Early the next morning, Mu Yan got up to pack her things; soon Song Cheng’an would co to pick her up to go to the film city.
After Jiang Jingheng finished freshening up, he helped her carry the suitcase downstairs.
They had breakfast together, and suddenly Jiang Jingheng said, "I left your birthday gift at the office. I’ll give it to you when you get back."
"I have a birthday gift?" Mu Yan smiled and said.
"Do you want to know what it is?" Jiang Jingheng asked with a smile.
"I do," Mu Yan nodded.
"But I don’t want to tell you!"
Mu Yan rolled her eyes at him, too lazy to respond to him.
Jiang Jingheng didn’t compromise and laughed, "It’s a surprise; you’ll find out when you co back after filming."
"Okay." Mu Yan didn’t ask further and focused on drinking her porridge.
Her mind was occupied with other things right now, and one gift couldn’t distract her thoughts.
After breakfast, Jiang Jingheng went to work.
Mu Yan sat on the sofa, looking at the large villa, her mind filled with sweet mories of her and him here.
However, since the day Yin Manqing arrived, this sweetness felt like it had been mixed with salt, sowhat bitter.
She hadn’t figured out what to do, or maybe she had, but she couldn’t make up her mind.
So, being apart for a while was good.
To let her calm down.
Not long after, Song Cheng’an ca to pick her up.
In the car, Mu Yan turned back to look at the villa getting further away, this ho of theirs, feeling an illusion that she would never return.
Song Cheng’an noticed sothing was off with her and asked, "What’s wrong with you?"
Mu Yan turned back and said, "Nothing, I was just thinking if I forgot to take sothing."
"It’s fine; they have everything over there. If you didn’t bring sothing, you can just buy it."
"Okay."
At Shengyuan Group, in the CEO’s office, Jiang Jingheng was just about to start work when he received a call from the Jiang Family Mansion, asking him to return imdiately.
Just then, Lian Jun ca in and said, "Young Master, the eting will start in five minutes."
"Reschedule the eting to the afternoon; I need to go back to the mansion now," Jiang Jingheng said.
"Yes!" Lian Jun turned and left.
Jiang Jingheng picked up his car keys and walked out of the office.
In the living room of the Jiang Family Mansion, there sat a middle-aged couple and a young man with a bruised face on the sofa, none other than Liu Shiyuan, who was dealt with by Jiang Jingheng yesterday.
"It’s not that we’re here to raise a fuss, but what does your Jingheng an by beating our Shiyuan like this, and in front of so many people? Does he not care about the relationship between the Liu family and the Jiang family at all?"
The middle-aged lady spoke, holding her head high, her expression cold and condescending.
Her son had clearly learned this behavior from her to the tee.
Liu Shiyuan covered his face, saying nothing, but feeling very pleased inside.
He couldn’t deal with Jiang Jingheng, but the Jiang Family could.
He couldn’t believe they’d disgrace the Liu family for the sake of an illegitimate child.
Yin Manqing quickly said, "Mrs. Liu, there must be so misunderstanding. Our Jingheng is not that kind of person."
In truth, she knew very well what kind of temperant her son had.
When he turned ruthless, she was even afraid of him, but one thing was certain: he wasn’t the type to randomly start fights.
And this Young Master Liu had always been at odds with him, so most likely it was he who instigated it.
She had told him countless tis to be patient in all matters, but he just wouldn’t listen!
"So, from what you’re saying, it’s my son’s fault?" Mrs. Liu sneered.
Qiu Shuyun chid in, "Of course not. It’s obviously Jing Heng’s fault; he even dared to deal with his cousin."
Yin Manqing glared at Qiu Shuyun; was she trying to cause chaos?
Old Sir Jiang, who had been silent, said, "When Jingheng cos back, I’ll give you all an explanation."
With these words, Yin Manqing’s expression changed instantly, but the Liu family was naturally satisfied.
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