Mu Yan got ho and before she could sit down, she received a call from Jiang Jingheng.
"I have sothing to deal with, I’ll be back late. I’ve asked Yu Ma to co over to cook for you, so rest well."
"If you’re busy, you don’t need to co back," Mu Yan quickly said.
"It’s nothing important, be good."
"Okay."
Mu Yan hung up the phone and began tidying up the room, but her mind was on what Zhuang Zeyang had just said.
Suddenly, she felt a bit agitated inside.
In the restaurant’s private room, when Jiang Jingheng arrived, Zhuang Zeyang was already there.
He walked in and called out to him, "Minister Zhuang."
Zhuang Zeyang looked at the tall, handso, and elegant young man walking toward him; this was the first ti he seriously assessed this third son of the Jiang Family.
It’s said that under his leadership, the Jiang Family’s enterprise had flourished, clearly proving he’s not an ordinary person, otherwise, their Nuannuan wouldn’t have liked him.
He withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "Sit down."
Jiang Jingheng nodded and sat opposite him.
"Do you know why I asked you to co today?" Zhuang Zeyang asked.
Having imrsed himself in politics for many years, he exuded the authority of soone in power, making the atmosphere of the entire private room particularly solemn.
Uncertain if it was due to the air conditioner’s low setting, the air felt chillingly cold.
Jiang Jingheng lowered his eyelids and replied, "Please enlighten , Minister Zhuang."
Suddenly, Zhuang Zeyang’s sharp gaze swept over, and he said coldly, "When you married our Nuannuan, did you know she was a daughter of the Zhuang Family?"
Jiang Jingheng looked at him, his handso face unperturbed, "I did not know."
Zhuang Zeyang squinted slightly, "Do you want to tell that you married her because of love?"
"Yes!"
"Even so, we wouldn’t agree to Nuannuan being with you."
Jiang Jingheng’s handso face turned slightly cold, "But she is already my wife, and no one can change that."
"To have you divorced is not a difficult task for the Zhuang Family."
In an instant, the air seed to freeze, and Jiang Jingheng’s presence beca chilly, his light brown eyes as if infused with ice.
"Even without that certificate, we will still be together."
Zhuang Zeyang stared at him steadily for a few seconds, ultimately recognizing that young people, no matter how mature they pretend to be, will have monts when they can’t control their emotions.
However, being steadfast in love is how young people should be.
Outsiders say this third young master of the Jiang Family is insidious and ruthless, with deep sches; he couldn’t bear to hand Nuannuan to such a person.
"Matters of the heart, I, as the uncle, cannot decide for her, but I regard her as my daughter, so I won’t allow anyone to hurt her."
"You don’t need to worry about that, Minister Zhuang. I will cherish and protect my woman," Jiang Jingheng said coldly, a trace of defiance in his tone.
For anyone else, they would likely be trembling in his presence. Even his son was mostly respectful toward him, and Zhuang Zeyang suddenly found himself admiring this young man a bit.
He took a sip of tea, his tone softening compared to before, "I don’t oppose your relationship, but that doesn’t necessarily reflect the opinions of the elders in the family. I plan to take her back to Beijing to visit the old ho tomorrow, and you should co too, though it depends on your schedule."
Jiang Jingheng looked at him and asked, "Has she agreed to go to Beijing?"
Zhuang Zeyang put down the cup, looking at the calm and wise young man in front of him, increasing his admiration a bit more.
"She hasn’t agreed yet, I hope you can persuade her."
Jiang Jingheng directly refused, "I’m afraid I cannot do that; I completely respect her choice."
Zhuang Zeyang glanced at him, saying nothing more.
The little girl’s judgnt is better than her mother’s.
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