Mu Yan woke up in pain early in the morning; her period came two days early.
Although she felt uncomfortable, she saw that it was already past nine, so she went downstairs.
Jiang Jingheng was sitting in the living room playing with his phone, and Yu Ma was busy in the dining room. When she saw her come down, she shouted, "Young Madam, good morning."
"Good morning, Yu Ma." Mu Yan nodded slightly.
Jiang Jingheng's gaze shifted from his phone to Mu Yan, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, "You look so pale; didn't you sleep well?"
Mu Yan instinctively touched her face and said, "I read the script for a while last night; I went to bed a bit late."
Jiang Jingheng's frown deepened, "The schedule is tight?"
"No." Mu Yan shook her head, "I just couldn't fall asleep, so I read."
Jiang Jingheng's expression slightly relaxed, and he stood up to walk to the dining table, "Let's have breakfast."
