After nearly a month of getting along, Chen Er and Lan Heng had become much more familiar with each other. Chen Er knew that Lan Heng was a typical big talker.
Therefore, Chen Er ignored Lan Heng's joking and impatiently urged, "If you keep talking nonsense like this, don't even think about stepping into my house ever again."
Hearing this, Lan Heng was afraid that he had taken the joke too far. After all, although this little girl Chen Er seemed unruly, the determination and intelligence deep - seated in her character were highly appreciated by Lan Heng. He didn't want to completely offend Chen Er just for a moment of glibness.
Lan Heng, who had just been so full of bravado, immediately softened and said with a smile, "Don't be angry. I'll call him right away and guarantee to give you an explanation!"
Chen Er let out an "um" and then hung up the phone, waiting absent - mindedly for Lan Heng's reply.
On the other side, Lan Heng started bombarding Jiang Cong with calls. It seemed that if Jiang Cong didn't answer, Lan Heng would keep calling until the end of time.
Jiang Wan thought it was still the same person calling. Just as she was about to reach over Jiang Cong and hang up the phone, Jiang Cong's hazy eyes suddenly cleared up.
His deep, black eyes shot a sharp look straight at Jiang Wan. He picked up the phone and swiped right. "Hello? What's up?"
Lan Heng had not really hoped that Jiang Cong would answer the phone. Suddenly hearing Jiang Cong's voice, he was overjoyed and stammered, "The little girl called you, but you didn't answer. I thought something had happened to you. Fortunately, you're okay. Hey, wait, why is it so noisy there?"
Jiang Cong shifted his gaze away from Jiang Wan and walked towards a relatively quiet corner. "I'm in a bar. I accidentally had a bit to drink and didn't hear the phone."
Lan Heng was like he had discovered something extraordinary. He shouted, "Who did you go with? Jiang Cong, is the millennium - old iron tree about to blossom?"
Jiang Cong smiled faintly and hung up the phone, mercilessly dousing the blazing fire of Lan Heng's gossip.
To prevent Lan Heng from talking nonsense, he thought for a moment and then opened his contacts. He found three missed calls from Chen Er.
For some reason, his previously irritable mood was instantly soothed when he saw the calls from Chen Er, who was worried about him. There was also a faint, indescribable warmth.
His thin lips curved into a happy arc as he called Chen Er. "Hello, it's me. I was drinking just now, so I didn't hear the phone."
When Chen Er received Jiang Cong's call, she finally felt relieved. Trying to change the subject, she said, "Then go home quickly. There are many bad people outside. It's dangerous."
It had to be said that this excuse was really lame.
But Jiang Cong didn't expose Chen Er's little thought. Going along with her words, he replied with a hint of a smile, "Okay, I'll go home right away so that bad people won't have a chance."
Hearing Jiang Cong's words, Chen Er's heart raced. She hurriedly said "Goodbye" and hung up the phone.
There was still a burning warmth on her cheeks and ears. Chen Er felt a bit embarrassed and muttered to herself, "Desire is like a knife hanging over one's head. Calm down, Chen Er. All men are big jerks."
Not long after, Lan Heng called. On the phone, he exaggeratedly said that Jiang Cong was still drinking so late instead of going home and must be accompanied by a beauty.
Chen Er didn't take it seriously. She casually replied to Lan Heng a few times and then used the excuse that it was getting late to cut off Lan Heng's desire to continue daydreaming.
"I believe you," Chen Er stared at the ceiling and said this out of the blue.
If you don't say, I won't ask. This is the best understanding between us.
On the other side, Jiang Cong stood in the corner to sober up for a while before returning to the original bar counter.
Jiang Wan nervously cast a timid and unwilling look in Jiang Cong's direction. Why did he sober up at this moment?
Originally, Jiang Wan had a very good plan. She wanted to take advantage of Jiang Cong's drunkenness and make the relationship a done deal. Then, Jiang Cong would have to be responsible for her.
But all her well - laid plans were disrupted by those phone calls. Jiang Wan secretly resented it but still had to maintain her gentle appearance. She said softly, "Jiang Cong, it's getting late. You've drunk so much. Let's go home early."
Jiang Cong glanced faintly at Jiang Wan, who was still charming under the lights, and said meaningfully, "You deliberately didn't answer those calls, didn't you?"
Although it was a question, Jiang Cong said it with absolute certainty, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
Jiang Wan's eyes flickered. She said stubbornly, "I just... just didn't want those people to interrupt your enjoyment."
Jiang Cong no longer had the patience to pretend with Jiang Wan. After paying the bill, he walked straight out.
Jiang Wan was wearing high - heels and struggled to keep up with Jiang Cong's steps. In the underground parking lot, the sound of her high - heels echoed, making it seem even more empty.
Jiang Cong drove off on his own without even saying goodbye.
Looking at the car leaving mercilessly, Jiang Wan was even more certain of her suspicion. It seemed that the woman who had called Jiang Cong at first held a significant place in Jiang Cong's heart. Otherwise, the usually cold and self - controlled Jiang Cong wouldn't even care about the most basic gentlemanly demeanor.
There was a sharp pain in Jiang Wan's ankle. She endured the discomfort and walked out of the underground parking lot.
The temperature in Beijing dropped sharply at night. A slight chill seeped into her body through the bottom of her skirt. Jiang Wan stood by the road, shivering uncontrollably.
Finally, she managed to hail a taxi. Jiang Wan quickly opened the door and reported the address in a nasal voice.
Leaning against the window, the upward - slanting corners of Jiang Wan's eyes added a touch of charm. "Jiang Cong, I must have you, no matter what the cost!"
When she got home, Father Jiang was still awake. Jiang Wan turned on the light and saw Father Jiang sitting on the sofa in the dark.
"Dad, why aren't you asleep so late?" Jiang Wan instinctively tidied her hair. After changing her shoes at the entrance, she affectionately moved closer to Father Jiang.
Father Jiang looked at his charming and lively daughter and couldn't help but sigh. "Wanwan, I know you like Jiang Cong, but Jiang Cong is not the right man for you."
Jiang Wan's expression changed. Meeting Father Jiang's concerned eyes, she understood everything.
Most likely, Father Jiang had learned that she had gone drinking with Jiang Cong but had seen her come back alone by taxi.
Jiang Wan leaned on Father Jiang's somewhat hunched shoulder and coquettishly said, "Dad, I know you're worried about me, but I've grown up. I want to pursue my own happiness. You will surely support me, won't you?"
Father Jiang hesitated. Looking at Jiang Wan, he could only nod helplessly.
Seeing this, Jiang Wan knew that Father Jiang was about to give in. She quickly took advantage of the situation and said, "Dad, can you help me invite Uncle Jiang's family to dinner? Just to strengthen our relationship."