Back in the car, Mu Yan asked the man beside her, "How did you know I was here?"
"Your assistant was worried something might happen to you, so she called me," Jiang Jingheng said truthfully.
Mu Yan laughed, "What could possibly happen to me? Zhao Xiyue wouldn't do anything to me."
"Is it so wrong for me to worry?" Jiang Jingheng replied in a low voice.
"Not at all, of course not!" Mu Yan hung onto his arm, looking flattering.
Jiang Jingheng looked at her, his brows slightly furrowed, "I didn't handle this well, it's my fault."
"Of course it's your fault!" Mu Yan snorted lightly, raising her hand to pinch his face, "Who told you to be so handsome, attracting attention everywhere?"
Were it not for knowing that this man had no feelings for Zhao Xiyue, she wouldn't dare to be so confident just now.
After all, Zhao Xiyue had liked him for ten years.
Jiang Jingheng raised an eyebrow, "If I weren't handsome, would you even have looked at me?"
