Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1341 Do you believe it?

Jiang Cheng: "I'll come to see you when I'm free in a while. If you come to China, you can come to see me anytime."

The news of the big secret also attracted Jiang Cheng's attention.

Big Secret: "Wow, I didn't expect I would be included in this. Was this message sent to a group of people?"

After reading it, Jiang Cheng replied calmly, "How is that possible? How could you think of me like that? If you don't believe me, I can show you the chat history."

Anyway, she knows the big secret and won’t really want to see it.

Even if he really wants to see it, Jiang Cheng doesn't have to worry.

Just treat it as your own nonsense and laugh it off.

Anyway, there was no serious relationship between him and the big secret.

She knows better what kind of person she is.

Big Secret: "Huh, I didn't expect you to think highly of me. What do you mean by the content of the chat? I believe everything you say~~"

It’s pretty much what I thought.

Jiang Cheng didn't care whether the big secret was really believed or not.

I just sent a kiss and hug emoji.

Si Nian: "Happy New Year, I miss you a little bit~~"

Jiang Cheng: "Just a little bit. I miss you so much that I can't sleep."

Si Qing: "Did you send it to Si Nian as well?"

Jiang Cheng: "If I say I sent it to you first, would you believe me?"

Si Qing: "I believe it. Happy New Year. I want to see you."

Jiang Cheng: "If you want to see me, then go back to the Magic City as soon as possible."

Just as Jiang Cheng was busy replying to messages from various girls.

In a villa in Chengdu, An Xin was gently covering Annie with a quilt, as if she was afraid of waking up this lovely little angel.

After covering Annie with the quilt, An Xin carefully placed a red envelope under her pillow.

When she leaned over, her silk nightgown outlined her graceful waistline, and the collarbone faintly visible at the neckline looked like carefully carved white jade, glowing with a gentle luster in the warm light.

Putting the New Year's money under the child's pillow and letting her spend the New Year with it represents An Xin's deep blessing and love for Annie.

Looking at Annie's even breathing, An Xin's naturally watery almond eyes curved into crescents, and a smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of her lips.

After doing all this, An Xin touched Annie's cute pink cheek lovingly, and then walked out of the room quietly.

The door slowly closed behind her, making a slight "click" sound.

Just as the door was closed, a crisp WeChat notification sound from a mobile phone suddenly rang, breaking the tranquility of the night.

An Xin reflexively put the phone in her hand in front of her eyes.

When she saw the message on her phone screen, she was stunned.

Those autumn-watery eyes widened instantly, the thick eyelashes trembled like a frightened butterfly, and the plump lips unconsciously opened slightly.

Because that was a message sent by Jiang Cheng.

When she saw the message on her phone screen, she was stunned.

Those eyes, which were already beautiful and charming, couldn't help but open wide.

Because that was a message sent by Jiang Cheng.

Not only is there a countdown video for the Spring Festival Gala, there are even six words.

These six words struck An Xin's heart like lightning.

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the delicate hand that was originally on the door handle slowly moved to her heart, which was beating like a deer.

The undulating curves under the silk fabric revealed her disordered breathing.

"Happy New Year, I miss you..." These six simple words made An Xin a little overwhelmed.

If Jiang Cheng had just sent a simple "Happy New Year", perhaps she wouldn't have thought too much about it.

But what do the words "I miss you" really mean? Do I really miss her?

Or was it just a polite greeting? Countless thoughts flashed through An Xin's mind, and she couldn't help but start to think wildly.

Fang Yuan on the other side was also at this time.

She was leaning lazily on the leather sofa, holding a glass of red wine between her well-maintained slender fingers.

The plain face appears particularly transparent under the warm light.

Without makeup, her naturally beautiful skin is even more prominent.

Her slightly curly chestnut hair fell casually on her shoulders, and the ends of her hair swayed slightly as she shook the red wine glass.

She was originally chatting and laughing with Zhou Ying, but her face suddenly froze when she saw the message sent by Jiang Cheng.

He glanced at Zhou Ying who was looking down at her phone sweetly.

Fang Yuan immediately closed the WeChat chat.

Her slender fingers slid quickly across the screen, and the light pink pearlescent nail polish on her nails was faintly visible under the light.

Then he yawned to cover it up, stood up and said to Zhou Ying: "I'm a little sleepy, so I'm going to sleep. Don't stay up too late."

When she stood up, her silk home clothes fit her slender figure perfectly.

When she stood up, the hem of her nightgown brushed past her slender ankles.

The pearly toes are looming in the plush slippers, and the whole person is like a breathing painting of a lady.

You can't tell at all that she is a mother who already has an 18-year-old daughter.

"Okay, Mom, Happy New Year."

Staring at Zhou Ying's face that looked so much like her own, Fang Yuan seemed to see herself twenty years ago.

Zhou Ying looks almost exactly like herself when she was young.

The same plump apple cheeks, the same pink lip color.

But Zhou Ying's skin still has the fuzzy feeling unique to young girls.

Fang Yuan's skin is in perfect condition after being polished by the years. Even the area around her eyes, which is most likely to show her age, is as tight as before.

Staring at Zhou Ying's face that looked so much like her own, Fang Yuan subconsciously smoothed out the non-existent wrinkles on her home clothes.

He smiled bitterly: "Happy New Year!!"

After returning to the room, Fang Yuan did not turn on the light immediately, but walked to the dressing table in the moonlight outside the window.

Gently taking off the hairband, her long chestnut hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Hair remains shiny and smooth.

She stared at the WeChat message in front of her, her slender fingers unconsciously curling a strand of hair.

For some reason, although she felt uneasy, she couldn't deny it.

When I first saw this news, I felt a little happy.

Even she couldn't deny it.

Sometimes when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she would think of that day in Zhou Ying’s bedroom when Jiang Cheng mistook her for Zhou Ying.

Every time I think of that scene, my hands can't help but do some naughty things.

The thought made her ears heat up, and she quickly picked up a cotton pad, dipped it in expensive toner, and gently pressed it on her slightly hot cheeks.

Fang Yuan slid her hand to the left and looked at the delete button for the chat history with some confusion.

The perfectly manicured nails tapped lightly on the screen, making a slight sound.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he slid back.

Click to see the chat with Jiang Cheng.

She originally wanted to put a few question marks, but after hesitation she deleted it and changed it to "Did you send it to the wrong person?"

After typing these words, Fang Yuan felt conflicted again.

I stood up nervously and walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the cloakroom, unconsciously looking at myself in the mirror.

Fang Yuan bit her lower lip, this action made her already plump lips even more attractive, and her eyes were full of the charm unique to a mature woman.

The slender neck line, delicate collarbone and flat belly are the results of her years of yoga and strict diet management.

She didn't know what to do.

If after she sent this message, Jiang Cheng replied that he had sent it to the wrong person, would she be relieved or disappointed?

But if Jiang Cheng said that he did not make a mistake, how should she react?