Mu Yan looked at Yin Manqing’s arrogant and disdainful deanor, and for a mont, she was at a loss for words.
She was acutely aware that Jiang Jingheng’s mother did not like her.
She also guessed that the appearance of Jiang Jingheng’s mother here today was not a coincidence.
This sudden eting made her feel very uneasy.
No matter whether the other party liked her or not, she was Jiang Jingheng’s mother, soone she had to respect.
Mu Yan said, "Auntie, please have a seat. I’ll get you a cup of tea."
All she could do now was to be polite and considerate, not hoping to leave a good impression on her mother-in-law, but at least trying not to leave a bad one.
"No need, I’ll just say a few words and leave," Yin Manqing said coldly.
Mu Yan looked at her, "Then please sit."
She walked slowly towards the living room, watching Yin Manqing sit down, and stood not far from her.
Yin Manqing sat on the sofa, crossed her legs, looked at Mu Yan, and coldly asked, "How long have you been with him?"
Mu Yan pursed her lips and said, "We’ve been together for more than a year."
Yin Manqing sneered, "That’s quite a long ti."
Earlier, she thought he was just casually fooling around with a woman, and she didn’t care. Which man isn’t like that? It would be strange if none were.
Who would have thought he had other intentions?
She looked at Mu Yan, "I heard he rejected marrying the Zhao Family’s daughter because of you."
Mu Yan’s heart skipped a beat. It seed she was here to demand an explanation.
This question was hard to answer.
Or rather, no matter how she answered, she wouldn’t be satisfied.
At that mont, the landline in the living room rang, breaking the silence.
Mu Yan looked at Yin Manqing and said, "I’ll answer the phone first."
"It must be my son knowing I ca, afraid I’ll bully you, so he’s calling back," Yin Manqing said with a half-smile.
Mu Yan didn’t respond, walked over, picked up the receiver, and sure enough, it was Jiang Jingheng.
Jiang Jingheng was walking outside the company, making the call.
As soon as the call connected, he asked, "Are you up?"
"Mm."
"Did anyone co to the house today?"
"Mm."
"I’ll be back soon, don’t be afraid."
"Okay."
Jiang Jingheng hung up the phone and imdiately went to get the car to return to the villa.
Mu Yan put the receiver back in place, looked at Yin Manqing, and was about to speak when Yin Manqing’s phone rang.
Yin Manqing glanced at her phone and suddenly laughed.
"Today I really owe it to you, otherwise, I probably wouldn’t get a call from him in my lifeti."
Mu Yan’s eyelids twitched, unsure if she was serious or just being sarcastic.
Yin Manqing answered the phone, sneering, "What, afraid I’ll bully your precious sweetheart?"
"Then let ask you first, was it your idea or Xiyue’s idea for the Zhao Family to call off the marriage?"
"You really are my good son, I’m working my fingers to the bone for you in front, and you’re pulling the rug out from under . Don’t you know the significance of your marriage alliance with the Zhao Family?"
Not knowing what was said on the other end, Yin Manqing angrily hung up. She looked at Mu Yan and said coldly, "I don’t care what promises he has made to you, but as long as I’m here, don’t think of entering the Jiang Family."
Mu Yan didn’t respond. Arguing with her at this ti was not a wise move.
"Let get you a glass of water," she said, heading straight to the kitchen.
She could feel a cold gaze fixed on her back, making her hair stand on end.
Only when she reached the kitchen did this feeling disappear, and she let out a sigh of relief.
Call her cowardly or timid as you will, at this mont she desperately hoped Jiang Jingheng would co back soon.
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