In the second half of the night, Mu Yan finally had a good sleep, but when she got up and went downstairs the next day, she saw Zhuang Yi sitting in the living room.
A word popped into her mind, persistent spirit.
Even though she didn’t want to see him, she maintained the deanor a hostess should have in front of him.
"Mr. Zhuang, good morning."
Zhuang Yi saw her aloof manner and felt a slight bitterness in his heart, but he smiled and said, "No need to be so formal, just call Brother like Ning Ze and the others."
Mu Yan nodded slightly, "Does Brother Zhuang want tea or juice?"
"No need." Zhuang Yi quickly said.
"Then tea it is." Mu Yan went straight to the kitchen.
She entered the kitchen, looked at Jiang Jingheng and frowned, "Why is he here?"
"I don’t know either, he ca uninvited." Jiang Jingheng replied.
He looked at her, "If you don’t want to see him, go upstairs. I’ll send him away in a while."
Mu Yan shook her head, "No, it’s fine. He’s your friend, don’t let affect your relationship."
After she finished speaking, she opened the cabinet door to find tea leaves.
"I’ll make the tea." Jiang Jingheng was one step ahead, taking out the tea leaves from the cabinet.
Mu Yan was eager to avoid interacting with Zhuang Yi, and she asked, "Then what should I do?"
"You just focus on having breakfast." Jiang Jingheng smiled.
"Alright, I’ll bring these out then." After speaking, Mu Yan took two plates of food out.
Jiang Jingheng didn’t stop her and bowed his head to start making tea.
In the dining room, Zhuang Yi looked at the table full of breakfast and then at Jiang Jingheng’s composed expression, sowhat disbelieving, "Did you really make this?"
"Otherwise?" Jiang Jingheng countered.
Zhuang Yi fell silent, glanced at Mu Yan, who showed no sign of embarrassnt, instead, seed quite at ease. It appeared that Jingheng usually did the cooking.
He suddenly felt a bit of comfort in his heart.
Although Nuannuan got married too quickly, fortunately, she married soone good.
"Sit down and eat." Jiang Jingheng suddenly said.
"Okay, then I won’t hold back." Zhuang Yi replied with a smile.
Suddenly, he felt a cold glare sweep over him.
Zhuang Yi looked at Jiang Jingheng, puzzled, "What’s wrong?"
"I didn’t expect you to co, so I only prepared two servings." Jiang Jingheng said lightly.
Zhuang Yi, "..."
The implication was that there wasn’t enough prepared, suggesting he should eat less and be polite.
Ha, so stingy.
Jiang Jingheng paid no mind to what Zhuang Yi thought, picking up chopsticks, and placed a shumai in Mu Yan’s bowl.
"The oatal porridge is good today, have so more." He advised.
"Mm." Mu Yan nodded, sipped so porridge, and then started eating the shumai.
Zhuang Yi looked at Mu Yan’s thin face and asked, "Is filming very tiring?"
Mu Yan’s chewing paused, she glanced at him, swallowed the food in her mouth and answered, "It’s okay."
Thinking of her wandering outside and the hard life she had lived over these years, Zhuang Yi felt a pang of sadness.
He lowered his head, drank a sip of porridge, and concealed his emotions.
With him around, Mu Yan felt sowhat oppressed, which affected her appetite.
Fortunately, after breakfast, Zhuang Yi left.
Mu Yan indeed felt a sigh of relief, although he hadn’t said anything, she could tell he still believed she was his cousin.
Upon leaving the villa, Zhuang Yi called Ning Shishen.
"Nuannuan doesn’t rember , I need your help with this. You were so close to her before, and you guys have a good relationship now too, she will definitely believe you."
"As for the family, when I go back this ti, I’ll tell them. As long as Nuannuan sees her family, she will rember everything."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and let out a light breath.
Next ti he cos, he wants to take Nuannuan ho.
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