Seeing An Xin staring intently at him, Wang Xin broke out in a cold sweat.
The meaning behind her gaze was clear: she was telling him to stop meddling in her business.
Far from earning any merit, he had actually displeased An Xin.
At this moment, Wang Xin's expression looked worse than if he were crying.
After thinking the whole thing through, he began to discreetly size up Jiang Cheng.
Upon closer inspection, the young man's entire attire was anything but simple.
Moreover, someone who could make An Xin willing to carry on a secret affair with him was likely no ordinary person.
Thinking this, Wang Xin immediately put on a conciliatory smile. "Uh, no, I... I'm sorry, it's all a misunderstanding. It's my fault for being blind... Hehehe, I..."
Seeing that Wang Xin wanted to continue, An Xin cut him off directly.
"President Wang, you may leave. And I'll say this one last time: I've already seen you twice today. I don't wish to see you again in the future."
As An Xin finished speaking, Wang Xin knew he wouldn't have another chance.
However, he didn't dare say anything.
If he spoke too much and An Xin targeted his company, he would truly be finished.
"I... I understand, President An. I'll get lost right now~~"
Compared to the dashing manner in which he had entered, he now looked utterly dejected.
After this brief interlude, the three people present each had their own thoughts.
Following that little episode, the three people on the scene harbored different feelings.
Only Anni seemed completely unaffected.
She held up her little hands, which were covered in sauce, and said to An Xin, "Mommy, I want to wash my hands."
"Okay, Mommy will go with you."
"Can I have Sister Zhou Ying come with me??"
Seeing that Anni actually suggested Zhou Ying accompany her, both An Xin and Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.
For this naughty child to say such a thing, it was clear she really liked Zhou Ying.
Hearing this, Zhou Ying, who was nearby, smiled and put down her chopsticks.
She quickly pulled out two wet wipes and gently wiped Anni's dirty little hands.
"Then Big Sister will go with you. I saw a sink over by the terrace just now."
"Mm-hmm."
Seeing Anni smiling happily, An Xin nodded gratefully toward Zhou Ying. "Sorry to trouble you, Zhou Ying."
"It's no trouble at all, just a few steps. Let's go."
As Zhou Ying led Anni toward the terrace, a playful smile immediately curled onto An Xin's lips.
Turning her head, her gaze fell straight on Jiang Cheng, and she asked with a half-smile, "Were you scared just now?"
"Scared of what?"
Before his voice could fade, Jiang Cheng suddenly reached out and grabbed An Xin's wrist.
His thumb gently rubbed against the Patek Philippe watch on An Xin's hand.
An Xin clearly hadn't expected Jiang Cheng to make such a move at this moment.
This was already the second time Jiang Cheng had taken her hand today.
After all, Zhou Ying was still inside the private room.
An Xin immediately looked through the gaps in the carved screen at Zhou Ying and Anni's backs.
Seeing them slowly walking toward the sink, the tension in her heart eased slightly, and she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Although her body didn't make any obvious movements, An Xin's gaze involuntarily fell upon her own wrist.
"Looking at you, you really aren't afraid..."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng feigned a silent sigh and took a sip of the red wine on the table.
"Sigh, what can I do? This is just my fate..."
Hearing that, An Xin was momentarily speechless.
After rolling her eyes at Jiang Cheng, she immediately reached out and gently slapped his hand away.
"You truly are suffering..." An Xin whispered, but she couldn't help the corners of her mouth from curling up.
Catching a glimpse of Zhou Ying and Anni turning back out of the corner of his eye, Jiang Cheng didn't put his hand back.
It's said that people make many more movements when they are flustered.
This was exactly how An Xin was right now.
Her movements became somewhat unnatural as she hurriedly ladled a bowl of soup for Zhou Ying.
"This soup is good. You should try it."
"Thank you, Sister Xin."
In stark contrast to her current flustered state, Jiang Cheng appeared exceptionally composed.
He actually pretended as if nothing had happened, steadily refilling his tea cup with both hands.
It was as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
This scene made An Xin suddenly realize that in this seemingly intense game, the person most at ease was always Jiang Cheng.
On the car ride back, the system issued a notification sound.
"Ding! Random mission successful."
"The system is conducting a precise evaluation. Once the evaluation is complete, rewards will be issued."
"Ding! Reward issuance complete. The Host can open it at any time."
After silently thinking 'open,' Jiang Cheng's eyes couldn't help but widen.
"Ding! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining one Double PUBG Card."
Double PUBG Card??
What does that mean?
Based on the system's past track record, Jiang Cheng felt that this card was full of suggestive undertones.
