An Xin took a deep breath, gave Jiang Cheng a coquettish glance, and then put Annie down.
"Annie, it's time for you to sleep..."
"But I just came out—"
"You go to sleep first, Mommy and Brother Cheng are going out for a bit..." An Xin then looked at Jiang Cheng: "You came in this?"
"Mm."
An Xin was silent for two seconds.
Her gaze swept from the front of the car to the back, lingered for a moment on the four "farting holes," and then landed on Jiang Cheng's face.
"Tonight... are you going to a bar, or are you participating in a race?"
Jiang Cheng smiled: "What, do you think it's too flashy?"
An Xin didn't speak.
But her expression said it all.
Seeing that the two of them ignored her, Annie spoke again: "Mommy, Mommy! This car is so cool! Can I sit in it? Can I sit in it?"
An Xin looked down at her: "You can't sit in it."
"Why?!" Annie's little face instantly fell.
"Because you're a child."
"Why can't a child sit in it?"
"Because..." An Xin thought for a moment, "Because this car is too dangerous, and it doesn't have a child safety seat."
Annie blinked, looking at Father Jiang Cheng: "Father Jiang Cheng, does your car not have a child safety seat?"
"No."
"Then why don't you install one?"
"…"
An Xin chuckled softly beside him.
Putting a child safety seat in a pagani huayra.
Not to mention whether it could even be driven on the road.
Just imagining it, it seemed even more high-profile than taking a girl out.
Annie continued to ask: "Then when can I sit in it? When I grow up? When I grow up, I also want to find a boyfriend just like Father Jiang Cheng, who drives such a cool car to pick me up!"
An Xin: "…"
Jiang Cheng: "…"
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's face instantly became serious.
He directly squatted down and looked at Annie: "Annie, if you want a car, I'll buy you one when you grow up, and you can drive it yourself..."
"Why drive it myself..."
How was Jiang Cheng supposed to explain to her that he thought it was pretty good to drive girls around himself?
But when he thought of this mischievous child sitting in another boy's supercar when she grew up, he somehow felt like his good child was being led astray by some punk.
That's right, people are just that hypocritical...
"No why, just remember it's not allowed, that's all..."
Seeing Jiang Cheng squatting in front of Annie, saying this decisively, An Xin couldn't help but curve her lips.
Before meeting Jiang Cheng, she couldn't imagine what kind of man she would marry in the future.
Looking at this scene now, An Xin felt that this was just perfect...
"But aren't you driving this car to pick up Mommy? Then when I grow up, will you pick me up?"
Seeing Annie say this, An Xin rubbed her temples.
She found that her daughter had been increasingly fond of saying the words "boyfriend" recently.
And every time she said it, she would use Jiang Cheng as a reference.
She squatted down and looked into Annie's eyes: "Sweetheart, finding a boyfriend isn't about whether the car is cool or not."
"Then what is it about?"
"It's about character, personality, and..."
"In that case, Father Jiang Cheng has very good character, and his car is also very cool!!" Annie said righteously.
An Xin was choked.
Jiang Cheng watched the show from the side, the curve of his lips growing wider.
An Xin took a deep breath, stood up, and looked at Jiang Cheng: "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing." Jiang Cheng restrained his expression, "I just think Annie has good taste."
An Xin glared at him.
But that look, no matter how you saw it, was like acting spoiled.
"Annie, go inside... your hair isn't dry yet... you'll catch a cold later..."
Hearing this, Annie's lips curled up.
Somewhat unwillingly, she tugged at Jiang Cheng's pant leg: "Father Jiang Cheng."
"Hm?"
"My mommy doesn't usually dress like this. She dressed like this for you today. You have to look at her carefully."
After saying that, she turned and ran back into the yard, leaving a string of "tap-tap-tap" footsteps.
An Xin's words made her
Jiang Cheng looked at her like that and couldn't stop laughing.
"Annie is very sensible."
An Xin took a deep breath, trying to return her expression to normal.
"She... she just talks a lot."
Jiang Cheng nodded, his gaze sweeping over her again.
"But she's right."
An Xin was startled: "What?"
Jiang Cheng looked at her, a smile in his eyes.
"You look quite beautiful dressed like this."
An Xin's ear tips turned red again.
But this time she didn't hide.
She met his gaze, gently pursing her lips.
"So... dressed like this, is it okay?"
Jiang Cheng smiled.
"Yes," he said, "Absolutely."
An Xin pursed her lips, suppressing the joy in her heart, and nodded: "I actually... am a little unaccustomed to it."
Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow.
An Xin continued: "After coming back from studying abroad, I haven't worn this kind of clothing. At the company, or outside, I always feel like I should dress more formally. Over time, my closet became full of those custom-made dresses and suits."
"If you have time, I'll take you out more often, and then you can wear these clothes..."
After speaking, Jiang Cheng even deliberately reached out and gently patted An Xin's head.
This action, lasting only a few seconds, instantly made An Xin's eyes blink twice.
This was the first time a man had done this to her.
It wasn't that there were no men who liked her around her.
It was just that those men never had the chance to get close to her.
Damn it!
How could she be so easily swayed by Jiang Cheng's thoughts...
No, she couldn't be led on like this.
After suppressing the flutter in her heart, An Xin deliberately stared at Jiang Cheng.
After several seconds, she softly said: "Okay..."
...
At this moment, An Jingsheng was sitting in his study on the second floor by the window, looking at the letter in his hand.
But his expression clearly showed that he hadn't read a single word...
His eyes were fixed on that flashy sports car and Jiang Cheng's young, handsome face.
So An Xin was going to ride in that car with Jiang Cheng later?
Just like Jiang Cheng, in An Jingsheng's eyes at this moment, his daughter seemed to be getting taken for a ride by some punk.
Yet he couldn't say anything.
Because that person was Jiang Cheng.
Not only was his status powerful, but he was also his daughter's beloved.
An Jingshen closed the book, shut his eyes, and took a deep breath.
Telling himself.
Calm down.
Calm down, calm down...