Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 975 Fu Shao's favorite (20)

"I like Jiaojiao very much, I love her very much, I hope you can let me go, and yourself too, and stop pestering her."

"Because, no matter what you do, no matter how much trouble you make, I only have Jiao Jiao in my heart."

"It's impossible for me and you!" Yang Xi firmly said.

Hearing this, An Wan smiled: "I'm curious, where did your inflated self-confidence come from?"

"Who said I like you?"

"Have I ever confessed to you face to face?"

"Or did I write you a love letter?"

"Or have I sent you some confession text messages like WeChat or QQ?"

Yang Xi: "..." Not really.

"Yang Xi, I'm very glad that you didn't like me."

"In addition, I also solemnly express my feelings for you."

"Anwan, I will never fall in love with such an incompetent man like you in this life."

Hearing this, Yang Xijun's face turned pale.

Seeing that Yang Xi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, An Wan directly waved at him in disgust.

"Okay, you can go now."

"If you continue to pester me endlessly, your Jiaojiao will be so sad that she will be unconscious again in a while."

Yang Xi: "..."

An Jiao: "..."

Yang Xi took a deep look at An Wan, pursed his thin lips, and turned around without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he actually saw An Jiao standing not far away, watching him and An Wan's "harmonious conversation" with a complicated expression.

The faint look of injury made Yang Xi's heart tremble violently.

Yang Xi strode forward and explained eagerly: "Jiaojiao, I just made it clear to her and told her not to pester me anymore."

Hearing this, An Jiao pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly, revealing a pale and feeble smile.

Her gaze passed Yang Xi and landed on An Wan.

Their eyes met, An Wan looked at her with a smile, while An Jiao took a deep look at her, his eyes changing constantly.

Seeing that An Jiao finally stopped pretending, An Wan finally felt that she looked a lot more pleasing to the eye, and she no longer deserved a beating.

An Wan just had this idea, but the next second, An Jiao started pretending again...

"Sister, mom is unconscious, do you want to go to the hospital with us?" An Jiao asked An Wan cautiously.

An Wan: "..."

An Wan couldn't bear it anymore and rolled her eyes at An Jiao, then turned around and went upstairs without looking back.

Seeing this scene, An Jiao's face was hurt.

Yang Xi gently embraced her in his arms, and patted her on the back gently.

"Jiaojiao, don't be sad, you still have me, and uncles and aunts."

"Thank you, Brother Yang."

While talking, An Jiao snuggled into Yang Xi's arms, and Bai Yang Xi hugged her and left the villa, got into the car and headed towards the hospital.

Upstairs, An Wan stood in front of the huge French windows and watched the annoying pair go away with a look of disgust.

After Yang Xi's BMW car completely disappeared from her eyes, An Wan turned around and went to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and took out a notebook buried deep in her memory...

This is her old diary.

Recorded every bit of her in the past 18 years, as well as all the negative energy emotions.

The ones that appear most often in the notebook are An's father, An's mother and An Jiao... followed by Yang Xi.

Yang Xi, An's family doctor, the son of Dr. Yang.

A boy who broke into her life suddenly and brought many smiles and happiness to her once...

Yang Xi, the boy who was loved by her once on the tip of her heart.

(End of this chapter)