C158 (1/2)

”Mmm, Little Tian's ball skills are also good. ”Seems like he inherited it from Uncle Yan.” Jian Fan smiled. She had unintentionally seen Yan Shaotian's skills before, so they could be considered pretty good.

Hearing others praise her son, Pan Wenfang smiled even more kindly, ”Isn't it? When I was young, I often liked to pester you, Uncle Yan. At that time, your Uncle Yan wasn't promoted yet, but he still had time. He often played with him until he was twelve. And your Uncle Yan started getting busy with his work, and then they started to talk less and less. ”

”Little Aunt.” Only then did Pan Wenfang walk out from her memories.

She patted Jian Fan's hand and brought him to a pavilion. The pavilion was filled with purple flowers, similar to a string of bells that were used to listen to the secrets in one's heart. Pan Wenfang pulled Jian Fan to sit in the pavilion. A light breeze blew, bringing with it a sweet fragrance. She smiled faintly like an alluring Jasmine, calming everyone's hearts.

”Xiaofan, let's not talk about your uncle and Little Tian anymore. Tell me about yourself! ” Pan Wenfang held Jian Fan's hand tightly. She had been in contact with Jian Fan in the hospital for a long time, so she didn't know if the estrangement between the two of them had been resolved or if the two of them could return to their previous states.

”My business? There's nothing to talk about with me. ” Jian Fan refused to talk about what happened in the hospital. Seeing Pan Wenfang look at him with displeasure, she sighed and told him about her fight with Ling Chen.

”Little Fan.” You're in love with him. ” Pan Wenfang sighed, facing Jian Fan's surprised eyes, she asked again, ”If it was Ye Han who imprisoned you, would you blame him? If it was your Uncle Yan or Little Tian who didn't want you to go out, would you blame them? ”

”I won't.” Jane Fan shook his head, ”However, this doesn't prove that I am in love with him, right? Maybe I hated his tyranny. No, I simply don't like his tyranny! ”

Jian Fan's voice was cold, as if he was extremely disgusted with Ling Chen. However, Pan Wenfang only saw the side of Jian Fan's little woman from his words. It was because she liked someone. That was why she didn't want to be under his protection and control. As a mere soldier, obeying was her duty.

Yet, as a woman, what she longed for was Ling Chen's equality, not his so-called care. In reality, she did not believe in her ability!

”Do you just hate his tyranny? ”Nothing else?” Pan Wenfang laughed and took out a photo.

Jian Fan took it and looked at it suspiciously. He raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

Pan Wenfang didn't think much of it. She smiled faintly, ”Xiaofan, do you still remember that night's royal ball?”

Of course I do. How could I not? After the party, she had received news of Zhou Fu's death and had been imprisoned by Ling Chen.

”I remember.” The corner of Jane Fan's mouth pulled up into a smile, but it seemed so forced.

”You should still remember the girl from that day. At that time, when you picked up Niuniu, Ling Chen's eyes were filled with love. And when you look back at him, there is a different emotion in your eyes. ” Pan Wenfang patted Jian Fan's shoulder, hoping that he would be able to clearly understand her feelings.

Jian Fan frowned, as if he believed what she said.

Pan Wenfang had no choice but to make an excuse that she had something to take care of and left first. Only Jian Fan remained in the pavilion, holding the photo as he tried to recall the events of that day.

That day, Ling Chen's gaze towards her was indeed very gentle, but his gaze towards his companion was the same.

It must be that my aunt was wrong to think that she was the one Ling Chen loved.

Furthermore, she might just be putting on an act. How could she, Jian Fan, fall in love with someone as flowery as Ling Chen?

With a cold snort, Jian Fan stuffed the photo into his pocket and sat in the pavilion, looking at the purple petals fluttering in the wind.

The surrounding air was very tranquil. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The fragrance was everywhere.

The turmoil of the past few days of confinement was gradually dispelled, and a warm smile appeared on her face.

When Jane Fan returned to the dormitory, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. There were only a few minutes left before she left for work.

She hastily packed up and prepared to go to work, but instead received a phone call from Yan Qirui, telling her to rest well.

There was no way for Jian Fan to do so. He could only tidy up the messy dormitory, put the bedsheet into the washing machine, and stand by the window with a cup of boiled water.

The scenery outside was picturesque. The scorching summer air brought about waves of scorching hot winds that blew over, causing people to feel its enthusiasm and also its irritation.

Jane Fan turned on the air conditioner and set it to a suitable temperature. He sat on the sofa and looked at the scenery outside.

Their apartment was on the opposite side of the hill, on the sofa, and Jane could see the house outside. The house where she had eaten the hotpot and trotted outside. The house was decorated with a European style. When she thought of the first time she asked about that house, and Zhou Tong's appearance, Jane Fan could not help but laugh.

Back then, in order to stop her from being with Ling Chen, they had lied to her that it was a church. In the end, they had only allowed her to fall into Ling Chen's embrace. It was even blocked by his dog, preventing her from leaving.

”Woof, woof, woof …” As Jane Fan thought back to the adorable look on her face, he couldn't help but be shocked when he heard her cry.

He raised his head and looked out the window. Unknowingly, a white Samoyed Dog had already been waiting outside. His eyes were watery and he looked at Jane with a forlorn, cute expression.