Jiang Jingheng didn’t take Mu Yan downstairs directly; instead, he brought her to his room.
Just like the first ti Mu Yan entered Jiang Jingheng’s room, the overall décor was black, white, and grey, looking particularly cold and lonely.
As the door opened, there was a faint warmth in the room, and the furnishings were ticulous, as if they hadn’t been touched for a long ti.
"In a couple of days, I’ll have this room renovated," Jiang Jingheng suddenly said.
"Hmm?" Mu Yan looked at him in surprise.
"In the future, when you co ho for dinner and are tired, you can rest in the room for a bit," Jiang Jingheng explained, "Of course, we won’t live here."
Mu Yan smiled, "Since we won’t live here, there’s no need for such trouble."
"I don’t want you to feel wronged."
Mu Yan sat directly on the bed, bounced a little, and said, "What’s there to feel wronged about? Living in the house you used to live in is a happiness in itself. It feels like I’m closer to you in an invisible way."
Jiang Jingheng walked up to her, bending down to look at her. Her eyes seed to speak, bright and beautiful.
"Alright, I’ll listen to you."
His warm breath brushed across her face, stirring a bit of restlessness in Mu Yan’s heart.
Suddenly, she raised her hand to hook around his neck, impulsively giving him a quick kiss on his lips.
Jiang Jingheng’s eyes shifted slightly, ready to deepen the kiss, when suddenly he felt the thing in his hand was taken away.
Before he could look, she was already looking down, opening the file bag.
"What has big brother sent us? Hopefully, it’s not another house or sothing. We’ve received so many gifts recently, I feel like I don’t need to work hard anymore."
Jiang Jingheng watched her with interest, the hint of romance in his heart vanishing instantly, as he sat beside her to watch her unwrap the gift.
As Mu Yan expected, Jiang Wenhao’s wedding gift to them was two houses in Upper City, both in pri locations, along with a yacht and fifty million in cash.
Mu Yan was a bit taken aback; was this gift not too expensive? Just casually sending sothing worth billions, how rich exactly is the Jiang Family?
She looked at Jiang Jingheng, a bit worried, "It feels like I’ve suddenly beco rich."
Seeing her serious expression, Jiang Jingheng couldn’t help but laugh, "Yeah, now Mrs. Jiang is very wealthy. In the future, I can rely on you for good food and drink."
Mu Yan deliberately said, "That’s not happening; I’m on a diet, only eating vegetarian."
"No problem, I’m not picky," Jiang Jingheng chuckled, pinching her cheek lightly.
Mu Yan turned her head to glare at him, their breaths mingling. She closed her eyes as if under a spell.
Jiang Jingheng leaned his head closer when suddenly there was a knock at the door from outside.
"Third Young Master, dinner is ready."
In an instant, Mu Yan opened her eyes, looking at the handso face so close to hers, feeling a bit uneasy.
She whispered, "It’s ti to eat."
"Yeah," Jiang Jingheng chuckled softly, giving her a peck on the lips, "Let’s talk about it when we get ho."
Mu Yan saw the unabashed desire in his eyes, making her face burn.
She lowered her head, placing the docunts back in the file bag on the bed.
Jiang Jingheng, seeing this, put the file bag into her purse.
"These aren’t just a few scraps of paper to be left carelessly. I’ll get a financial advisor to help manage the assets in your na."
Mu Yan frowned, saying, "We’re a married couple, all assets are shared, you can manage them, no need for the trouble."
Seeing her innocence, a hint of amusent appeared in Jiang Jingheng’s eyes.
"I’m glad Mrs. Jiang trusts so much; I’ll just consider it as helping us save for our retirent funds."
Mu Yan pursed her lips, suddenly hugging him.
In this world, the only people who are so genuinely kind to her, besides Mom, are him.
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