Jiang Siyan watched her departing figure, shaking his head with a mix of helplessness and indulgence.
Soon, Jiang Jiu came over with two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine, placing them on the coffee table. The two of them clinked glasses while sitting on the sofa.
Jiang Jiu took a sip and leaned her head on Jiang Siyan's chest, "By the way, Ah Yan, are you worried about Xiao Wenjing?"
"It will be over soon, don't worry."
Jiang Jiu looked at him, "Really?"
"Yeah."
The man's expression was indifferent, without a trace of deceit.
No, Jiang Siyan naturally hides his emotions well. If Bai Bai hadn't told her, Jiang Jiu wouldn't have known about the many things Jiang Siyan had been going through lately.
Seeing Jiang Jiu's hesitant look, Jiang Siyan finally spoke, "Xiao Wenjing is Jiang Yongyuan's son. He's done so many things just to get hold of something about me from you. After all, you're my person, and he can only successfully approach me through you."
