Mu Yan V: First ti singing, hope you all like it //@C TV Station V: The voice of dreams is here, stay tuned for the next episode. [Video]
After sharing, she couldn’t help but check the comnts below.
Chrysanthemums Blooming: Out of these ten people, I think Mu Yan sang the best, should have gotten five votes, what a pity...
Depression Is A State: Zhou Lifen is just trash, saying she voted against to encourage, who doesn’t know her little sche.
On The Way: What did our Feifei do to you guys, soone like Mu Yan, so ungrateful, only deserves a no vote, okay.
Crazy: Caught a brain-dead one upstairs, co quickly police officer.
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Mu Yan was about to scroll down for more comnts when a call ca in. It was Jiang Jingheng.
Mu Yan answered, "Hello."
"You’re up?" his deep voice ca through.
The sound of wind blew through the phone; he was probably calling from outside.
"Hmm." Mu Yan responded, then asked, "Are you outside?"
"On the balcony," he answered.
Mu Yan was silent; his family probably didn’t know about her existence, so he had to be careful when calling her.
"Have you had breakfast?" he asked again.
"Yes, I have."
"I haven’t eaten yet."
Mu Yan was taken aback, "Are you coming back to eat?"
"No, I’ll have breakfast here at the big house," Jiang Jingheng replied.
Mu Yan thought of what Yu Ma had said earlier, hesitated, and asked, "Is your brother okay?"
"He’s your brother too," Jiang Jingheng chuckled softly, "Don’t worry, he’s fine."
Mu Yan didn’t take his first sentence to heart, just said, "That’s good."
"I won’t be back until tonight, what do you plan to do during the day?" Jiang Jingheng asked again.
"I plan to go to the hospital to keep Mu Chen company."
The person on the other end of the line was silent for a mont before saying, "I’ll have Song Cheng’an pick you up."
"No need, it’s too much trouble for Brother Song," Mu Yan hurriedly said.
How could she let Song Cheng’an, a big agent, act as her driver?
"Be good, don’t make worry," Jiang Jingheng’s tone was slightly stern.
Mu Yan’s eyelids twitched, and a strange feeling arose in her heart.
She pressed her lips together and replied, "Okay."
"I’ll hang up now, call if anything cos up."
"Hmm."
Jiang Jingheng stood on the balcony, made another call to Song Cheng’an to explain, then turned around and walked into the house.
A man lay on the large bed, his facial features very similar to Jiang Jingheng’s, just a little pale.
When Jiang Jingheng ca in, his eyes landed on him.
He smiled, "You say she’s not your girlfriend, but I heard it all."
Jiang Jingheng remained silent and walked over.
Jiang Wenhao smiled slightly, "You just said you want to bring her to et , when?"
"Soti later."
"Okay, I’ll be waiting," Jiang Wenhao said, suddenly covering his mouth to cough.
Jiang Jingheng quickly walked over, ready to help him up and pat his back, but Jiang Wenhao pushed him away.
"I’m fine."
He looked down at his own legs, which felt nothing, and smiled, "Even though I can’t walk, don’t treat like a useless person."
A dark light flashed through Jiang Jingheng’s light brown eyes as he withdrew his hand.
At Jinxiu Villa, Mu Yan had just finished breakfast not long before Song Cheng’an arrived.
In the car, Song Cheng’an looked at Mu Yan through the rearview mirror and said, "Even when I managed Xiang Lanqiu back then, I didn’t act as her driver. It’s such a waste of my rare good weekend."
Mu Yan quickly said, "I’m sorry, Brother Song, sorry for the trouble."
"No trouble, your husband gave a sky-high contract fee, being a driver is worth it," Song Cheng’an said with a smile.
Mu Yan felt a bit embarrassed, not knowing how to respond, she lowered her head and continued browsing Weibo.
Song Cheng’an suddenly said, "Ning Ze’s Weibo post should be up by now, go check, initially it was supposed to be posted last night, but the kid got drunk and just woke up."
Mu Yan’s eyes lit up, it was posted already?
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