Zhao Xiyue was accusing Mu Yan, expressing her anger, while Mu Yan had nurous questions in her heart, even a sense of panic.
Just like the question she just asked, does Jiang Jingheng like Zhao Xiyue?
She t him too late, his past was like a blank sheet of paper to her.
If Zhao Xiyue had ties with him before, what should she do?
In fact, Mu Yan’s question, "Does he like you?" left Zhao Xiyue utterly embarrassed.
The last ti he went to the "Pure Consort" crew to visit, she mistakenly thought he was there to see her and was smug about it.
Also, at the last award ceremony in Dragon City, she also thought he ca for her, but he didn’t.
Even on her birthday night, he unexpectedly arrived, and she thought it was a surprise for her, but who would have thought, the surprise belonged to soone else.
From start to finish, she was performing a solo act nad love, entertaining the public, and hurting herself.
She was full of dissatisfaction and naturally wouldn’t let her rival enjoy things.
She looked at Mu Yan and sneered, "You ask if he likes ? Could it be he likes you?"
Mu Yan saw her expression and knew Jiang Jingheng didn’t like her, feeling a genuine sense of relief.
Not only because it proved Jiang Jingheng’s innocence, but also because she felt this was a turning point in her relationship with Zhao Xiyue.
She looked at Zhao Xiyue and said seriously, "I believe he likes ."
Zhao Xiyue found it amusing, "Likes you? What does he like about you? Young and beautiful, good figure, or..."
She glanced up and down at Mu Yan with disdain, "Or good skills in bed? But you even seduced his cousin, how could he even want you?"
Mu Yan’s face looked a bit unpleasant, "Xiyue, I hope you can calm down, this matter..."
"I’m calr now than ever!" Zhao Xiyue interrupted her, grabbing a glass of water and taking a sip.
Mu Yan explained, "Between him and , it’s not as bad as you imagine. I like him, and he likes . As for you and him... I didn’t know you liked him."
Otherwise, she would never have hidden it from her.
With a "splash," Zhao Xiyue extended the glass forward, splashing water all over Mu Yan’s face, soaking a large area of her chest.
She placed the glass heavily back on the table, stood up, and looked down at Mu Yan with contempt, "What do you amount to? What qualifies you to flaunt your so-called love in front of ? You want to be with him? No way, I won’t let you have your way."
She grabbed her bag and walked towards the door.
Mu Yan didn’t try to stop her, sitting there with water droplets falling one by one from her hair, her mind a tangled ss.
Such a lodramatic thing happened to her.
Soon, a burst of murmurs arose around, ntioning her and Zhao Xiyue’s nas, but she had no ti to pay attention.
Who knows how long it took, but her phone rang.
She picked it up and saw it was Jiang Jingheng calling.
If it were before, she would definitely answer it imdiately, but now...
She silenced the phone, pretending not to hear it.
This matter had nothing to do with him, she didn’t want to take it out on him, now, she just wanted to calm down.
Shengyuan Group, President’s Office.
After Jiang Jingheng finished his work, he called Mu Yan several tis, but no one answered.
He stared at the phone for a while and made another call.
"Where’s Mu Yan?"
"Mm."
Jiang Jingheng spoke calmly, "Stay with her well."
He hung up the phone and continued with his work.
Now was not the ti for him to show up, for now, let her have so peace.
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