It seems that everything is really just overthinking myself.
Su Wan touched her nose in a shy way, feeling that it was indeed a bit too much for her to suspect Jiang Xuecheng so randomly, so she quickly took a soft face to Jiang Xuecheng.
“Hey, I’m wrong, sorry.”
Jiang Xuecheng focused all his attention on Su Wan. He lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows, and his slightly curled thin lips had a different smile.
“You are not wrong. I am very happy to see you jealous of me.”
Su Wan frowned and gave Jiang Xuecheng a blank look: “You are less narcissistic, I just don’t want to be kept in the dark.”
Jiang Xuecheng stared at Su Wan deeply. His unpredictable eyes seemed to penetrate everything. His smile was shallow, with unconcealed jokes and jokes.
“Wanwan, you are really quarreling.”
Su Wan glared at Jiang Xuecheng again without any worries, hugged the thick album and walked through the corridor, and returned to Jiang Xuecheng’s room, and Jiang Xuecheng quickly followed.
Su Wan’s heart was opened, and she became more interested in Jiang Xuecheng’s younger brother Jiang Haoxuan and Sheng Anning who was fostered in their house.
Jiang Xuecheng sent Su Wan with a light sentence, “Jiang Haoxuan is Sheng Anning’s follower.” It was difficult to get into the sky if he wanted to talk again.
Seeing that Jiang Xuecheng refused to mention the two more, Su Wan turned the topic to another of his own doubts.
“Xuecheng, why do your family seem to be afraid of you? Ah, not afraid. In short, the attitude is very strange, as if they are too obedient to you.”
Jiang Xuecheng smiled faintly, reached out to stroke Su Wan’s hair, and sighed in a low voice,
“I remember I told you that I was in poor health when I was a child.”
Su Wan leaned against Jiang Xuecheng, listened attentively, and then nodded gently.
Jiang Xuecheng lifted Su Wan’s hair and his eyes became more and more unfathomable: “When I was just born, it was said that I had no breathing or heartbeat, and the doctor determined that he was a dead baby.”
“Ah”
Su Wan was shocked when she heard this, almost subconsciously shivered all over her body, and then her eyes were wide open, and she couldn’t help but touch Jiang Xuecheng’s cheek with her hands.
This man is so beautiful, with sharp and neat eyebrows, straight nose, and clear lines of lips that are cool and thin, showing a bit of ruthlessness, while his slightly raised phoenix eyes are particularly stunning, and they cannot pick up any flaws.
How could a person who was given like this by the Creator be judged to be a dead baby when he was a child?
“Don’t you believe it, Wanwan?”
Jiang Xuecheng looked down at Su Wan’s expression, and found a deep disbelief in those apricot eyes.
Looking at it by such indifferent and empty eyes, SuWan’s heart was suffocated and he quickly grabbed Jiang Xuecheng’s hand.
This man’s hands were not as cold as his eyes, and with the warmth of a human, it restored Su Wan’s original blank mind to think.
Su Wan pursed her lips and quickly began to explain: “I just think it sounds incredible.”
She never believed in the strange power and chaos, nor had she experienced such fantasy things, but none of them were the most important.
“Xuecheng, but now you sit in front of me, that’s enough.”
Su Wan held his hands tightly, countless tenderness flashed through Jiang Xuecheng’s cold eyebrows and eyes, and then he returned to calm and continued to state the past.