I Want To Move In Next Door-Chapter 140: Uncle and Nephew Kill Together (2)_1
"Oh, oh, oh, when is your birthday?" Han Zhijinโs voice echoed inside the private room again. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ซ๐ฃ๐ธ๐ซ๐ฎ๐.๐๐๐ถ
Xia Wanโan knew that Han Zhijin was asking because he wanted to reciprocate for the birthday gift he received. Before Ai Jiang could answer, she stretched out her hand and pushed open the door: "Itโs getting late. Shall we call it a night?"
"Sounds good." Han Zhijin immediately put away his phone.
"Han Zhijin, where are you going back to, your apartment?" Ai Jiang also started packing her bag and putting on her jacket.
Hearing this, Xia Wanโan, who was applying hand cream, suddenly noticed another trick of Ai Jiang.
No wonder she deliberately sidestepped Song Youman. Song Youman and Han Zhijin lived in the same community. If Song Youman was around, Han Zhijin would surely drive her back. But Han Zhijinโs car was a sports car with only two seats, so Ai Jiang would have to take a taxi or subway. If Song Youman was not present, she could hitch a ride with Han Zhijin and get some alone time...
Have to say, Ai Jiang was really calculating; she had every detail worked out. If it werenโt for He Che, Xia Wanโan would never have suspected Ai Jiang.
As Han Zhijinโs young aunt, Xia Wanโan felt the need to be responsible. She couldnโt let her own nephew be led astray, so she spoke before Han Zhijin could: "Wonโt he go back to the old house today? He told me yesterday that he was planning to visit his mother..."
"Oh, I see. Well, wait for me, Iโll call a cab."
Xia Wanโan clearly saw the flicker of disappointment in Ai Jiangโs eyes as she looked down at her phone.
When they left the restaurant, the taxi Ai Jiang had summoned was waiting at the side of the road.
The whole time she was getting in, Han Zhijin was on his phone, presumably texting someone. She called Han Zhijinโs name and said "goodbye" only after he put his phone away. She waited for him to wave at her before finally closing the car door and leaving.
After Ai Jiangโs car pulled out, Han Zhijin immediately turned to Xia Wanโan with a serious expression: "Auntie, why did you say Iโm returning to the old house today? I never mentioned that to you. Be honest, is there some conflict between you and Ai Jiang?"
"Hmm...I wouldnโt go as far to say we have any conflicts, itโs just that I now understand her better." Xia Wanโan replied candidly.
"Okay, then. Iโll keep my distance from her in the future."
"Huh? Arenโt you going to ask me why?" Xia Wanโan was amused by Han Zhijin.
"Why should I ask? I have nothing to do with her. I was only courteous because of you and Youman..." Han Zhijin said, and pointed at the Han Corporationโs office not far away: "Letโs go, auntie, itโs getting late. Iโll drive you home first."
"Okay, thank you, dear nephew."
Han Zhijin: "...."
The two of them chatted and entered the underground parking lot of the Han Corporation.
Han Zhijin took out his car keys and pressed a button. Only after seeing the lights of the car parked not too far away turn on did he walk with Xia Wanโan towards it.
When they reached Han Zhijinโs flashy yellow sports car, he first opened the passenger door. After Xia Wanโan got in, he closed the door and then went around to the driverโs side.
Accompanied by the resounding "vroom" sound, the sports car headed for the parking lot exit.
Neither Xia Wanโan nor Han Zhijin noticed that someone in the parking lot had witnessed their entire interaction.
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