C238 (1/2)

But at two in the morning, Jiang Ping did not show up.

She yawned wearily and decided to go to sleep.

Jiang Ping wasn't in a hurry, and neither was she.

The next day, she drove Jiang Xiaowei to school in the town, then drove to the city to check out the transfer procedures for the house in the village.

After he was done, a whole morning had passed.

When they got home, Mother Wu was preparing dinner. When she saw her return, she strangely said, ”Huh? Why did you come back? Uncle Jiang even said that you wouldn't be back for lunch today! ”

”Is that so?” She smiled and did not say anything else. She turned around and walked upstairs.

Jiang Ping walked out of his room just as they were about to reach the top of the stairs. When he saw her startled, he opened his mouth and said with great difficulty, ”I thought you wouldn't be back for lunch.”

”Now that things are done, of course I'll come back and eat with you!” She smiled and said, ”You can leave now! I went into my room to change. ”

Jiang Ping didn't utter a word. He watched her back as he quickly disappeared behind the door. He couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh as he slowly walked down the stairs, holding on to the banister.

With every step he took, his feet felt as if they were weighed down by a heavy burden.

Even though the day had passed peacefully, Jiang Ping was still suppressing his anger.

Jiang Ping's endurance far exceeded Xia Xinxin's imagination.

She had planned to drive him home after sending him to school that day, but after thinking that it would be her father's sixtieth birthday the day after tomorrow, she realized that the private detective had already found a restaurant for the banquet and the guest list and sent it to her. If she didn't open her eyes to Jiang Ping now, it would be difficult for her to do so.

His eyes unconsciously looked out the window, his fingers lightly tapping on the steering wheel. Finally, with a final clench of his teeth, he turned the car around and sped towards the city center.

That day, she didn't go to pick up Wei, but rather called Little Gao to pick up. She stayed in her hotel room until 11 PM before driving home.

When he returned home, the living room was dark and quiet without a single sound.

It seemed that everyone had already gone to bed.

She was slightly disappointed, but she did not turn on the light. She slowly changed her shoes in the dark and walked into the living room.

He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly heard a ”pa” sound. The hall was instantly illuminated by the white light.

Jiang Ping sat on the sofa with a solemn expression.

Xia Xiaoxi felt relieved. She pretended to be surprised and asked, ”Dad, it's so late, why are you still sitting here?”

Jiang Ping stood up and waved her over. ”Come over here, let's have a seat …” I have something that I want to ask you! ”

”So strange?” What do you have to say now? ” Xia Xinxin pretended to look at him strangely and walked over to sit on the sofa opposite him.

”Sit down first. Have some snacks first. I'll go get you a cup of hot milk!” Jiang Ping took a pastry from the tea table and handed it to her before turning around to leave.

Xia Xinxin felt guilty and hurriedly said, ”Dad, there's no need! I don't want to drink it! ”

”No. Have a glass of milk before you go to bed. Perception was not only beneficial to the body. Physical health, more can make your sleep quality better! It's not a big deal anyway. I just need to take a shower! ” Jiang Ping hurriedly headed for the kitchen.

”Sigh!” There's really no need for it! ” Faced with Jiang Ping's concern, Xia Xinxin felt embarrassed and ashamed for his despicable scheme. He hurried to stop him.

”Go out and sit, go out and sit!” Jiang Ping chased her out like a fly.

She had no choice but to go to the sofa and sit down.

His relaxed heart became heavy again.

Sigh! She was not born to be someone who knew how to scheme!

It's been a long time since I've designed a person, and before I've even started, I already feel like I've committed a grave sin and can't bear it anymore.

It seemed that as a person, one still had to be open and open in order to feel comfortable!

It was exhausting to design it like this!

He sighed and put the pastries back on the plate. He was too preoccupied to have any appetite.

Not long later, Jiang Ping appeared with a cup of hot milk and a bowl.

As Xia Xinxin looked at it, she felt even more guilty.