A late-night snack nearly stuffed Mu Yan, it must be said, Yu Ma’s cooking is just too good.
She placed the used napkin on the table, stood up, and said to Jiang Jingheng, "Young Master Jiang, I’m done eating, I’ll go up first."
"You should change that form of address." Jiang Jingheng frowned, "Have you ever seen a wife address her husband so distantly?"
Mu Yan instinctively asked, "Then what should I call you?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Jingheng looked at her, his peach blossom eyes slightly raised at the corners, full of amusent.
Mu Yan, "..."
Jing Heng?
She felt goosebumps rising.
Jiang Jingheng glanced at her, seeing the weariness between her brows and eyes, got up and walked toward the stairs.
"Let’s rest first today."
Mu Yan nodded and followed him to the stairway.
In fact, she was now so sleepy, she wanted to lie in bed and sleep for an eternity.
On the second floor, she walked straight toward her bedroom, when suddenly a shadow lood over, blocking her way.
She instinctively stepped back several steps, looking at the man in front of her with a face full of vigilance.
Jiang Jingheng seed surprised by her reaction, with a slight curve on his lips, "So afraid of ?"
Mu Yan pursed her lips, wasn’t it his movents that were too scary?
Jiang Jingheng saw her unhappy expression and changed the subject, "Don’t you have anything to ask ?"
Mu Yan glanced at him, not understanding what he ant by this.
Jiang Jingheng continued, "That Zhou Lili or Zhou Feifei, do you have a grudge with her?"
With a puff, Mu Yan couldn’t hold back her laughter.
If Zhou Lifen knew that Jiang Jingheng didn’t even rember her na, she’d probably be so angry she’d spit blood.
The national goddess isn’t invincible, is she?
"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Jingheng asked.
Though he felt mocked, he was not angry.
After all, nothing pleased him more than seeing her smile, even if he had to sacrifice himself a bit for it.
Mu Yan concealed her laughter, "Nothing, it’s just that my relationship with her isn’t good, but don’t worry, I won’t interfere with your personal life. If you really like her, go pursue her. I think she’s quite interested in you. But be careful, she likes your money more than you."
"Why do I sll a hint of jealousy?" Jiang Jingheng’s smile deepened as he moved closer to Mu Yan, chuckling, "Could it be you’re jealous?"
Mu Yan, "..."
Narcissism is a disease that needs treatnt.
She took a step back and said seriously, "I’m just reminding you from a collaborator’s perspective, and of course, more for myself too. I don’t want her to get what she wants."
"It seems your grudge with her runs deep." Jiang Jingheng mused, "I can help you deal with her."
Mu Yan gave him a dubious look, "You’re willing?"
"Have you gotten sothing wrong?" Jiang Jingheng chuckled lightly.
"What do you an?" Mu Yan was even more puzzled.
"Do I, Jiang Jingheng, seem like a man who would cheat after marriage?" Jiang Jingheng explained.
Mu Yan, "..."
Saying it so confidently, co ti to eat your words, don’t say your face hurts.
For soone like him, a rich second generation, if he didn’t have ten girlfriends, he must have had eight, she believed she had a long way to go in these two years.
Seeing her indifferent expression, Jiang Jingheng furrowed his brows and asked, "So, do you want my help?"
Mu Yan shook her head, "No need, it’s between and her."
In fact, she felt that Jiang Jingheng had promised her enough, she had no reason to let him help deal with her enemies too.
She didn’t like owing others, it was a sin not to take it lightly.
After a mont of silence, she looked at Jiang Jingheng, still sowhat unbelieving as she asked, "You really have nothing to do with Zhou Lifen?"
Jiang Jingheng, "..."
Just how unreliable did he seem!
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