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"I don't want spicy food."

As An Ning spoke, she picked up a piece of shrimp dumpling and put it in her mouth.

Although An Ning wasn't going to eat it because she was sick, with her previous words, Jiang Jia thought too much and thought that An Ning didn't want to eat the food that he grabbed. Her already gloomy eyes became colder.

The two of them finished their breakfast in silence. Jiang Jia Han stopped An Ning from tidying up the dishes and pressed her down on the sofa. He then picked up the used dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to wash.

Hearing the sound of flowing water, An Ning looked out of the window in confusion. What was Jiang Xian trying to do? Why did he suddenly run over?

"I'll go to work first."

An Ning looked at him. She didn't know how to explain to him that she still had things to do, so she asked him to leave first. But Jiang Jia Han seemed to have a telepathic connection with her, so she opened her mouth first.

An Ning was surprised for a moment, but she didn't react until Jiang Han walked in front of her and threw a tissue into the trash can.

"Oh, okay, you... Be careful on the road! "

For some reason, the moment these words left her mouth, An Ning suddenly thought of the scene between husband and wife when his wife was at home, exhorting him to leave. This thought caused the originally calm atmosphere to instantly turn uneasy.

He put down the sleeve of his shirt, which had been rolled up for washing the dishes, and moved so that the fine lines of muscle on his bare forearm were faintly discernible.

Carefully buttoning up his sleeves, Jiang Jun dashingly draped the suit over his shoulders and buckled it one by one from top to bottom. After doing all this, Jiang Jia's cold eyes turned to An Ning, his eyes filled with deep affection and reluctance.

"Take good care of yourself. Let's go!"

An Ning and he looked at each other, and couldn't help but want to avoid it. However, she abruptly stopped her movements, and after hearing Jiang Jia Han's words, she stood up and followed him to the door.

An Ning lowered her eyes. She didn't notice that Jiang Han, who was walking in front of her, had suddenly stopped and was caught off guard. She let out a cry of surprise and retreated two steps back.

Just as An Ning wanted to cover her stomach, she realized that Jiang Jia Han was still in front of her eyes. That action was too obvious. She stretched out her hand and suddenly turned around. An Ning patted her chest, as if she had received a shock.

Raising her head, she saw An Ning's eyes shining with a pair of deep eyes. However, it was obvious that she was worried about An Ning, as well as a complicated emotion that she didn't understand.

"Are you alright?"

A cold and gentle voice rang out in An Ning's ears. Other than the ticking of the watch on the wall, there was only silence in the room. The two of them were extremely close.

This kind of dangerous distance made An Ning feel flustered. She felt that something was getting out of her control. She slightly moved, wanting to pull away from the other two, but was stopped by Jiang Jia's cold words.

"An Ning, can we start again?" This time, I will chase you and use all my strength to treat you well. Don't be in a hurry to refuse me, just give me a chance, okay? "

Jiang Jia's cold voice was filled with complicated emotions. It sounded sad, yet also full of expectation. There was also an indescribable uneasiness to An Ning's voice. It was low, hoarse, and filled with a deadly allure. It bewitched An Ning's mind, and she couldn't help but be drawn towards it.

However, even after a long time, An Ning still didn't know what to say. Her heart felt like it was filled with thousands of words. However, her throat felt as if it was choked with pain, causing her to be unable to say a single word.

Jiang Jia was disappointed with the cold, so he let go of his hand and forced a smile.

"I'm leaving."

As soon as she said that, Jiang Jian opened the door and quickly left. The black door closed in front of An Ning's eyes, and she just stood there, staring blankly at the door, not moving at all.

"Do we still have the chance to start over?"

After a long time, a soft sound could be heard in the quiet room. It was so soft that it sounded like a sigh. The moment the voice left the mouth, it immediately dispersed into the air.

Because of Jiang Xianxing's abnormal cold morning, An Ning had been in a baffling mood the whole day. She could sit and watch the empty space for an hour or two, and after a whole day, she still hadn't made any progress on her original blueprint. An Ning was lying on her back on the bed, and Jiang JiHan's morning questions still echoed in her ears.

It was unknown when An Ning fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already 9 o'clock on the second day. There were no movements on her phone. She heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, felt a little disappointed.

Didn't Jiang Jia say that she wanted to pursue him? So it was just 30% heat from yesterday morning. An Ning was still thinking, if Jiang Xihan came to find her today, how would she face him? Whether it was as if nothing had happened or not, he didn't expect Jiang Jianxin to have no news at all.

After throwing the phone to the side, An Ning took a change of clothes and entered the bathroom. In the closed environment, the loud sound of water was amplified, masking the ringing of the phone in the bedroom.

A moment later, An Ning walked out with a body drenched in water. She held a white towel in her hand as she wiped her dripping hair.

The towel was quickly soaked. An Ning changed into a new one, wiping her hair as she walked towards the balcony. When she walked past the restaurant, she casually grabbed a few slices of bread from the refrigerator to heat up before carrying them out.

The doorbell suddenly rang. An Ning turned her head in surprise, put down the bread in her hand and hastily walked over.

Her line of sight was blocked by a huge bunch of fresh flowers. She couldn't tell who it was, but she had a faint premonition in her heart.

"Hello, Miss An Ning? This is your flower, please sign and accept it! "

The moment An Ning opened the door, the clear, cold male voice rang out from behind the flowers with a smile. Although the person's face could not be seen, An Ning was already certain of her answer.

Her pale lips tightly pursed. An Ning expressionlessly looked at the person in front of her, not saying a single word.

After a moment of stalemate, Jiang Xian lowered the huge bouquet and revealed a face as sharp as a sculpture. However, the expression on it reminded people of a Tibetan mastiff dog, even though it looked fierce.

"This is for you."

Jiang Han suddenly raised his hand and shoved the bouquet of flowers into An Ning's hand. His expression was cold, but upon closer inspection, one could see that the tip of his ears had quietly turned red.

An Ning was stunned for a moment. Although many people thought that sending flowers was a common thing, but An Ning knew that to Jiang Jia Han, he had never been in a relationship like normal people, nor did she know how to date. To him, sending flowers might be the first step towards becoming a true courtier.