Song Cheng'an looked at Jiang Jingheng with a speechless expression, acting like you two are so in love, as if no one knows the truth between you.
"Alright, I'm leaving." Song Cheng'an nodded slightly to Mu Yan and turned to walk towards the door.
"Brother Song, I'll see you out." Mu Yan followed him and sent Song Cheng'an to the door.
When she came back, she saw Jiang Jingheng still sitting on the sofa, playing with his phone.
She said, "Thank you."
Jiang Jingheng's lips curled up, "I don't accept verbal thanks."
"Then I'll cook for you." Mu Yan said, she hadn't eaten breakfast and was a little hungry.
"You go ahead and try cooking!" Jiang Jingheng's face suddenly darkened.
Mu Yan's heart skipped a beat, why so fierce?
Her breakfast wasn't that bad.
"Alright, I won't cook then, I'll go upstairs to rest."
Mu Yan walked to the stairs, suddenly thought of something, turned back to ask Jiang Jingheng, "Why did you get Zhou Lifen drunk that day?"
