Mu Yan turned her head to look at the chasing reporters, her brow slightly furrowed, "Scarier than locusts."
Song Cheng'an chuckled softly, "You still have the mood to joke at a time like this?"
Mu Yan said helplessly, "Just consider it my way of finding joy in hardship."
"Alright, get some rest first, we'll talk when we get home."
"Okay." Mu Yan nodded, closing her eyes to rest.
About half an hour later, the car arrived at Jinxiu Villa.
Mu Yan thought Yu Ma would be home, but upon entering, she saw Jiang Jingheng sitting on the sofa.
She was a bit surprised, "You didn't go to work."
"Mm." Jiang Jingheng gave an almost imperceptible nod, seeing her forehead covered in sweat, he took a tissue and got up to help her wipe it.
Mu Yan quickly grabbed the tissue from his hand and walked towards the kitchen.
Jiang Jingheng turned his head to glance at her, his brow slightly furrowed.
Oblivious!
Song Cheng'an came in, not surprised to see Jiang Jingheng at home.
