The riverside was a bit cold, and Mu Yan felt a chill throughout her body.
Jiang Jingheng took her to the car and drove ho.
All the way, Jiang Jingheng remained silent, his face tense, and his mood seed really bad.
Mu Yan knew that she had been a little willful today, causing him to worry, and she deeply regretted it in her heart.
But she didn’t know how to speak up, and the two remained at an impasse.
Back at ho, Jiang Jingheng walked inside without paying any attention to Mu Yan.
Feeling guilty, Mu Yan naturally didn’t bla him and followed silently.
As soon as she entered, she heard Yu Ma asking, "Young Madam, why are you back so late? Was the flower shop too busy?"
"Mm." Mu Yan replied with a guilty conscience.
She glanced at the stairs, Jiang Jingheng had already gone up, and she imdiately followed.
In the bedroom, as soon as he returned, Jiang Jingheng took off his clothes and went to the bathroom.
He walked past Mu Yan without giving her a single glance.
Mu Yan felt a bit wronged, wanting to explain to him, but seeing his stern face made her cowardly.
The bathroom door closed, and the sound of running water could be heard.
Mu Yan sat on the bed, staring blankly in the direction of the bathroom.
He’s upset... Hmm, how should I comfort him?
Soon, Yu Ma ca upstairs.
"Young Madam, the al is ready."
Mu Yan nodded, "Okay, we’ll be down in a mont."
A few minutes later, Jiang Jingheng ca out, his hair washed and the tips still dripping water.
Mu Yan imdiately handed him a towel, "Dry your hair."
Jiang Jingheng took it, drying his hair as he walked to the wardrobe, giving her his back.
Mu Yan pressed her lips together, is he really that angry?
Once he dried his hair, they both went downstairs for dinner.
At the dining table, Mu Yan diligently served him food.
"This is delicious, you should have more."
Jiang Jingheng didn’t even raise his eyelids, but he did eat the food.
Mu Yan felt a mix of happiness and worry, her emotions were all over the place.
She buried her head in her al, but sohow it was tasteless.
Suddenly, a chicken leg appeared in her bowl.
Mu Yan looked up to see Jiang Jingheng staring at the table, his chopsticks not yet retracted, and she instantly bead with joy.
She lowered her head to take a bite of the chicken leg, which tasted very good.
Soon, her bowl was filled with many dishes.
At first, Mu Yan ate happily, but then her heart felt a bit clogged.
She had gone missing abruptly today; how worried he must have been.
Even though he was giving her the cold shoulder, he was still concerned she wasn’t eating well, doing sothing so intimate.
This man was so unprincipled with her that she felt both touched and remorseful.
She picked up her cup to drink water, but suddenly it was snatched away.
He looked at her disapprovingly.
Mu Yan pressed her lips together; his rule was no drinking water during als to protect the stomach.
She lowered her head, eating her food in small bites, and as she ate, tears began to fall.
Jiang Jingheng’s gaze had never left her, so naturally, he noticed her crying.
Originally, he wanted to keep his distance to teach her a lesson.
But the mont her tears fell, his heart was in turmoil.
Mu Yan suddenly heard the person across from her put down his chopsticks, followed by the sound of a chair moving.
She thought he was going to leave her and go upstairs, and her tears fell even more fiercely.
Suddenly, she noticed a shadow falling beside her, and before she could react, she felt an arm tighten around her waist, lifting her into the air.
His cool voice ca, "I haven’t said a word to you, and you’re already crying, doing it on purpose?"
Mu Yan raised her head to look into his light brown eyes, and quietly refuted, "No."
"But you are crying." Jiang Jingheng looked helpless, his eyes full of pity. "When you cry, my heart aches, and when it aches, it softens, so you must be doing it on purpose."
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