I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 172: Don’t Call Me Nephew (2)_1

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Don’t Call Me Nephew (2)_1

You have to say, Ai Jiang really is meticulous!

By making use of Gao Lin in this way, even if things blow up one day, all she has to do is cancel her phone number, leaving Gao Lin with only the three-word phrase "Song Youman", giving her no grounds to find her.

Even when Gao Lin makes a scene, causing everyone in the Han Family corporation to know about it, it would only be "Song Youman", not "Ai Jiang".

Xia Wan’an’s eyes turned somewhat cold.

Unblinkingly staring at the character "Man" on the courier box for some time, she finally tossed the tissues and box together into the garbage bin, then opened the door, peeked out to make sure no one was present, and then quietly left.

Returning to the design department, Xiaochen immediately approached her a upon seeing her return, "Wanan, you left in such a rush earlier, where did you go?"

"Nowhere." As Xia Wan’an distractedly responded to Xiaochen, she took a seat at her desk.

"You scared me, I thought something had happened to you, Wanan?"

It took a few calls from Xiaochen before Xia Wan’an reacted.

"It’s nothing," Xia Wan’an shook her head, fearing further questioning from Xiaochen, she forced a smile: "...I was feeling a little unwell, so I went to the washroom."

With a few "oh, oh" sounds, Xiaochen returned to her work.

Xia Wan’an stared at her computer screen which had gone into black screen mode for a while before pressing a key and entering her password to begin her work.

...

Clubhouse.

It wasn’t until the evening that Xia Chen’an woke up groggily from his dream.

Opening his eyes, he watched the setting sun’s afterglow outside the window, his mind somewhat dazed.

After a while, he finally rubbed his aching head, grabbed his phone, and checked the time.

Thinking he had read the time wrong, he turned off the screen, then unlocked it again, only to realize he hadn’t, and then sat up abruptly.

Last night he was clearly planning to pick up his beloved baby, how could he have overslept till the next evening?

Did anyone pick up his beloved baby? Could she be so angry that she doesn’t want to deal with him any more?

As Xia Chen’an thought about this, he hastily grabbed his phone, planning to call Xia Wan’an to apologize, but as soon as he found her number, he froze as if he’d been hit by a spell.

One second, two seconds, three seconds....

With a careless "Damn," he shouted, "Han Jingnian, f*** your uncle!"

Just as his words fell, the door was pushed open, and Han Jingnian, dressed in a black suit, walked in: "Sorry to disappoint you, but I don’t have an uncle."

"No uncle, then f***~you!"

Han Jingnian gave Xia Chen’an a glance, a conspicuous look of disgust between his brows and eyes: "I’m not interested in you."

"I’ll come force you!" yelled Xia Chen’an as he jumped off his bed and charged at Han Jingnian, "Have you no humanity, even resorting to drugging me?"

"I don’t care, you have to answer for it today! Otherwise, I’ll go find my..."

Before Xia Chen’an could say "baby", Han Jingnian pulled out a check from his pocket, scribbled a few strokes on the paper, and passed it to Xia Chen’an: "Is this enough?"

"Just like this, you want to get rid of me?"

"Add another zero to the back..." As Han Jingnian spoke, he added a zero: "...from now on you are not allowed to call her baby."