Jiang Xiaoman was so anxious that she almost cried.
Yan Jingrong looked at her in silence, looking at her clearly anxious and calm appearance, feeling that she was vain and hypocritical.
He wanted to see how long she could deceive her and how...
Doesn't she like to play with people's applause?
He also let her taste the feeling of being deceived and teased.
After a while, Jiang Xiaoman finally said: "Brother Jingrong, let me call home first."
Yan Jingrong smiled good-naturedly and said, "Well, you fight."
Jiang Xiaoman dialed the number of the Jiang family mansion. Within a few seconds, the call was connected and it was the housekeeper who answered.
She avoided Yan Jingrong and walked to the bus stop pretending to be casual, "Grandpa housekeeper, Jiang...grandma is here?"
"Miss Man?"
The butler replied, "The old lady went to play cards."
"Is that so..." Jiang Xiaoman really didn't know what to do, so she whispered, "Grandpa Butler, can I come to the Jiang family mansion now?
I miss my grandparents and want to come over for dinner tonight."
The housekeeper had already received orders from Mr. Jiang and would send people away whenever he found an excuse.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yun came down from upstairs and asked: "Who called?"
Jiang Xiaoman was pleasantly surprised when he heard her voice on the phone and subconsciously shouted, "Grandma Jiang!"
The housekeeper hung up the phone calmly, then put the phone down for a moment and said, "Wrong number."
Jiang Yun had no doubts. She sat on the sofa and looked at the clock on the wall.
"Xunxun, why aren't you back today?"
The housekeeper hurriedly said: "The young lady is at the merchant. The young lady of the merchant called and said that they left food there and the young lady will not come back for dinner at night."
Jiang Yun nodded, "Let's start dinner when the master comes out of the greenhouse."
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Jiang Xiaoman's heart sank after being hung up on.
When she called again, the call was no longer available.
Yan Jingrong walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xiaoman cried sadly, "Brother Jingrong, the housekeeper said that my grandparents are not at home tonight, and I am the only one at home."
Yan Jingrong did not expose her and quietly watched her performance.
She hugged his arm and shook it cutely, "Why don't we go out for dinner? I'm almost tired of the food cooked by the chef at home."
He smiled and said: "Okay."
Jiang Xiaoman finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The two got in the car, but Yan Jingrong told the driver the address of a bar.
She was confused, "How to get to the bar?"
"I made an appointment with a few friends. After I sent you home, I went to the bar to get together with them."
"Your friend?"
Jiang Xiaoman has never met his friends since she met him. "Are they close to each other?"
Yan Jingrong nodded with deep eyes, "Well, the relationship is not bad. Let me introduce you to them tonight."
Jiang Xiaoman laughed, and then said angrily: "You didn't take me out to meet your friends before, I thought you didn't take me seriously."
"how come?"
She suddenly moved closer to him, her eyes full of sparkle, "Brother Jingrong, why are you so nice to me?"
Ever since she met him, he seemed to have a special affection for her.
Wei Ling was the same. Although he was cold and indifferent to her, he never refused her help.
Yan Jingrong thought of the little girl who secretly stuffed buns through the hole for him and Wei Ling every day when he was a child.
In the egg-sized hole, he only saw a pair of very beautiful eyes.
Those eyes were also sparkling, as if they were filled with countless stars.
He just felt a little dazed.
The little girl at that time was obviously so kind, charming and cute. Why did she become like this when she grew up?
After a long time, he softened his heart and asked warmly: "Xiao Man, do you still remember that incident ten years ago?"