A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 625 Spoiling!
Mu Yan picked up the notebook and directly opened it.
On the first page, wild pen strokes suddenly caught her eye on the yellowing paper.
20xx-9-1 Wednesday, sunny weather
Less than a week into the school year, everyone in class knows I’m an illegitimate child, the mocking and sarcastic remarks are endless.
Whatever, let them laugh if they want, besides jealousy, they have no other skills.
The third young master of the Jiang Family, that’s a status they can only dream of.
With a "bang," Mu Yan suddenly closed the notebook.
It really is his diary...
She looked at the diary in her hand and suddenly felt it was too hot to handle, immediately placing it on the table.
She didn’t mean to peek, just one page.
She returned the diary to its original place, turned around, and was ready to leave immediately.
Yet her feet seemed like they’d been filled with lead, unable to move.
She looked at the notebook lying quietly on the table, truthfully, she was very curious about its contents.
No, no, she couldn’t invade someone else’s privacy, even if that person was her husband.
Mu Yan cleared her mind of miscellaneous thoughts and left the room, heading downstairs.
She went downstairs just as Jiang Jingheng’s dinner was ready.
During dinner, Mu Yan was obviously distracted; her hands itched, and her heart itched, her entire mind on that diary.
Seeing her eat little, Jiang Jingheng asked, "What’s wrong, is the food not good?"
"No, it’s delicious." Mu Yan said, picking a pepper and stuffing it into her mouth, immediately choking.
"Cough, cough, it’s so spicy."
Jiang Jingheng watched her silly expression with helplessness and quickly handed her some water.
Mu Yan’s eyes were almost tearing up from the spiciness, looking pitifully at Jiang Jingheng, blaming him for everything.
"My fault, I won’t use chili next time," Jiang Jingheng suddenly said.
Hearing his apology, Mu Yan felt immensely guilty.
Alright, she seemed a bit unreasonable.
Mu Yan no longer dared to be distracted, obediently eating her meal.
After dinner, they went to the third-floor cinema to watch movies.
After two movies, Mu Yan was yawning repeatedly.
Jiang Jingheng turned off the projector and took Mu Yan back to their room.
Even though she had taken a nap in the afternoon, Mu Yan was sleepy now.
Seizing the moment when Jiang Jingheng was showering and she was once again alone in the room, her eyes once more landed on the diary on the table.
Just as she suspected, it definitely recorded his childhood.
Knowing he had an unhappy childhood, she dared not ask him, but she was curious.
Yet, it’s wrong to read his diary.
If he happened to find out, he definitely wouldn’t be pleased.
As Mu Yan hesitated, Jiang Jingheng emerged from the bathroom.
"Why are you still not asleep?" he asked.
Mu Yan looked at him and smiled, "I’m about to sleep."
She lay down, covered herself with the blanket, yet now she couldn’t feel sleepy at all.
Jiang Jingheng also lay down beside her, pulling her into his arms.
After last night’s disturbance, he didn’t intend to bother her again today.
"Sleep."
"Mm."
Mu Yan softly responded, and the next moment, the room lights went out.
She didn’t know how long it passed before Mu Yan suddenly said, "I can’t sleep, can you tell me a story?"
"What kind of story do you want to hear?" Jiang Jingheng asked her.
"How about you tell me about your childhood?"
Instantly, the room fell into silence.
Mu Yan felt a little regret, realizing she said the wrong thing without thinking.
He suddenly spoke, his tone indifferent, "There’s nothing much to say."
Mu Yan quickly said, "Okay, then tell another story."
"I’m not good at telling stories," Jiang Jingheng chuckled softly, "If you can’t sleep, we can do something else."
Mu Yan hurriedly said, "No, I can sleep, I’m very tired now, going to sleep."
"Mm, sleep." Jiang Jingheng watched her lightly fluttering eyes, his gaze filled with affection.
He suddenly glanced at the direction of the bedside table, a shadow crossing his eyes.
