The thought of that kiss made Jiang Xun's ears burn. All he wanted now was to hide from Fu Yanli, as far away as possible.
If he had the ability, he would have put on his strawberry hair clip and flattened that old pervert with three consecutive whirlwind kicks long ago.
But he couldn't beat him.
Jiang Xun cursed inwardly. He had thought Fu Yanli might still have a little morality and conscience left, that if he got engaged to Chu Xingye, the man might give up.
But the reality was... Fu Yanli was determined to be the other man, and judging by his attitude, he was quite happy about it.
If you want to be a homewrecker and interfere in someone else's relationship, don't drag me into being one too.
Jiang Xun held his breath and lightened his footsteps, cautiously making his way toward the front door, trying hard not to attract Fu Yanli's attention.
You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me...
"Xiao Xun."
That deep, husky voice carried traces of warmth and patience.
But to Jiang Xun's ears, it sounded anything but pleasant.
His heart lurched, and his steps stopped. He put on a very fake smile. "Yes? What is it, Maternal Uncle?"
Fu Yanli set down his coffee cup and rose unhurriedly. "I'll walk you downstairs."
Three minutes later, downstairs outside the apartment building.
Jiang Huaijin leaned against the car with one hand in his pocket, glancing down at his watch to keep track of the time.
When he looked up, he saw Jiang Xun rushing out of the ground-floor lobby with a backpack clutched in his arms, as though a dog were chasing him.
In no time, Jiang Xun had hurried over to Jiang Huaijin.
Without even saying hello, he opened