Little Raccoon Dog sneered. "Didn't you sleep with Jiang Xiaoran?"
Xu Chen immediately said, "I really didn't. I lied to Jiang Wencong."
Little Raccoon Dog gave an "oh" and said nothing.
Yet the delight in her eyes grew by another measure.
She couldn't make sense of this feeling.
Worrying herself sick over a man.
Sometimes she got angry for no reason; other times, she was incredibly happy.
It was so annoying.
At this moment, Xu Chen chatted with Little Raccoon Dog.
At the same time, he watched the scene within the circle he had drawn.
In an instant, Xu Chen saw that Jiang Wencong had already arrived outside Jiang Xiaoran's residence.
Jiang Wencong did not knock. He merely waited outside from afar and called out to Jiang Xiaoran.
Very soon, he saw that Jiang Xiaoran had heard him and emerged coldly.
Yes, coldly.
This was the kind of relationship father and daughter now had.
Although Jiang Wencong had once valued Jiang Xiaoran highly, that was because he had thought she was a man.
Of course, he had merely mistaken her for a man, but now he knew she was not.
Naturally, Jiang Wencong would no longer value her as highly.
Even so, Jiang Wencong knew this much.
Rather than angering his daughter, who stood at the Immortal Emperor Sixth Heaven, it was better to apologize. At least then, he could earn some goodwill.
Then he might also gain the approval of Xu Chen behind Jiang Xiaoran, and at the very least, avoid being killed.
Thus, Jiang Wencong, whose life was under threat, had thought everything through.
It was impossible for him to act arrogantly now.
Instead, under such circumstances, admitting his mistake was the best choice—the only choice.
However, when he saw Jiang Xiaoran, he still felt somewhat awkward.