Mrs. Jiang is arrogant

Chapter 412
Not long after Jiang Jingheng and Muyan arrived home, he was taking a shower in the bathroom.

Muyan heard his phone ringing, picked it up and saw that it was Song Chengan calling.

She answered directly, "Hello, Brother Song, what's the matter?"

She still dared to answer calls from such acquaintances for him.

"Oh, he's taking a bath, I'll tell him later."

"Okay." Muyan hung up the phone, and saw Jiang Jingheng coming out of the bathroom.

She said, "Brother Song just called to find you something."

"En." Jiang Jingheng walked over and took the phone from her hand.

Seeing her stepping on the floor with bare feet, she frowned slightly, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Muyan looked at her feet, and whispered: "It's not cold."

"Have you forgotten about Gonghan?" Jiang Jingheng's expression became serious.

"Oh." Muyan pursed her lips, and returned to the bed honestly.

Jiang Jingheng walked over and squeezed her feet, seeing that it wasn't that cold, he felt relieved and helped her cover her with the quilt.

He said softly: "I'll make a phone call, you sleep first."

"En." Muyan nodded.

Jiang Jingheng turned around and went out, went down to the first floor, and called Song Chengan back.

"what's up?"

"Zhao Xiyue knows about your relationship with Muyan."

Jiang Jingheng looked indifferent, "What relationship between Muyan and I need her to speak up?"

"Don't forget, your two families have always planned to get married, you and her..."

"I never admitted that." Jiang Jingheng was a little impatient.

"But Zhao Xiyue doesn't think so, I'm afraid she will hate Muyan with jealousy."

"Isn't this better?" Jiang Jingheng's tone was cool.

"what?"

"Okay, I have a sense of proportion, don't tell Muyan." Jiang Jingheng hung up the phone, his handsome face was slightly cold.

He didn't like her focus on other people, but he couldn't make a move.

However, if those people committed suicide by themselves, it would be different.

Back in the room, Jiang Jingheng saw that Muyan was still awake, and asked, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"You're not here, I can't sleep." Muyan replied.

Jiang Jingheng's heart softened instantly, he walked to her side and lay down, holding her in his arms.

"Can I fall asleep now?"

"En." Muyan smiled, and hugged him.

Jiang Jingheng looked at her attachment, and a certain emotion grew crazily in his heart.

Yes, that's how it should be, she is only attached to him.

In the bar, Song Chengan stared at the phone for a long time, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that Jing Heng's words were strange.

However, he definitely won't make Muyan sad.

He paid the bill and got up to leave when his cell phone rang.

As he walked out, he answered, "Hello, Lin Yu, what's the matter?"

"Where is she?"

"Okay, I'll be there right away." Song Chengan hung up the phone, opened the car door, got in, and drove away.

At the entrance of the hotel, several people chattered.

To be precise, a well-dressed woman surrounded by men who would not let her go.

The woman forbeared, "Mr. Ye, Mr. Cheng, I still have activities tomorrow, so I really can't accompany you guys."

"Miss Xiang, you are not giving us face." A fat man snorted.

"As long as Miss Xiang has fun with us today, how many activities do you want?"

"That's right, Miss Xiang, let's go."

……

Xiang Lanqiu avoided the salty pig's hand next to him, frowned and said: "It's really not possible, I have to go back..."

"If the bosses want to drink, how about I accompany you?" A male voice came from below.

(End of this chapter)