In the blink of an eye, it was Friday, and the third episode of "Voice of Dreams" was airing.
At the usual ti of five in the afternoon, Song Cheng’an ca to the hospital to pick up Mu Yan.
Seeing Mu Yan’s calm deanor, Song Cheng’an couldn’t help but ask, "You’re so composed, are you planning to advance to the second round again?"
Mu Yan shook her head, "I didn’t think about that, I’ll just perform to the best of my ability."
"Well said, attitude is very important no matter what you’re doing."
Looking out the window, Song Cheng’an teased, "You say you’re living in the hospital every day, and Jing Heng doesn’t have any complaints?"
Mu Yan’s brow furrowed slightly. Ever since she didn’t see him when she returned to the villa last ti, she hadn’t gone back.
And he hadn’t called to ask either.
It seed like his suggestion for her to go back every few days was just an offhand remark, without any real concern.
"What are you spacing out for? Could it be that you two have so conflict?" Song Cheng’an asked.
Mu Yan snapped back to reality and shook her head, "No."
What kind of conflict could she have with him?
However, she suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable in her heart.
Song Cheng’an didn’t ask further, after all, it’s a matter between a married couple.
When they arrived at C Channel, Mu Yan got out of the car and saw Luo Yao.
Luo Yao was walking over with a bag.
"Brother Song, Mu Yan, you’re here."
"Yeah, sorry to keep you waiting." Mu Yan nodded slightly.
Luo Yao lived nearby, so she asked her to co over on her own.
Song Cheng’an walked over and asked, "Did you bring everything?"
"Don’t worry, I’ve got it all." Luo Yao said with a smile.
Her gaze suddenly fell on Mu Yan’s feet, "Mu Yan, why are you wearing those ugly shoes again?"
Mu Yan looked at her sneakers, brow furrowing slightly, are they really that ugly?
She actually thought they were fine!
"Your taste might need so professional improvent." Song Cheng’an chid in.
Mu Yan was a bit speechless. Due to certain emotions she couldn’t express, she said, "Then you might as well improve your brother’s taste too."
"Huh?" Song Cheng’an said in confusion.
Mu Yan spread her hands, "I also think these shoes are ugly, but every ti I go out, he tells to wear them and even praises them."
Luo Yao pouted and said, "Is it a cri to be single? Can you not show off in front of us?"
Mu Yan, "..."
Did she say sothing?
Luo Yao continued, "Young Master Jiang’s taste is indeed questionable, can’t he send you better-looking shoes?"
Mu Yan couldn’t understand Luo Yao’s logic.
She laughed, "He didn’t give these."
"Huh?" Now it was Luo Yao’s turn to be puzzled.
Mu Yan explained, "These were given by a kind person, but I don’t know who."
If soone hadn’t given her these shoes that night, her feet would probably have been worn to the point of bleeding.
"Young Master Jiang’s heart is really too big, praising shoes given by soone else? What if it was a guy, wouldn’t he be jealous?" Luo Yao expressed her confusion.
Mu Yan, "..."
Even if a guy gave them, why should he be jealous?
They weren’t in that kind of relationship, but of course, she couldn’t say that.
Seeing the two chatting away, Song Cheng’an couldn’t help but say, "Alright, let’s go in, stop standing here."
"Okay." Mu Yan nodded.
But Luo Yao wouldn’t let it go, following Mu Yan and muttering, "I think soone like Young Master Jiang wouldn’t have bad taste. Although these shoes cost over a thousand, they’re not worth his praise."
Mu Yan thought her words made a lot of sense.
Luo Yao continued, "I bet these shoes were given by Young Master Jiang, and he’s the kind person."
Mu Yan chuckled, "Impossible..."
But before she finished speaking, she suddenly thought of sothing, and her expression changed slightly.
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