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3"Good!" Shuibao twisted his body from side to side, his face full of joy.

Teng Yiyang's heart was suddenly satisfied because of Shuibao's affirmation.

This feeling was even more fulfilling than making a list.

Ji An'an watched him close the door and get into the driver's seat. He was still the same person, but somehow he felt different.

With Shuibao as a treasure, they had nothing to talk about along the way.

He pointed out of the window from time to time to ask Teng Yiyang. As a local authority, Teng Yiyang was very cooperative and did not have anything to say.

Teng Yiyang stopped the car in front of a restaurant, and after sending the two off, he gave the car to the waiter to park it. Teng Yiyang stopped in front of a restaurant, and then handed the car to the waiter to park it.

He found Ji An'an unusually silent tonight, so he had been trying to coax her into speaking.

She lifted her eyelids and replied perfunctorily.

He still wanted to say something, but Shuibao pulled his arm and pointed at the puppet at the door. Shuibao was extremely surprised, so he couldn't care less about her.

Ji An'an only spoke coldly when Shuibao was allowed to play in the children's area with his mother's permission while they were waiting for the dishes to be served.

"I don't understand your actions today. Tell me, what are you thinking about?"

He knew Ji An'an.

As expected of having grown up together, nothing in his heart could not be hidden from her eyes.

It was just that he could not tell the truth, otherwise his plan would be ruined.

"You're thinking too much." Teng Yiyang took the wine on the table and poured a glass for her. He smiled and said, "I'm from the 82nd year, try it."

She frowned. "I'll drink."

"I can't drink while driving, so why don't you give me a try? It's already driven, so don't waste it."

He always had reason to persuade others to compromise.

Ji An'an looked at the glass of wine in his hand and was extremely unwilling. His half-coaxed, half-coaxed attitude really annoyed her.

She remembered that she had liked his domineering and doting look before, but now she felt that she couldn't bear to see it.

This was very similar to the way the two of them had interacted at that time.

When you like a person, no matter how bad it is or how bad it is, it is still good in your eyes.

If you hate a person, no matter how good she is, she is bad in his eyes.

However, they were all missing now.

Ji An'an shook the wine glass in her hand as she watched the red wine swaying about. Under the light of the lamp, it reflected an intoxicating light before she slowly opened her mouth to speak.

"Yiyang, this will be the last time we meet in private. From now on, I hope that our lives do not disturb each other."

Teng Yiyang stared at her with his dark and deep eyes, "Why? After seeing other men and women breaking up, and being able to be friends, why do you want to draw a clear line between us? "

Ji An'an chuckled. However, her words were like ice water, chilling to the heart.

"Being able to remain friends after breaking up means that the two of them still have some feelings for each other, but we are different. We no longer have any feelings for each other, not to mention —"

She gave him a cold look. "Do you think I'd want to see you again after what happened?"

These words were like a knife that stabbed at his heart without the slightest hesitation when held within her palm.

Seeing his sudden change in expression, Ji An'an smiled slightly. "You can't take it anymore. Compared to what you were back then, you're already a minor Elite."

She leaned back in her chair and leisurely toasted him with the glass in one hand, then drank it down in one gulp.

Teng Yiyang held the cup tightly. Seeing that she was unperturbed and no longer bothered with him, he suddenly understood what it meant to eat the fruit he planted himself.

When he thought back to the words he had blurted out back then, he really wanted to swallow them back down.

"An An, I …"

At this moment, the waiter came over with some dishes, interrupting his words.

Shuibao also ran over, "Do you want to eat now?"

Ji An'an picked him up and sat him down. She opened the chopsticks and handed them to him. "Yes, so you have to sit still and eat."

The person who spoke with a gentle and soft voice was completely different from the person who spoke with thorns just now.

This was her previously docile and quiet appearance in front of him.

But now that the tables were turned, she left the softest side to Shuibao and turned the armor with thorns towards him.

Remembering his grandfather's exhortation to him, he now felt that he had become an altruist.

All of this was the result of his own efforts.

The rest of the time, it was basically Teng Yiyang and Shuibao who were talking. Ji An'an only talked when it was necessary, but the rest of the time she just sat there quietly and ate the food in her plate.

This was the first time Teng Yiyang ate at the same table as Shuibao, so Teng Yiyang had been stuffing food into his mouth the whole time.

Shuibao didn't refuse any of them, and he even ate the most annoying green peppers and carrots with great pleasure.

Ji An'an shook her head internally. Indeed, this was a society that looked at faces.

A good-looking person would always enjoy incense wherever he went.

Actually, if she didn't expose the relationship between Shuibao and Teng Yiyang, she could still accept the fact that the two of them were having lunch together.

But this should be the first and last time, she made Shuibao appear in front of Teng Yiyang.

It wasn't that Teng Yiyang didn't want to talk to her, but no matter what he said, she would be able to end the conversation within one sentence.

After he got himself into trouble, he put all his attention onto Shuibao.

For some reason, the more he looked at Shuibao, the more he felt that he was his son.

For example, the way they held their chopsticks, the habit of eating, and the small movements were all basically the same.

This meal lasted for nearly an hour.

Shuibao ran to the children's park on the side and played for half an hour before he finally sent the mother and son home.

When they reached the entrance to the neighborhood, Teng Yiyang opened the car door for her. He went around to the other side and opened the car door, preparing to carry the sleeping Shuibao out. However, his other hands were faster than his own.

Teng Yiyang closed the car door and stood in front of her, extending his hand to help, "Although Shuibao is still small, but he still has some weight. I'll help you send him back."

Ji An'an stepped to the side and avoided his hand. "No need. Thank you for the hospitality tonight. It's getting late. You can go back now."

Teng Yiyang retracted his hand that was frozen in mid-air, and put it into his pocket unnaturally, "You reject me that much?"

"It's not rejection, it's maintaining a proper distance." Her eyes were calm.

Teng Yiyang smiled bitterly, "What's the difference?" Forget it, you can go back now.

Ji An'an didn't say anything else and just turned around and left.

Teng Yiyang's heart felt empty as he watched the petite figure slowly walk into the neighborhood.

Only when he could no longer see did he reluctantly withdraw his gaze and take out a package from his shirt collar.

It was filled with Shuibao's hair.

He took this from Shuibao when he was taking Shuibao to the bathroom.

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