Mu Yan felt her heart skip a beat, and she stared blankly at the man in front of her.
She had been waiting for these words for several days, and those days felt as long as centuries.
He seemed to have vanished from the world.
But suddenly, she woke up to find him by her side, as if she were dreaming.
She bit her lip and asked, "Is this a confession?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Jingheng raised an eyebrow.
Mu Yan pushed him away and turned her face, "Could you put on some clothes and get out of bed before talking about this?"
Jiang Jingheng fell back with a light laugh, "Mrs. Jiang's orders, I dare not disobey."
Mu Yan's face grew warm at his words.
Hearing him call her "Mrs. Jiang" felt completely different than before, causing her heart to flutter.
She vaguely heard the sound of clothes rustling behind her and didn't dare to turn around.
She looked down at her pajamas, with no recollection of last night's events.
