sometimes, one could see An Ning's shadow, although it was just for a moment, but Jiang Jia Han felt very satisfied.

Just by looking at it, it seemed as if all the fatigue from head to toe had disappeared. He felt very at ease, as if that was home.

After an unknown amount of time, the night had quieted down. The light suddenly dimmed, and Jiang Jian lifted his wrist watch to look at the time.

Eleven o'clock, well, good.

The corner of Jiang Jia's mouth slightly curled up. It seemed that An Ning had taken good care of him, and that smile disappeared on Jiang Jia's cold face in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Jia silently started the car, and the accelerated black super run made a loud noise. He turned his head in the small street and then rushed out.

An Ning was lying on her bed. The room was extremely dark and quiet, and the sound of a car starting up came from outside the window, breaking the silence of the night. An Ning didn't know why, but she suddenly heard something familiar from the clamor.

Very quickly, An Ning shook her head and gave a self-deprecating smile. She had been thinking too much at the moment. How could Jiang Jia Han appear here?

Turning over, An Ning rubbed her bulging belly and closed her eyes.

He knew about An Ning's resignation from the Hope Studio and thought that An Ning wanted to stay at home to rest. However, An Ning had been cooped up in her house the entire time, afraid that she would suffer from some kind of illness.

Jiang Jia Han also knew that An Ning didn't have any savings. When they divorced, she didn't ask for anything and hadn't worked during this period. With her personality, she wouldn't accept money from Xu Xin.

Jiang Jia didn't know that An Ning was designing clothes for Gu Ruoyun. In his mind, An Ning was currently a "jobless wanderer." Jiang Jia Han wanted to help her, or at least let her walk around a bit longer.

She hesitated all day before dialing the number.

"Hello?"

It was as if An Ning was sleeping. The phone rang for a long time before it connected. Moreover, her voice was filled with the sleepiness and confusion of when she had just fallen asleep.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, An Ning was still sleeping at this time of the day? Jiang Xianxing frowned deeply. He didn't know if An Ning was in this state every day or if she had just been knocked over by him today due to her strong desire to sleep.