Chapter 22: Shall We Talk?

Faced with Lin Xinxin's accusation, Jiang Yan didn't know how to defend at all.

There are many things that really have nothing to do with him, but he can't get rid of them.

And his silence is undoubtedly a default in Lin Xinxin's eyes.

She lowered her eyes and turned around silently, "Jiang Yan, your future wife is Xue Wenqi, why do you want me to keep this child?" ”

With that, she ran into the room and locked the door.

"Lin Xinxin, what nonsense are you talking about, open the door!"

Jiang Yan didn't expect Lin Xinxin to be so ruthless to him, and he couldn't even tolerate his children.

He was stunned at first, and when he chased after him, he couldn't catch up.

"Jiang Yan, why bother when you knew today? This is all your retribution, you still hope that Xue Wenqi can save his stomach. ”

Lin Xinxin leaned her back against the door, listening to the roar of Jiang Yan outside the door and the violent vibration of the door panel.

couldn't help biting his lower lip, forcing himself to make this ruthless decision.

"If you push me again, I'll jump out of the window right now."

"Don't mess around."

Sure enough, Jiang Yan stopped moving, and he didn't know what to say to defuse the current atmosphere.

The two of them fell silent again.

Lin Xinxin knew that Jiang Yan already knew about Qiao Youlin's existence.

Soon it will be known what is going on between them, and their time is running out.

But this kid ......

Lin Xinxin's trembling hand stroked her lower abdomen, and she really couldn't make this decision.

Lin Xinxin closed the door and didn't come out, so Jiang Yan simply locked the door.

She couldn't go out, and she couldn't contact Qiao Youlin.

"No, I'll have to figure it out."

Lin Xinxin was a little anxious, the day when Qiao Youlin left was approaching, if he couldn't leave, then he couldn't be fully prepared.

Jiang Yan hadn't asked himself until now, could it be that he hadn't found out about his plan and Qiao Youlin's plan?

Lin Xinxin didn't believe it, the more silent he was, the more difficult things were.

Jiang Yan and Xue Wenqi's engagement day is approaching, and she can't sit still and waste time like this.

After thinking about this matter, Lin Xinxin stopped arguing with Jiang Yan.

But he went home less and less often, and finally got a call from him saying that he was coming back for dinner.

Lin Xinxin was busy preparing for it.

When everything was ready, she sat on the edge of the bed and waited for Jiang Yan to arrive.

The climate in Ningcheng in July is changeable, and in a blink of an eye, the clear and cloudless sky just now was covered with dark clouds, and the rain fell in a moment.

Crackling into the room, she sat indifferently.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

When Jiang Yan entered the door, he saw Lin Xinxin sitting on a chair like a dummy.

The clothes were already half wet by the rain.

"You're back."

She stood up as if nothing had happened, "The meal is ready, it's time to eat." ”

"Xinxin, shall we talk?"

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired from staying at home all day, you don't have to worry about me, I'm tired of preparing for the ceremony lately, right?" Lin Xinxin took a bowl of soup and handed it to Jiang Yan. "I deliberately made chicken soup, you can drink some."

"You ......"

Jiang Yan felt that something was very wrong, but he couldn't say it. "If you're bored at home, I'll ask someone to go out for you tomorrow."

"No, you don't." Lin Xinxin shook her head.

"Not going out?" Jiang Yan was a little surprised, he thought that Lin Xinxin's recent obedience was all to be able to regain his freedom.

"What does it matter if you can't get out? I can't escape anything after all, I just hope you don't always leave me alone at home. After all, if I'm in a bad mood, it's not good for my children. ”

Saying that, Lin Xinxin lowered her head and stroked her stomach.