Since he was driving and couldn't handle too much stimulation, Jiang Cheng could only silently put the card away.
Before long, the car came to a steady stop downstairs at Wangjiang Residence.
After going upstairs, Zhou Ying skillfully pressed the fingerprint unlock key.
With a soft "beep," the door opened.
Zhou Ying habitually called out toward the interior, "Mom, I'm back."
As she finished speaking, a series of light footsteps came from the direction of the living room.
At the same time, Fang Yuan's gentle voice followed: "You're back~~"
Before her voice had even faded, Fang Yuan's figure appeared at the doorway like a light butterfly.
When Fang Yuan's gaze fell on Jiang Cheng,
Her eyes widened slightly.
A trace of imperceptible fluster seemed to flash in the corners of her eyes.
She hadn't expected Jiang Cheng to come upstairs as well.
And the pajamas she was currently wearing were truly a bit too thin and sexy.
However, Jiang Cheng acted as if he hadn't noticed Fang Yuan's embarrassment at all.
His expression was as calm as usual, with a faint smile on his lips as he greeted Fang Yuan politely: "Auntie, good evening."
Compared to Fang Yuan's unease, Zhou Ying seemed somewhat scatterbrained.
She said to Fang Yuan with a giggling face, "Mom, did you eat dinner??"
Seeing this, Fang Yuan quickly tightened her collar.
The smile on her face was a bit stiff, but she still tried to maintain a gentle tone as she replied, "I've eaten."
Next, Fang Yuan wore a smile and warmly said to Jiang Cheng, "Jiang Cheng, come in and sit!"
At this moment, Fang Yuan was clearly in a makeup-free state.
The bridge of her nose was high and elegant, and her lip color was slightly pale.
Her slightly curly long hair was loosely tied back.
A few stray strands of hair inadvertently fell against the side of her neck.
As she lowered her head to tighten her collar, they swayed gently.
A section of her soft-lined neck was faintly visible.
When she looked up and smiled, two shallow dimples would ripple on her cheeks, giving off a sweet and friendly feeling.
And due to the embarrassment just now, her cheeks even had a flush of red.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but silently marvel again.
This Fang Yuan was simply aging in reverse.
Not only could you not see her age at all, but she and Zhou Ying were also truly too similar.
When the two stood together,
They looked like a pair of Twin Sisters, only one was mature and the other was innocent.
Jiang Cheng sighed silently in his heart.
He was truly unable to distinguish the Fang Yuan before him from Zhou Ying.
He replied, "I won't come in. It's too late, I'll be heading back now."
Hearing these words, Fang Yuan paused for two seconds, her gaze somewhat complex.
It was unclear if she had been stimulated by the matter regarding An Xin.
Fang Yuan rarely spoke up to ask him to stay: "It's so late, don't leave. Anyway, you have a change of clothes here, just sleep here."
Although this wasn't the first time Jiang Cheng had stayed over, it was the first time Fang Yuan had actively invited him to stay the night.
"Would that be too much of a bother?"
Jiang Cheng spoke politely, but his body was very honest.
He had already begun taking off his shoes.
Seeing this, Zhou Ying's face instantly turned bright red.
With a hint of reproach in her eyes, she gave Jiang Cheng a shy glare.
Meanwhile, Fang Yuan said with a smile, "How could it be a bother? This is your home too."
"Thank you, Auntie."
After entering the house, Zhou Ying noticed that Fang Yuan was holding some documents.
So she curiously asked, "Mom, are you checking the accounts?"
Fang Yuan nodded upon hearing this and looked at Jiang Cheng with a smile.
She explained, "Yes, I'm checking the accounts for Jiang Tai."
Perhaps because she felt a bit embarrassed in front of Fang Yuan,
Zhou Ying's expression appeared somewhat unnatural.
After hesitating for a moment, she said to Jiang Cheng, "Since Mom is working, you should keep her company. I'm going into my room now."
After saying that, Zhou Ying turned and walked toward her room.
Watching her departing back, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but size up Fang Yuan from top to bottom.
Fang Yuan was wearing a three-piece white silk pajama set.
The material of the pajamas looked very soft, faintly reflecting a luxurious sheen.
The innermost camisole had a V-neck design, with white lace embroidered along the edge of the collar.
As she raised her hand to tighten her clothing, the delicate skin below her collarbone was vaguely visible.
The outer long-sleeved cardigan was loosely tailored.
Because the cuffs were wide, her movement revealed a delicate pearl bracelet on her wrist.
The long pants on her lower body were even more flowy.
The hem of the pants fell just above her ankles, revealing a pair of feet wearing cream-white and grey rabbit fur slippers.