In Xue Xue's eyes, this was the first time Jiang Anyang felt so embarrassed in his life.
It was as if all the hidden thoughts had been dug up and exposed to the sun.
But he reacted quickly.
"What's wrong with you, Mi Mi?" Jiang Anyang's tone carried a hint of worry but his expression on his face remain unchanged. "I know I shouldn't have left you alone, it's just that I was so confused at the time and needed some time to calm down, but you can trust me ...."
The man took a deep breath and then used a tone of voice that did not know whether to convince Xue Xue or to convince himself. "I will be responsible."
Hearing this, Xue Xue almost laughed.
Was Jiang Anyang too deep into the play or too narcissistic?
"Mi Mi, I admit that I have a crush on Linlin…" The man paused for a while, painful emotions appearing between his eyebrows. "It's still difficult for me to withdraw all my feelings for her at once, but you are right. Since she has already decided to be with Zhang Shilun, I shouldn't be obsessed anymore."
"As long as you are willing to give me time, I can definitely learn to let go."
Jiang Anyang said, looking at Xue Xue with a sincere gaze.
"Give me a chance, Mi Mi, and let me be responsible for you, okay?"
If it was Mi Xue standing here now, Jiang An Yang's words would probably have moved the woman to tears, even if she had suffered a lot of grievances, she would have felt okay.
Unfortunately, Xue Mi, who used to love Jiang Anyang so much, is no longer there.
Since Jiang Anyang is not the target of her task, Xue Xue also felt lazy to continue to appreciate the other party's lame acting skills. A waste of energy and time.
Therefore, she chose to use the sweetest voice to say the coldest words.
"But I don't want you to be responsible." Seeing the unbelievable expression on Jiang Anyang's face, Xue Xue giggled, like a child who succeeded in mischief, innocent and triumphant. "Brother Anyang may not know, I'm not interested in men that others have used."
Jiang Anyang's face turned pale after hearing this.
"You..."
"Don't think of others as fools, okay?" Xue Xue didn't intend to give him a chance to speak. "Do you think that because Xue Mi likes you, she deserved to be toyed with in the palm of your hand and be at your beck and call?"
"Brother An Yang…" Xue Xue suddenly stepped forward and pointed at the man's chest. "Why should I give everything to you because I like you?"
As soon as these words fell, Jiang Anyang's face turned bleak.
The result is good.
Xue Xue thought with satisfaction.
Jiang Anyang kept silent, which made Xue Xue think that he would not speak again. When she was about to turn to leave, she suddenly heard a man whisper in a very hoarse voice. "Did you hear that?"
Xue Xue gave him a sidelong glance.
The answer was self-explanatory.
"I didn't mean it that way."
Jiang Anyang wanted to remedy the situation, Xue Xue could see it, but she didn't plan to give him this chance.
"But that's what it sounded like to me." Xue Xue smiled. "Brother An Yang, no need to explain, I do not want to listen, and will not listen."
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"Who you like, who you love, those have nothing to do with me."
The woman in front of her said it lightly, as if the emotions she once gave could be trampled under her feet in the blink of an eye, Jiang Anyang's heart suddenly tightened and he almost couldn't breathe.
He grabbed Xue Xue's wrist again.
Xue Xue frowned, and there was a flicker of disgust in her eyes, but Jiang Anyang couldn't care less.
"Love that can be changed just because of one sentence, is that still love?"
At this point in the conversation with Jiang Anyang, Xue Xue felt it was an eye-opener.
She didn't expect a man to be so shameless.
Maybe everyone in this world can use this sentence to question Xue Mi, but the only exception, the most unqualified man, is definitely Jiang Anyang in front of her.
Why should he?
She was obviously angry in her heart, but the smile on Xue Xue's face deepened.
"Brother Anyang forgot? You said it yourself. My love is so cheap that it makes you feel sick, doesn't it?" Xue Xue pulled Jiang Anyang's hand down without hesitation. "The cheap love, of course, can be changed at any time."
"In fact, I have thought a lot in Brother Anyang's absence these days."
"Perhaps like you said before, I was just deceived by my own obsession."
"Actually…" Xue Xue dragged her voice out slow and long, making no secret of the maliciousness in it. "After I really slept with you, I found out… that's actually nothing more than that."
Her hands spread out, her red lips slightly parted, if you don't listen carefully, you'd think it's a whisper of love.
"Boring."
When Xue Xue went downstairs for breakfast the next day, Jiang Anyang and Ding Rou were already there.
The whispering between mother and son stopped abruptly when Xue Xue walked through the door.
"Mi Mi."
Seeing Jiang Anyang greeting her as usual, Xue Xue raised her eyebrows. "Where's Dad?"
"Wan Gui has an urgent meeting in the morning, so he went to the company earlier." Ding Rou said softly as usual, as if the tit-for-tat with Xue Xue at the dinner table yesterday did not exist at all. "But he told An Yang to take you to the company."
Hearing this, Xue Xue's action of applying jam on the bread stopped.
She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Anyang. The man had faint dark circles under his eyes, but he seemed to be in good spirits. After sensing Xue Xue's gaze, he even smiled at her well-manneredly.
"Mi Mi, eat slowly, we're not in a hurry."
Not in a hurry?
Yes, she is in no hurry.
At least it's definitely not her who is anxious now.
Thinking of this, Xue Xue, who had calculations in her heart, slowly enjoyed a hearty breakfast.