In the villa, Mu Yan hung up the phone and started packing while calling Jiang Jingheng.
"Grandma just called, I need to take a trip to Beijing."
"You’re going too?" Mu Yan was a bit surprised as she placed the clothes from the bed into the suitcase.
"No, just worried it might affect your work."
"Alright, shall we et at the airport then?"
"Yeah, I’ll start packing, you should co back now."
Mu Yan hung up the phone, zipped up the suitcase, then went to the walk-in closet to take out another suitcase to pack for Jiang Jingheng.
She opened the wardrobe, looked at the neat row of suits inside, and slightly furrowed her brows, n’s clothes really are simple, all looking the sa.
But since it’s getting colder, she should buy him so down jackets and coats.
Shortly after, she had packed the clothes, carried the two suitcases downstairs.
Yu Ma saw her coming down and asked, "Young Madam, are we having lunch at ho?"
Mu Yan checked the ti, "Yeah, but make it quick, we’re a bit pressed for ti."
"Okay, I’ll make sothing simple then."
"Mm." Mu Yan nodded, and sat down by the sofa.
Shortly after she sat down, she heard the sound of a car engine turning off, so she quickly got up and walked towards the door, just in ti to see Jiang Jingheng getting out of the car.
He strode over and asked, "Are the things ready?"
"Yeah, we can leave after lunch."
They both went inside together, and Jiang Jingheng asked her, "Why the sudden trip to Beijing?"
"Grandma found out I was nearly hard, so they want to go back, plus I want to expose Zhuang Chujiao."
"Got it." Jiang Jingheng nodded, stopped asking, and seeing the dishes set on the table, said, "Let’s eat first."
"Alright." Mu Yan approached, noticed Jiang Jingheng’s calm deanor, and felt puzzled, asking, "Why aren’t you surprised at all about this?"
"What?"
Mu Yan continued, "I’m really curious how Grandma found out about this."
Watching her eyeballs spin while staring at him, Jiang Jingheng’s eyes with a touch of mischief raised slightly, "What have you guessed?"
"It was you, wasn’t it?" Mu Yan lifted her chin.
"Yeah."
Mu Yan snorted lightly, "I knew it."
After all, the matter was kept secret back then, she didn’t say anything, Zhuang Chujiao even less so, besides him, there was no one else.
"Let’s eat." Jiang Jingheng served her a bowl of soup.
"Mm." Mu Yan took it and had a sip.
After eating, they tidied up a bit and went to the airport.
The two of them sat in business class, before the plane took off, Mu Yan was scrolling through Weibo on Jiang Jingheng’s phone.
Seeing a bunch of netizens shouting they want to be his mistress or similar things, she was so angry she gritted her teeth.
Are people so shaless nowadays? How dare they covet soone else’s man!
Suddenly, the phone was snatched away.
Mu Yan turned her head and looked at the culprit, displeased, saying, "What are you doing!"
"Stop looking, you’re so mad that your mouth could hang a kettle." Jiang Jingheng looked at her with amusent.
"That’s all your fault!" Mu Yan glared at him in disgruntlent.
"Yes, bla , who told to be so outstanding." Jiang Jingheng raised his eyebrow, speaking with mock seriousness.
"Stop it!" Mu Yan turned away, ignoring him.
Jiang Jingheng drew closer, wrapping her in his arms, "If I’m not outstanding, how can I match Mrs. Jiang."
As he said this, he gave her a peck on the lips.
Mu Yan glared at him angrily, fortunately, a curtain was shielding them, otherwise, what would happen if soone saw it.
"You’ve said this many tis, yet I’m still very angry!"
Jiang Jingheng smiled at her, "Mm, so what should I do to stop you from being angry?"
Mu Yan snorted lightly, "Obviously, tell those won you have a wife!"
"Okay!" Jiang Jingheng nodded.
He released Mu Yan, logged into WeChat, and started composing a Weibo post.
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