One Year Marriage

  The more Fan Yingxuan thought about it, the more frightened she became, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that her guess was right.

   So, she subconsciously turned around and wanted to escape, but she stopped abruptly just after taking a step.

  This is her home, where can she hide?

  So, since you can't hide, then just bite the bullet and tear your face with him if it's a big deal. Actually, there's nothing to be afraid of...

   Well, Fan Yingxuan, you have to work hard, you can definitely do it!

   Silently breathed out her breath, and Fan Yingxuan released the palm of her hand that she was holding tightly.

   bit his lip, then straightened his back, curved a shallow arc at the corner of his mouth, and walked out generously.

   Jiang Jingxiu walked to the door of the dining room and happened to meet Fan Yingxuan who came out from inside.

   She was wearing loose home clothes with an apron on her waist, looking very virtuous, and tied a ponytail on her head, revealing her almost perfect facial features, making her even more youthful and beautiful.

   It is undeniable that she is the most beautiful woman in his eyes, so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful that he wants to strangle her every minute.

   While Jiang Jingxiu was looking at Fan Yingxuan, Fan Yingxuan was also looking at him. Seeing him staring at her for a moment, his eyes seemed to devour her alive, she couldn't help but curl her lips and sneer silently.

Because of her father's presence, she didn't want him to know that she was entangled with Jiang Jingxiu, no matter how disdainful and painful her heart was, she forced herself to say in the sweetest voice: "Second brother, why are you here? Find me. What's up?"

  Jiang Jingxiu narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and he could see through her thoughts almost immediately, but he did not expose her, but responded cooperatively: "Well, there is something wrong."

  "Oh? What's the matter?"

  Fan Yingxuan pretended to be curious and asked, but her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and a trace of nervousness flashed across her eyes.

Jiang Jingxiu glanced at Fan Guoming standing beside him, and he couldn't help repeating what he just said to Fan Guoming, "You left your copy of the lyrics at the old house yesterday, I just happened to be on the way to the office today, so I will help you. Brought it."

  The handwritten lyrics book is so important to her, just treat him as a good deed and give it back to her.

   Jiang Jingxiu couldn't help thinking.

  If Fan Yingxuan knew what he was thinking at this time, he would definitely say that the child is the most important thing, and beg him to return the child to her...

  Unfortunately, Fan Yingxuan did not have the ability to read minds, but unfortunately, Jiang Jingxiu hid all his emotions too deeply.

   "What? What did you say?"

  Fan Yingxuan's eyes widened in disbelief, and when she reacted, there was a hint of alertness in Xingmu's eyes.

At this time, seeing that her father had returned to the room at an unknown time, she simply stopped acting, her face became cold, and she asked him angrily: "Jiang Jingxiu, what do you want to do? I don't believe that you would be so kind to write the lyrics. give me back!"

  Jiang Jingxiu raised his hand to support the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes flickered quietly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Do you really think so?"

  Fan Yingxuan hooked her lips and said sarcastically: "It's not that I think so, but it is the truth. People like you have good intentions, and there are no bad people in the world."

   "But today, I really came here specially to bring you the handwritten lyrics book!"

   After Jiang Jingxiu finished speaking, he opened the briefcase in front of her, and actually took out a small, old-fashioned book.

   Fan Yingxuan saw this, her pupils shrank suddenly, and immediately ran over to grab the lyrics book in his hand.

   However, she was still a step too late, because Jiang Jingxiu stretched out his arms and raised the lyric book at the moment when she rushed over.