Shengyuan Group, Yin Manqing came to the president's office on the thirtieth floor to look for Jiang Jingheng. Clearly, he had returned to Upper City, yet he wasn't coming to the company.
For a woman, does he not even want the Jiang Family's inheritance anymore?
Yin Manqing felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart and headed for the elevator without another word.
After Lin Jiamu and the others left, the villa quieted down.
Jiang Jingheng was walking with Mu Yan on the grass outside. The setting sun cast long shadows of the two of them.
It was as if she was coated in a layer of golden light, making her whole figure look somewhat ethereal.
Jiang Jingheng had a feeling he couldn't hold onto her, so he instinctively tightened his grip on her hand.
Feeling something, she suddenly turned her head to look at him.
Their eyes met, and he looked at her lifeless eyes, raised his hand and pinched her cheek.
"Actually, you're quite good like this."
