The topic of leaving the entertainnt industry was brought up last ti in Beijing.
But Jiang Zhenghong and his wife were quite magnanimous, leaving it up to her.
She also knew that such a prominent family as the Jiang Family could not tolerate even a slight blemish, and it would eventually be brought up by soone.
Jiang Zhengting also agreed with Qiu Shufen, "Now that you’re married to Jing Heng, your every move represents the Jiang Family, and the Jiang Family doesn’t need the little money you earn in the entertainnt industry."
Jiang Zhengfang didn’t speak; her nephew had just said he wanted to teach her son, and she wouldn’t rush to make herself unpopular at this ti.
Liu Xiangqing wanted to say sothing but was pulled back.
She looked at the girl beside her, who was unusually composed, seemingly not afraid of the situation at all.
Her calmness made her own worries disappear.
Mu Yan smiled slightly, "That’s why we said not to disclose the news of our marriage for now. This way, others won’t know about my connection with the Jiang Family and naturally won’t burden any of you."
Though she was smiling, her eyes, as if washed by moonlight, carried a certain firmness mixed with a hint of coldness.
Qiu Shuyun sneered, "Then when your relationship is made public in the future, won’t others still laugh at the Jiang Family?"
Mu Yan tugged at the corner of her mouth, looking at Qiu Shuyun, "Aunt, how little do you think of Jing Heng? Do you think the rumors will still exist once the ti of our marriage is exposed?"
Qiu Shuyun’s expression changed slightly, quickly defending herself, "When did I ever think little of Jing Heng? I’m just discussing the matter objectively."
Yin Manqing glanced at Qiu Shuyun, "You should worry about your own son. Hasn’t Yu Tai embarrassed the Jiang Family enough? If we really get into it, probably no one would be able to have dinner today."
Qiu Shuyun was incensed, "You..."
"Enough!" Old Sir Jiang’s displeased voice interrupted.
The crowd fell silent, bowing their heads without a word.
Old Sir Jiang’s authoritative gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on Jiang Jingheng and Mu Yan, "If you don’t want to go public, then don’t. However, since you’re married, you should move back ho."
Jiang Jingheng refused directly, "That might be a bit difficult. Yanyan is busy with work and often away from Upper City. If she’s accidentally photographed entering the Jiang Family, our relationship will be exposed."
Old Sir Jiang’s eyes flashed with a sharp light, "I don’t believe you can’t control this bit of news?"
"Better safe than sorry," Jiang Jingheng confessed a rare hint of insecurity.
Old Sir Jiang was at a loss for words, knowing that this grandson had never been one to obey him willingly.
Jiang Jingheng added, "I will try to bring Yanyan back for dinner every Saturday night."
This was considered giving Old Sir Jiang a way to back down; he harrumphed softly and ignored him.
Just then, Jiang Zhengfang suddenly asked, "Wen Hao, when are you and Xiangqing getting married?"
Everyone’s attention turned to Liu Xiangqing and Jiang Wenhao. The two had been together for a long ti, and if it weren’t for Wen Hao’s health issues, they might have already been married.
Liu Xiangqing’s face showed a trace of a smile as she looked at Jiang Wenhao with tender and lingering eyes.
Jiang Wenhao said calmly, "I don’t plan to get married."
Everyone was taken aback but understood how he felt.
After all, his health was genuinely poor; even if he married Liu Xiangqing, it would be a burden on her.
Their relationship was so good that it was understandable he didn’t want to weigh her down.
However, Old Sir Jiang was a bit displeased, "What nonsense are you talking about? You’re not getting any younger, and you still won’t get married? What are you up to?"
"Grandfather, please don’t force ." Jiang Wenhao’s rare show of defiance was firm.
"You fool..."
At that mont, a figure suddenly stood up and rushed outside.
"Xiangqing!" soone exclaid in surprise.
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