Mrs. Zhao placed the soup on the table, looking at her daughter’s gloomy face, her brows slightly furrowed, "What’s wrong with you again?"
Zhao Xiyue didn’t answer, she pressed on, "Mom, when exactly will the news of my engagent with Jingheng be announced?"
Mrs. Zhao shook her head, "I’m not sure either, it should be soon, logically speaking."
She looked at her daughter and said earnestly, "This kind of thing should definitely be initiated by the man, otherwise wouldn’t it seem like you’re being too forward?"
Zhao Xiyue laughed at herself, even if she was, he might not even care for her.
Mrs. Zhao knew her daughter was attached to Jiang Jingheng and didn’t want to speak too harshly.
She instructed, "Drink the soup while it’s hot, I’ll bring up lunch for you in a bit."
Zhao Xiyue didn’t say anything, she turned her head to look out the window, her mind full of images of Mu Yan and Jiang Jingheng holding hands tightly in the photos.
Mrs. Zhao sighed inwardly, closed the door, and went out.
The more Zhao Xiyue thought, the more uncomfortable she felt.
Finally, she picked up the phone and called Yin Manqing.
"Auntie, when will the news of my engagent with Jingheng be released?"
"I know he’s very busy."
"Okay, thank you, Auntie, I’m not in a hurry."
Zhao Xiyue hung up the phone, feeling completely cold inside.
Yin Manqing said they would announce the engagent when Jiang Jingheng had so free ti, which was just an excuse.
It was very likely that he was suppressing the news of the engagent, not wanting it to be released.
He could even do romantic things like accompanying Mu Yan to watch a movie late at night, so what couldn’t he do?
Zhao Xiyue’s hand tightly gripped the phone, her face twisted with rage.
Why, why did they treat her like this!
In the villa, after finishing her conversation with Qin Xi, Mu Yan called Lin Jiamu.
Unfortunately, Lin Jiamu was busy and couldn’t answer.
About half an hour later, he called back.
His first question was, "So, you really have a boyfriend now?"
Mu Yan didn’t plan to hide it further, "Yes."
"Alright, when I finish my concert, let’s invite him out for a al."
"Sure," Mu Yan agreed, "He’s always free, just depends on your schedule."
"Okay, I still have to rehearse here, talk to you later."
"Sure." Mu Yan had just finished speaking when the call was hung up on the other side.
She glanced at her phone, so busy, huh.
She initially thought Lin Jiamu would be shocked knowing this news, even ask a lot of questions, but he didn’t.
Is this the calm before the storm?
In Shencheng City, outside the recording studio, Lin Jiamu hung up the phone, leaned against the bench, closed his eyes, his brows deeply furrowed.
Xie Feng hadn’t seen him for quite a while and ca out to look for him.
Seeing Lin Jiamu sitting outside, he approached and said, "Why are you here? They’re waiting for you inside for rehearsal."
"Can you give half a day off?" Lin Jiamu’s mouth slightly opened, his voice low.
Xie Feng didn’t catch it, asked, "What did you say?"
Lin Jiamu looked at him, his gaze deep, "I want to rest, now, imdiately, right away!"
Xie Feng’s heart sank a bit, what’s going on?
He hesitated and said, "But the concert is the day after tomorrow, and the dance is not ready yet..."
His gaze swept past his bloodshot eyes, rembering the news from this morning, he changed his tone, "Alright, take half a day off today."
"Thanks." Lin Jiamu got up, took his phone, and walked outside.
Xie Feng watched his back, sighed, if you like soone, you should tell them early.
Now it’s too late, they already have a boyfriend, nothing more to do with you.
Getting old, he couldn’t understand young people these days anymore.
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