Chapter 760 Rupture ([-])

The nanny hesitated for a moment before replying: "Mister asked the old lady to go upstairs to his study. It seems that he has something to say to her."

Chen Xin nodded and walked upstairs without saying a word.

In the corridor, there is a thick carpet, which eliminates all footsteps.

Chen Xin quietly walked to Jiang Feiran's study, and put his ear to the closed door.

Although the building and decoration materials of the home are made of good materials, and the sound insulation effect is also very good, it is not a special place such as a recording room. As long as the volume is not deliberately lowered, the sound will still spread outside.

At this time, Jiang Feiran did not lower the volume, he did not know that someone was eavesdropping.

The nannies and helpers at home would definitely not dare to eavesdrop. He didn't know that Chen Xin had followed him back.

In the study, Jiang Feiran sat on the chair behind the large desk, and in front of him was the thermos.

"Mom, during this period of time, for the sake of my body and Xinxin's, you have been making soup for us. I am very grateful." Jiang Feiran said first.

Although he said that he felt grateful in his heart, there was no such emotion in his tone. On the contrary, his emotions and expressions all showed that he didn't actually think so in his heart—even if he did think so before, but Not anymore.

Zheng Xianglan looked at the thermos bucket on the desk, and then heard that he talked about soup as soon as he came up, and felt even more flustered.

In the final analysis, Zheng Xianglan has always been courageous, tampering with Jiang Feiran's soup is almost the most daring thing she can do.

She has always kept some luck in her heart, but now, these lucks are almost broken by Jiang Feiran's words.

Zheng Xianglan was suddenly a little embarrassed.

She lowered her eyes slightly, shifted her gaze, and said somewhat unnaturally: "You are my son-in-law, Xinxin is my daughter, I should treat you well, you don't have to be polite to me."

Jiang Feiran continued: "You like to put some Chinese herbal medicines in these soups. I actually wanted to tell you a long time ago that Xinxin is pregnant now, so it is not suitable to drink these soups. I have a suggestion. Otherwise, you can use it in the future. Don't bring us soup. Do you think it's okay?"

Zheng Xianglan's heart was beating so fast, she felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

She thought that Jiang Feiran was going to say that there was something wrong with the soup she cooked next, and wanted to ask her why she did this, but unexpectedly, what he said was that it was not appropriate for Xinxin to drink the soup.

That's all he wanted to say?

Zheng Xianglan nodded in anxiety.

Chen Xin, who was eavesdropping outside, lowered his eyes, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Inside, Zheng Xianglan plucked up the courage to ask Jiang Feiran: "Is this what you want to say?"

Jiang Feiran nodded, "Yes, this is it."

Zheng Xianglan breathed a sigh of relief, she felt that Jiang Feiran might not have noticed that she was tampering with the soup.

"Then if you finish talking, I'll take a nap." She said again.

Jiang Feiran said "yes" lightly.

Outside the house, upon hearing these words, Chen Xin quickly left from the door of the study.

When Zheng Xianglan walked out of the study, Chen Xin had already walked up the stairs.

Chen Xin was about to go downstairs, pretending that he just came back now.

Not long after, Jiang Feiran came down from upstairs with the thermos, and was a little surprised to see Chen Xin sitting on the sofa looking out of the French windows in a trance.

He froze for a moment, then handed the thermos bucket to the nanny: "I can't finish this soup, pour it out."

(End of this chapter)

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