Jiang Jingheng’s gaze lingered on Zhao Xiyue for a second before shifting away.
He gave a barely noticeable nod and headed upstairs.
"Jing Heng, where are you going?" a female voice called out.
It was a wealthy lady sitting next to Zhao Xiyue. She had fair skin, well-maintained, looking only in her thirties.
Most importantly, she looked very similar to Jiang Jingheng, especially those peach blossom eyes.
Jiang Jingheng ignored her and continued walking upstairs.
"Jing Heng is really sothing, Xiyue ca to see him, yet he shows no gratitude," a nearby lady comnted.
Yin Manqing’s eyes flashed with a trace of displeasure, but only for a mont.
She turned to Zhao Xiyue and smiled, "He just got back from abroad, probably too tired, don’t mind him."
"It’s okay." Zhao Xiyue smiled.
She looked towards the second floor, a trace of disappointnt flashing in her eyes.
He was still as indifferent as before.
Yin Manqing asked, "Xiyue, you ntioned eting Jing Heng at the film set last ti. What happened?"
"Jing Heng has invested in that drama and ca to inspect. That’s how we t." Zhao Xiyue smiled.
Yin Manqing’s smile deepened, "Investing in dramas? Our Jing Heng isn’t that idle. Could his intentions lie elsewhere?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiyue felt her face heat up.
In fact, she also thought the sa.
But Jing Heng always treated her indifferently, and she dared not overthink.
Upstairs, Jiang Jingheng changed clothes and went to Jiang Wenhao’s room.
Jiang Wenhao lay on the bed, his face showing an unhealthy pallor.
Looking at the person who sat next to him, he asked, "Weren’t you supposed to co back in a few days?"
"There was an urgent matter to handle, how are you?"
Jiang Wenhao sized him up, knowing his brother was always ticulous about work matters.
For him to rush back, it must an this issue was even more important than work.
"I’m good, I heard Xiyue ca. Why aren’t you downstairs talking to her?"
"Why should I keep her company?" Jiang Jingheng frowned.
Jiang Wenhao knew that his brother was always blunt with those he didn’t care about, so Xiyue really had no chance.
He asked, "How are things with your girlfriend lately?"
"Pretty good."
ntioning Mu Yan brought a softer expression in Jiang Jingheng’s eyes.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Wenhao clearly knew he was deeply in love.
This made him even more curious about that girl.
Zhao Xiyue didn’t stay long before leaving, and then Yin Manqing approached.
She gazed at Jiang Jingheng reproachfully, "Xiyue rarely visits, why didn’t you go downstairs to keep her company? There aren’t many girls from good backgrounds with such manners; you should cherish her."
Jiang Jingheng didn’t even glance at her, instead he returned to his room and shut the door.
"Jiang Jingheng, what is this attitude, open the door for !" Yin Manqing’s exasperated voice ca from outside.
A fierce glint flashed in Jiang Jingheng’s eyes as he grabbed the lamp on the table and smashed it against the door.
With a "bang," the lamp shattered to pieces on the floor.
The noise outside stopped instantly, followed by retreating footsteps.
At lunch, soone asked, "Jing Heng, I heard you argued with your mom and even broke sothing? That’s unacceptable!"
"What are you talking about, it was just an accident, right, Jing Heng?" Yin Manqing quickly said, casting a look at Jiang Jingheng.
Jiang Jingheng’s eyes remained cold; he didn’t even look at her, simply holding his wine glass and drinking on his own.
This made Yin Manqing’s explanation rather powerless.
"Manqing, speak to the kids properly, Jing Heng is grown up now, he has his own ideas. I never say anything about our Yu Tai."
Yin Manqing sneered, no wonder your Yu Tai turned out the way he did.
She glared fiercely at Jiang Jingheng; this child was always opposing her, making them a laughingstock for the second branch!
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