An Ning's question made Jiang Xia's brain freeze for a moment.
'That was a good question. Why did he want to buy supplies with the An family?'
"Your family is buying a lot, and I'm just buying a little. If I don't buy enough, they won't deliver."
Jiang Xia's explanation was flawless and perfectly reasonable. An Ning accepted it calmly and even praised him, saying, "That's true, it does save money. Good thinking."
For the first time, Jiang Xia's smile felt a little awkward. It was an excuse he had just come up with on the spot.
"So, you'll handle the arrangements, and I'll provide the money, is that right?"
An Ning asked again, and Jiang Xia dazedly agreed.
As he watched An Ning's figure recede on her bicycle, a troubled expression crossed his face.
'What did I even come here for?'
Jiang Xia shook his head and even touched his own forehead suspiciously. No fever.
'I guess I really am a good guy after all.'
