Mu Yan felt a bit dazed.
She and Jiang Jingheng were already married, how could he possibly be engaged to soone else.
She didn’t think it was Jiang Jingheng’s issue; it must be the parents from both families’ idea.
Ning Shishen saw her solemn expression and comforted her, saying, "Jing Heng is not an irresponsible person. He just hasn’t found the right opportunity to explain it to you yet."
Mu Yan ca back to her senses and smiled at him, "I know, he must be afraid I’ll worry, that’s why he hasn’t told ."
Ning Shishen was montarily stunned, staring at her pure smile, unsure of what to say.
At a ti like this, shouldn’t a normal person be in a panic, maybe even suspicious of the other party?
Does she trust Jiang Jingheng that much?
By comparison, he seed like a petty person trying to break them apart.
For a while, neither spoke, each preoccupied with their thoughts.
The dishes were quickly served, but Mu Yan didn’t eat much.
Ning Shishen, realizing the previous topic was a bit heavy, changed the subject.
"Last ti you said your hand was injured; I know many doctors who might be able to help you."
Mu Yan instinctively glanced at her left hand and said, "Thank you, but there’s no need."
Ning Shishen noticed her gaze and asked, "Are you left-handed?"
"Yes." Mu Yan nodded, "But my right hand is just as dexterous as my left, except for drawing."
Ning Shishen then understood why her drawing seed so awkward last ti; it turned out to be her non-dominant hand.
Recalling her previous designs, his expression shifted as he tentatively asked, "Is Miss Mu also skilled at drawing sunflowers?"
Mu Yan’s eyes flickered; could he be suspecting that she is Nuanyang?
To avoid trouble, she denied it, "Just okay."
Ning Shishen felt like he was obsessed; was he really suspecting her just because she was left-handed, the sa age, and slightly resembled her?
If she really was, how could she not recognize him?
He might be crazy, linking her to her to find an excuse for liking her.
Ning Shishen changed the topic, "Miss Mu, please eat more."
"Thank you, Mr. Ning."
Ning Shishen felt a bit helpless, "We’ve known each other for so long, let’s drop the formalities and just call by na."
Mu Yan hesitated a little; calling him by his na seed difficult for her.
"I am older, so you can call Brother Ning."
Mu Yan found this acceptable; after all, Jiang Jingheng also called him brother.
She called out, "Alright, Brother Ning."
Ning Shishen’s eyes showed a bit of amusent, happy that the distance between them had closed a bit more.
After eating, Ning Shishen offered to take Mu Yan back, but she declined.
He didn’t force it, advising, "If Jing Heng bullies you, feel free to tell ."
"Thank you, he won’t," Mu Yan said firmly.
Ning Shishen was montarily speechless; how much affection must it take to trust so unconditionally?
But now the marriage alliance between the Jiang and Zhao Families was a sure thing; wasn’t she worried at all?
Forget it, talking too much about this wouldn’t be good.
Mu Yan bid farewell to Ning Shishen and took a cab to the hospital.
On the way, Jiang Jingheng called asking if she had returned.
She didn’t ask him about the Jiang and Zhao Families’ marriage alliance.
At a ti like this, he must also be troubled, right? She shouldn’t add to his worries but trust him!
At the hospital entrance, Mu Yan got out of the car and headed straight for the main entrance. Just a few steps in, a man around thirty suddenly rushed out and blocked her path.
She was startled, took a few steps back, and looked on guard.
The man looked at her with a half-smile, "Yanyan, you really made wait!"
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