Wen Xinnuan looked away and didn't bother to talk to him. This man was very good at finding ways to find opportunities and would never stop talking to him.

Ji Ziang reached out and picked up the half piece she had just left, put it to his lips and tasted it slowly.

“It tastes good.”

"..."

"What you have eaten is particularly delicious."

Wen Xinnuan finally couldn't hold it back and shouted loudly: "Ji Zi'ang, are you a pervert?"

He refused to eat so many snacks and insisted on taking the ones she had eaten, for fear that she would not know.

Ji Ziang just likes to make her talk and doesn't like her treating him like air.

He ate half of the snack slowly and enjoyed it, and sat down next to her, looking like he was enjoying it.

Wen Xinnuan immediately stood up to leave...

"You want to call your son, do you want me to help you?" Ji Ziang said appropriately.

Wen Xinnuan's feet were successfully nailed in place.

She really missed her son. She had been at Leng's house for more than a month and was completely indifferent to her son. She called Bill many times, but he completely ignored her.

"I have his recent paintings here, which were mailed to me. Do you want to see them?"

Wen Xinnuan was very surprised. Bill ignored her, but was he willing to mail the painting to Ji Ziang?

"If you want to talk to him on the phone, I can talk to him..." Ji Ziang said flatteringly.

Wen Xinnuan turned around and glared at him: "Ji Zi'ang, did you say bad things about me to him!?"

"How come?"

"Otherwise, why would he suddenly ignore me? He is willing to talk to you on the phone, but he refuses to talk to me!?"

Ji Ziang squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Because caring is not something you think of occasionally, it is a habit that is as indispensable as breathing every day. It has been a few days since you returned to China before you thought of your son and wanted to call him. At this time, he was already here

I’m angry because you left without saying goodbye.”

Wen Xinnuan froze on the spot...

"I give him a regular phone call and three text messages every day. Sometimes he may not answer my calls, but he will definitely see my caring text messages."

"You can only do this kind of superficial work!" Although Wen Xinnuan said this, she felt extremely guilty in her heart, "I...actually sent him a text message."

Just not as often as three times a day.

She thought Bill was afraid of her quarrel because of his personality, so he deliberately didn't bother her. It wasn't that she couldn't bear to spare some time to care for her son.

Ji Ziang slowly ate the pastry and patted the crumbs in his hand: "I tried my best to say good things to you, my heart is warm... I always say good things about you."

She doesn't believe it——

"But Bill is a big kid after all. He has the ability to think independently and distinguish right from wrong."

"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm bad? It's not like you deliberately trying to please your children with some purpose... I don't believe you would love other people's children so carefully that you would care for them every day!"

Hearing this, Ji Zi laughed loudly: "Yes, I did have a purpose to please him."

"You finally admitted it!"

"Isn't my purpose just to love you too much? To maintain our family, let him grow up in a more stable environment, and let him accept me... I am a stepfather. My identity means that I only need to do something bad.

, he will resent me. And you have the same blood as him. Even if he is angry with you today, he will be able to forgive you another day." Ji Ziang's eyes darkened, "I don't even have a chance to make a mistake."
Chapter completed!