Ning Ze was currently trying to make ands, so he was eager to show off.
He stood up and said to Mu Yan, "Hello, goddess, I’m Ning Ze, Brother Jiang’s little brother. My admiration for you is like a continuous flowing river. If you ever need anything, just say the word, and I will do my best to accomplish it, no matter what."
Just the fact that she could sit beside Brother Jiang made him admire her imnsely.
Mu Yan paused for a mont. Not ntioning her status, he seed older than her; she didn’t dare to accept this ’little brother.’
As Ning Ze sat down, Lu Hao said, "Hello, I’m Lu Hao, Jing Heng’s childhood friend."
"Hello!" Mu Yan nodded slightly.
Lan Xi scrutinized Mu Yan for a mont and then said with a smile, "I’m Lan Xi."
Aside from a na, there weren’t any more words.
"I’m Dong Le, just like Ning Ze, I’m Brother Jiang’s little brother."
Mu Yan nodded to each in greeting.
Finally, her gaze landed on the man with the gold-rimd glasses. He smiled and said, "Hello, I’m Jing Heng’s friend, and also his senior, my na is Xu Yachong, English na Jackson, I’m a psychologist."
Upon hearing his profession, Mu Yan’s eyelids twitched, and she nodded slightly, "Hello."
She looked at everyone and said, "I’m Mu Yan, an actress, nice to et you all."
After Jiang Jingheng heard her, he said, "Let’s eat."
Everyone couldn’t help but look at Jiang Jingheng, so in the end, he still didn’t explain what his relationship with Mu Yan was.
Did this an it was just for fun and not necessary to explain?
Ning Ze looked at the table full of dishes either with a lot of chili or soy sauce and couldn’t help saying, "Damn, who ordered these dishes today?"
Jiang Jingheng looked up and glanced at him, "You have a problem?"
"No," Ning Ze instinctively shook his head.
He rembered that Brother Jiang liked to eat bland food.
Jiang Jingheng picked up the public chopsticks, took a piece of salmon, dipped it in soy sauce, and placed it in Mu Yan’s bowl.
Mu Yan was just about to refuse when there was a "bang" sound, as if soone’s chopsticks had hit a bowl.
Everyone’s gaze instantly fell on Dong Le.
Dong Le quickly picked up his chopsticks with an awkward expression, "Slipped, slipped."
He lowered his head, looking as if he’d seen a ghost.
Was the person sitting opposite him really Brother Jiang? This attentive and considerate behavior gave him goosebumps.
He’d rather believe that the food was poisoned, and Brother Jiang was trying to poison!
No, Brother Jiang wouldn’t do such a low-class thing.
But serving a woman food, that seed even less classy, right?
Ning Ze also noticed that scene and leaned over to Dong Le’s ear to ask, "Does my Brother Jiang have a twin brother, and the kind with a completely opposite personality?"
Dong Le rarely agreed, "Maybe, I’ll look into it later."
Ning Ze rolled his eyes at him, idiot, Brother Jiang is the youngest son of the Jiang Family.
Lu Hao swirled the wine glass in his hand, scrutinizing Mu Yan with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
However, Xu Yachong appeared calm, eating his al leisurely.
The remaining Song Cheng’an was not bothered by it, thinking finally there was soone else eating the ’dog food’ with him.
Jiang Jingheng withdrew his gaze and continued to place food into Mu Yan’s bowl, suddenly feeling a tug on his shirt sleeve.
He turned to look at her, only to see her wide eyes staring angrily at him.
He raised an eyebrow slightly, is she angry?
In fact, Mu Yan was indeed a bit angry.
This was completely different from what was agreed.
Didn’t he realize that his current actions seed very ambiguous? What if others misunderstood?
In fact, everyone who could misunderstand had already done so.
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