World Six. Stepmotherâs son(08)
Xue Xue entered a very ordinary office that was about the size of her cloakroom.
The man looked up when he heard the movement.
It was a face that was somewhat similar to Jiang Anyangâs but more upright and three-dimensional. Unlike Jiang Anyang, who always had a touch of tenderness at the end of his eyes, Jiang Ping Yangâs overall facial features were cold and hard, and the pair of gold-rimmed, thin-framed glasses gave people a sense of imperceptible detachment.
In all honesty, Jiang Pingyang was more outstanding and charming than Jiang Anyang. However, to girls who are not familair with the world and to women who are eager to be loved, Jiang Anyang is obviously the more attractive man.
Seeing an unfamiliar young woman entering his office, the manâs brows immediately wrinkled.
Xue Xue felt that she had dressed up for nothing today.
Seeing Jiang Pingyangâs appearance gave her the feeling that this man was unromantic.
But it doesnât matter, the future is long.
Jiang Pingyang, who didnât know that his impression had been reduced in Xue Xueâs heart, saw that Xue Xue didnât answer and just stared at him. Jiang Pingyang felt weird in his heart, but his mouth was still rude.
The voice came out hard, like a brick falling.
Xue Xue blinked innocently.
âIf you donât say anything, Iâll let the guards up.â
Jiang Pingyang said, he actually really picked up the receiver and started to make a call.
Xue Xue quickly stepped forward and held his hand.
In an instant, Jiang Pingyangâs body trembled and his old face flushed. Although he tried his best to maintain a calm expression, Xue Xue still noticed this slight change.
It turns out this is still an innocent virgin?
Xue Xue suddenly had a calculation in her heart.
âThen you canât call a guard.â Xue Xue said seriously, looking at Jiang Pingyangâs pair of deep black eyes hidden behind the lenses. âIâm here to talk to you about something serious. You will definitely regret calling the guards up.â
Hearing this, Jiang Pingyangâs eyes flashed with vigilance.
Xue Xue knew that he didnât believe her, but it didnât matter.
âI wonât waste a lot of your time, give me half an hour, and I will explain all the purpose of my visit.â Under Jiang Pingyangâs oppressive eyes, Xue Xue did not flinch at all, but said clearly every word. âTrust me, you wonât regret it.â
Jiang Pingyang looked at her quietly.
The woman in front of him has a very young and beautiful face, her smooth skin is fair and firm, with barely visible pores, but for Jiang Pingyang, what attractted him the most was not her skin, but her conversation in a few short sentences. The coherence shown in it was clear and unhurried.
It is a kind of confidence that makes people feel comfortable.
Neither humble nor arrogant, but high-spirited.
Jiang Pingyang, who was used to being in the laboratory, appreciated this kind of personality, so his body has already responded one step ahead of his consciousness.
The moment the man nodded his head, Xue Xueâs face blossomed into a smile more dazzling than the sunlight outside the window.
âDid you say you are⊠Xue Mi?â
âYour father is Xue Wangui?â
Xue Xue looked at the other side nervously, frowning, unable to see the real mood on his face.
She felt that she was taking this step too hastily. Originally, she just wanted to tell Jiang Pingyang that she had a sum of money in hand that could be loaned to their company at a low interest rate to help tide over the difficulties, but Jiang Pingyang began to make a thorough study of her background.
Xue Xue felt that this reaction was normal. After all, how can a big pie fall from the sky for nothing? Itâs always good to be cautious.
But she was worried that her identity might make Jiang Pingyang wary.
Although from Xue Miâs memory, Ding Rou had almost no contact with her ex-husband Jiang Huaide and her eldest son Jiang Pingyang since she took Jiang Anyang to marry Xue Wangui, as if Jiang Anyang was her only child.
But she couldnât understand Jiang Pingyangâs mind.
âIf you donât explain clearly, how can I trust you?â Seeing Xue Xueâs hesitation, Jiang Pingyangâs voice was light. âWhatâs more, this is not a small amount of money, and if something goes wrong when you bring in funds that you canât identify the source of, wonât I be the one to harm everyone?â
This sentence made Xue Xue make a decision.
The target was Jiang Pingyang, and sooner or later he would have to know her identity, and there was no big difference between sooner and later.
Concealment is taboo among people, especially when it is closely related to each otherâs money.
With such a mindset, Xue Xue opened up and confessed to Jiang Pingyang.
Her heart held a bit of hope. Judging from Jiang Pingyangâs reaction, Xue Xue believed that he must know that Xue Wangui was the object of Ding Rouâs remarriage, and as Xue Wanguiâs only daughter, Xue Xue had no idea how she would be treated.
It was rare for her to feel this uneasy, because the initiative was not in her own hands.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The silence was excruciating.
Xue Xue decided to break the ice by opening her mouth first.
âDid Ding Rou send you here?â
Jiang Pingyang looked up at her.
Although the manâs tone was flat and straightforward, as if asking an ordinary question, Xue Xue still felt a tension between his clasped hands and his slightly raised eyebrows.
Even if he tried his best to hide it.
She knew what answer Jiang Pingyang wanted to hear.
The problem was that there was a big gap between well-intentioned deception and truth, and Xue Xue didnât feel that she needed to make up.
So after thinking about it, she answered truthfully.
âNo.â Xue Xueâs eyelashes fluttered. âIt wasnât Aunt Ding who asked me to come, but I wanted to come.â