Jiang Nanxi was extremely speechless towards Jiang Xiaomei, but she was Jiang Song's only daughter and her own sister, so it was impossible for her to really ignore her.

Therefore, she asked Qiu Xiaolei to accompany her back and asked her to wait patiently for a few days.

After seeing off the two people, Jiang Nanxi went to Song Xian's home.

Although Song Xian is not a second-generation rich man, he is still the kind of owner who is not short of money. He had a headache because his parents were urging him to get married, so he moved out of his home and lived in a duplex apartment by himself.

He also brought Jiang Xiaolang here.

When Jiang Nanxi arrived, one parent and one child were playing games on the sofa in full swing.

Jiang Nanxi was speechless and didn't know who led whom among these two people!

When the two people saw Jiang Nanxi, they both threw away their mobile phones and rushed towards Jiang Nanxi.

Jiang Nanxi gave her son a big hug and asked, "Are you still used to being here?"

Jiang Xiaolang smiled and said, "Mommy, you don't have to worry about me, I'm fine."

Song Xian opened his arms, looked at Jiang Nanxi, and said with a smile: "Won't you give me a grateful hug?"

Jiang Nanxi smiled and said: "Do you want to feel like me?"

Song Xian retracted his arms and put them in his trouser pockets, "Forget it, I like that you owe me. Maybe if you owe me, I will give you my life!"

After hearing this so many times, Jiang Nanxi no longer felt any confusion in her heart.

She smiled and said, "How about I cook for you to return the favor?"

Song Xian smiled: "No problem, I'm going to have a barbecue on the balcony at night."

So the three of them worked together to skewer the mutton and chicken wings that Song Xian had marinated, and put a lot of vegetables on them.

Song Xian's house is larger than Jiang Nanxi's house and has two kitchens.

One is for regular cooking, and the other is on the balcony with a smart table.

The tabletop is made of tempered glass and can be used as a table for eating. If you want to barbecue, just press a button and the tabletop will split and shrink from the middle, revealing an electric grill underneath.

Jiang Nanxi couldn't help but exclaimed: "This table is amazing."

Song Xian smiled and said, "There are many more functions. I'll show them to you next time you come!"

Jiang Nanxi smiled: "My son is here, I must come here often!"

Jiang Xiaolang gave Song Xian a sympathetic look.

He also admired the courage of this cheap dad. He was rejected time and time again, but he didn't know how to restrain himself. He didn't feel embarrassed! Alas, fortunately, he still had his godson to comfort him.

Song Xian was in charge of the barbecue, while Jiang Nanxi and Jiang Xiaolang ate around the table.

Song Xian also played music, which made it feel very enjoyable.

Song Xian was grilling meat, smiling from ear to ear as he looked at the mother and son who looked satisfied. This was the scene he had been looking forward to most for many years, and it came true today.

Although there is still a bit of a gap between reality and ideals, it is always good to be content with what you have!

After eating and drinking, it was already dark, Jiang Nanxi stood up and said goodbye.

She thanked Song Xian again: "Xiao Lang has been troublesome for you these days!"

Song Xian was not happy anymore: "My son, I am willing!"

Jiang Nanxi smiled, hugged Jiang Xiaolang, refused Song Xian to send her off, and left alone.

She took a taxi and returned home. The house was deserted, which made her feel empty. She couldn't help but hate a certain man!

Why is he so haunted? Why did he move across from her house?

She scratched her head irritably, changed into her pajamas, and was about to take a shower when there was a knock on the door.

She was surprised, it was so late, who could it be?

She looked out through the door mirror and saw that it was the man she had just hated.

She opened the door and asked coldly: "What do you mean by knocking on a single woman's door at night?"

Ye Beixiao looked at Jiang Nanxi inside the door and was stunned.

Jiang Nanxi wore a water-red silk pajamas with thin straps, as bright as snow, beautiful and holy, and captivating!


Chapter completed!