A few seconds later, the tips of An Xin's ears slowly began to turn red.
This was followed by a soft, slightly annoyed huff.
After sending the location to Zhou Ying, the three of them headed toward the underground parking lot together.
When they reached Jiang Cheng's bentley continental, Annie suddenly became excited.
She pulled on An Xin's hand, clamoring incessantly to ride in Jiang Cheng's car.
"Annie, you can't. Brother Jiang Cheng's car doesn't have a safety seat installed, so it's not safe to ride in his car," An Xin said to Annie with a serious expression.
Hearing this, although Annie was a bit reluctant, she still obediently followed An Xin to their own car.
After sitting in her safety seat and buckling her seatbelt, Annie suddenly looked up at An Xin.
Blinking her large eyes, she asked, "Mommy, why were you peeking at Brother Jiang Cheng all day today?"
An Xin was startled by Annie's question, and her face instantly flushed red.
She stammered in reply, "I... I wasn't."
Annie obviously didn't believe her mother's words as she swung her little feet.
She continued to press, "Mommy, you're lying. You were definitely looking at Brother Jiang Cheng. I caught you many times."
"Annie, don't talk nonsense. It's not good if others hear you."
"Teacher Wang said that when you like someone, you keep looking at them," Annie said in a sophisticated tone, like a little adult. "Just like how Li Xiaoming likes me and always peeks at me during class."
She was amused by Annie's precocious words.
An Xin helplessly rubbed her little head. "You little rascal."
"So Mommy likes Brother Jiang Cheng, right?"
An Xin's smile faded slightly.
She looked at Annie, her eyes flickering, seemingly hesitant about whether to answer Annie's question.
Children nowadays start dating as early as first grade.
Shuilingling and the others' minds are not yet fully developed, but they vaguely understand what the word 'like' means.
Annie didn't give An Xin much time to think.
She immediately asked again, "Then why don't you let Brother Jiang Cheng be my daddy? All my classmates have daddies, and I want one too."
Hearing this, a trace of guilt rose in An Xin's heart.
She took a deep breath and composed herself.
"Annie, if you really like Brother Jiang Cheng that much, Mommy will let him be your daddy in the future."
"Really??" A surprised smile immediately bloomed on Annie's face, and she couldn't help but exclaim, her voice filled with anticipation and excitement.
"Mm... however, you have to promise Mommy one thing. You must never tell Brother Jiang Cheng about this. Can you do that? If you tell him, he might not be able to be your daddy."
Although Annie didn't quite understand why she couldn't say anything, she still nodded very obediently.
"Don't worry, Mommy, I definitely won't say a word."
Looking at Annie's excited, rosy little face, a confident smile involuntarily curled at the corners of An Xin's mouth.
Meanwhile, in the large flat at Taikoo Li Wangjiang Residence.
Zhou Ying was standing in front of the wardrobe, carefully folding the last dress and gently placing it into her suitcase.
After finishing this, Zhou Ying turned around and noticed Fang Yuan sitting on the sofa.
From the moment she started packing, Fang Yuan had been staring at her with an expression that suggested she had something to say but was hesitating.
Zhou Ying couldn't help but frown and asked in confusion, "Mom, what's wrong? Why have you been staring at me?"
Fang Yuan's brow was already knitted in a tight knot. She hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Ying'er, was the person you were just video chatting with that Little Girl we met at the mall last time?"
"Yeah, it's that Little Girl we met at Dior before, and her mother. I'm going over to have dinner with them now. Mom, do you want to come along?"
After saying this, Zhou Ying quickly walked to the dressing table, sat down, and began to apply a simple makeup look in the mirror.
She saw that Zhou Ying didn't have the slightest look of wariness on her face when talking about An Xin.
Fang Yuan couldn't help but shake her head.
"I won't go; it's not appropriate for me. You go ahead... but..."
She saw that Fang Yuan had stopped halfway.
Zhou Ying spoke up anxiously, "Oh, Mom, if you have something to say, just say it. Stopping halfway like this is driving me crazy!"
Fang Yuan took a deep breath before continuing, "Last time at the mall, didn't you really feel... that something was a bit strange?"
Hearing this, Zhou Ying's expression instantly became somewhat solemn; she naturally understood what Fang Yuan was referring to.
It wasn't just the last time at the mall; Zhou Ying had felt something was off ever since that first time at Steinway.
It was just that she had been avoiding the issue all along.
She chose to cover her ears and pretend that nothing had happened.
Deep down, she knew that as long as she didn't see it with her own eyes, she could probably act as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Cheng was so outstanding; both his appearance and inner character were impeccable.
A man like him would probably make any woman's heart flutter.
Sighing helplessly in her heart, she knew she couldn't stop every woman who had feelings for Jiang Cheng.
"I don't think so. Didn't Jiang Cheng invite me to go along? Sister An Xin is Annie's mother, so it's normal for Jiang Cheng to help take care of the child."
Not wanting Fang Yuan to worry, she put on a relaxed front.
But in her heart, it felt as if she had been lightly stung by something.
Both mother and daughter had the same thoughts.
She saw Zhou Ying speak so lightheartedly.
Fang Yuan didn't say anything more.
Fang Yuan trusted her intuition.
The relationship between Jiang Cheng and An Xin was definitely not an ordinary one.
But as someone who had been through it, she understood that if Jiang Cheng wanted something, Zhou Ying wouldn't be able to resist him no matter what.
Unless Zhou Ying could leave Jiang Cheng.
But with Jiang Cheng's excellent qualities and how well he treated them,
To be honest, Fang Yuan only hoped that Zhou Ying could hold onto him tightly.
After a silent sigh, Fang Yuan said with a smile, "You're right, maybe I'm overthinking it."}],