When Jiang Jingheng came out of the bathroom, Mu Yan immediately accused him.
"Look at the mess you've made, I can't wear this dress anymore."
Jiang Jingheng calmly picked out a dress for her on the bed, "Wear this one."
Mu Yan took it. It was a light blue long dress with lace cascading down the body, not as pretty as the one just now, but still not bad.
Given the circumstances, she had no other choice.
She glared fiercely at Jiang Jingheng and went to the bathroom to change.
Jiang Jingheng smirked slightly and returned to the table to continue working.
Around six thirty, Song Cheng'an came to take the two to the awards ceremony.
On the way, Song Cheng'an looked at Mu Yan's dress, a bit surprised, "Why did you choose this one?"
Wearing such a conservative dress on the red carpet doesn't have any stunning effect at all.
"It's too cold," Mu Yan casually made up an excuse.
Song Cheng'an glanced at Jiang Jingheng in the back; it's probably his idea, right?
