After returning to the villa, Mu Yan went to take a shower.
Jiang Jingheng saw her enter the bedroom, took his phone, and went to the balcony to make a call.
Before long, the call was answered on the other side.
"Old Jiang, what’s up?"
"I don’t care how much crap you have outside, just don’t let these things get to Mu Yan’s ears."
"Uh, no, Old Jiang, what crap are you talking about?"
"What were you doing with Zhao Jia Min tonight? Do I need to spell it out for you?" Jiang Jingheng’s face was stern, and his voice was clearly displeased.
"Don’t worry about this, I know what I’m doing."
"You think I want to ddle in your crap? I just don’t want Mu Yan to think I’ve got unreliable friends and misunderstand ."
"Alright, alright, I got it. But how did Mu Yan know about and Zhao Jia Min?"
"She’s gotten very close to Lan Xi lately. They both know everything you and Zhao Jia Min did tonight." ntioning this, Jiang Jingheng was already fuming inside.
Mu Yan is as pure as a blank canvas; he was willing to give everything, even his whole life, to add color to it, but he absolutely wouldn’t allow others to taint it.
"No way..." Lu Hao felt a bit guilty.
"If you don’t like Lan Xi, you should talk to her clearly as soon as possible."
"Hey, Old Jiang, are you kidding ? You know what the situation is between and Lan Xi..."
Suddenly, Mu Yan’s voice ca from the bathroom.
"Jing Heng, I forgot to take my pajamas."
Jiang Jingheng glanced in that direction and said calmly, "I’ll hang up now."
He hung up the phone, tossed it onto the sofa, and walked to the wardrobe, where his gaze fell on the pajamas lying on the bed.
He picked them up and brought them to the bathroom.
"I’m coming in."
After he said that, he opened the door and saw Mu Yan covering her body with a towel, looking at him shyly.
"Just put it on the rack," she said softly.
Steam swirled in the bathroom, turning her originally fair skin into a cute pink, while the hair hanging by her ears dripped with water, making her look like a lotus erging from water.
Jiang Jingheng looked at her, his light brown eyes deepening a bit.
Mu Yan felt uncomfortable under his gaze and whispered, "You should go out."
Jiang Jingheng snapped out of it, looked away, placed the pajamas on the rack, and turned to leave.
If he stayed any longer, he was really afraid he couldn’t help himself.
As soon as he left, Mu Yan let out a sigh of relief.
Even though they were married and she had accepted their relationship, though she really, really liked him, she couldn’t keep up with the actions. It was, after all, her first ti liking soone, and there were many things she couldn’t accept imdiately.
Especially after watching that show with Lan Xi tonight, she felt utterly disgusted inside and even developed so aversion to that kind of thing between n and won.
Luckily, Jiang Jingheng never forced her.
Thinking about his kindness towards her, the irritation that arose from Lu Hao and Zhao Jia Min dissipated quite a bit.
After her shower, Mu Yan ca out to see Jiang Jingheng sitting on the sofa, with a laptop on his lap.
His fingers were flying across the keyboard, the crisp sound echoing in the room.
He looked intently at the computer screen, serious and focused, his handso face seemingly wrapped in a halo of charm.
She asked, "Are you still working this late?"
He seldom handled work at this hour; it was already quite late.
Jiang Jingheng looked up and saw her walking this way, closed the laptop, tossed it onto the sofa, and got up to say, "Just finishing up so work, it’s already done."
In truth, none of this work was urgent, but he couldn’t think of any other way to distract himself.
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