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nJiang Yuning dropped his head, not saying anything.

nHis brain was filled with Nian Xi’s angry face.

n“Uncle Han, will Xixi… leave me?” He had known her for a long time, but it was the first time she had ever got angry at him. He couldn’t accept that.

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n“Don’t be over-thinking. “Uncle Han sighed. Before, he didn’t want Jiang Yuning to fall into a relationship, because he knew the boy could get hurt very easily. He was way too fragile and sensitive. “It’s normal for couples to fight,” said Uncle Han.

n“But many couples fought and then broke up.” Jiang Yuning couldn’t imagine breaking up with Nian Xi.

nHe liked kissing her, feeling her fingers against his chest, holding her. He also wanted her to take advantage of him. And, oh that naughty, wicked smile on her face. It was delicious!

n“Ms. Nian isn’t angry because the robot ruined her kitchen. She’s angry because she believes Ms. He wants to hurt her, but you chose to stand on Ms. He’s side. “Uncle Han bent over, explaining carefully, “Now, you need to figure out why the robot went out of control instead of staying here being worried.”

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n“I wasn’t helping her,” said Jiang Yuning in a muffled voice. “That’s crazy. How can Xinxin possibly be fond of me?”

n“How do you know she’s not fond of you?” Uncle Han asked him gently, “I think Ms. He has been especially nice to you. Maybe she does like you.”

n“You think she did this on purpose too?” Jiang Yuning paused briefly with surprise.

n“I don’t know.” Uncle Han understood how difficult Jiang Yuning’s situation was. He would feel the same. “I won’t blame anyone until I’ve found the evidence. Maybe she’s innocent, or maybe she’s guilty.”

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nJiang Yuning carefully pondered Uncle Han’s words, then finally figured something out. He nodded and said, “Let’s clean the apartment and go home.”

n“Aren’t we waiting for Ms. Nian?” asked Uncle Han.

n“I need to find out what’s wrong with the robot. Before that, she’d only get angrier if she saw me here.” Jiang Yuning sighed.

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nAfter dinner, Nian Xi and Murong Cheng spent some time in a shopping mall.

nMurong Cheng received a call from Luosang.

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n“Junting is fine. He only has a slight contusion on his chest. He needs to rest for a few days,” Luosang said.

n“It’s all my fault.” Jiang Xi was still upset. Her phone buzzed at that moment. She took it out and saw Jiang Yuning’s message that the apartment was clean and that he had taken the robot back for a check-up.

nFor some reason, Nian Xi felt even unhappier.

nWhat did he mean? She got scared but wasn’t staying to keep her company. Instead, he went back to examine the robot first. She also knew that she wouldn’t be happy to go back to hear him explain for that Xinxin.

n“It’s done, isn’t it? Let’s head back then.” Murong Cheng guessed it was Jiang Yuning who sent the message.

n“I don’t want to go back home,” Nian Xi murmured. “I’ll go to your place for the night.”

n“I’m fine with it.” Murong Cheng looked at the upset daughter of hers, sighed, and said, “Don’t overthink that. As an outsider, I think you might be wrong. You said that the girl wants to hurt you. Can you prove it? You said she likes Jiang Yuning, but what makes you think so? Have you ever met her?”

nNian Xi didn’t know how to answer those questions. But still, she wasn’t willing to admit that her mother was right. She pouted slightly and said, “I’m a policewoman. I can make a judgment based on my keen hunch.”

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n“Bullsh*t,” Murong Cheng snorted. “Police solve cases with evidence. That’s common sense. How shameless are you to call yourself a policewoman without even knowing about that?”

n“Call it woman’s intuition, then.” Nian Xi turned down the corners of her mouth.

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