A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 647: Sense of Security!
Mu Yan let go of Jiang Jingheng, unwillingly, "I want to see it."
"Why, are you addicted to reading other people’s diaries?" Jiang Jingheng raised an eyebrow.
Maybe Mu Yan might have felt guilty earlier, but now she was completely righteous.
"Anyway, you already know, so I’ll just enjoy reading it. Are you really going to be mad at me for this?" Mu Yan glared at him.
Jiang Jingheng raised an eyebrow, already being put in a tough spot?
"Of course I won’t be mad at you, but if you want to know something, you can ask me directly. I can tell you."
"How do I know if you’re lying to me? I want to see for myself." Mu Yan said and tried to grab the diary from Jiang Jingheng’s hand.
Seeing her acting so fearless, Jiang Jingheng was not unhappy at all.
He had long noticed her insecurity, not because of her background, but because of matters between him and her.
She always felt that his feelings for her came suddenly, lacking a sense of security, but now he had given her this sense of security, and she naturally relaxed.
No other emotion could convince her more than the pure and beautiful first love.
"You still don’t trust me?" Jiang Jingheng frowned.
Mu Yan snorted softly, "You tricked me into marrying you. Do you think you have any credibility with me?"
"So you’re still doubting my feelings for you?"
"Of course not." Mu Yan would never joke about that.
"As long as you believe that I love you, that’s enough. You don’t need to read this." Jiang Jingheng was firm, "It’s getting late, hurry up and take a bath, and go to sleep."
Mu Yan pouted, how could he be like this.
"Fine, I won’t look." She pushed him away, preparing to get her clothes and take a bath.
Suddenly, her wrist tightened, and the next moment she was scooped up.
"What are you doing?" She glared at him.
"Of course, it’s to assist Mrs. Jiang in bathing." Jiang Jingheng’s lips curved slightly, his phoenix eyes slightly raised, exuding an unspeakable mischief.
Seeing him like this, Mu Yan knew exactly what he intended, her mind filled with amorous scenes.
With the atmosphere just right, she instinctively said, "Then you’d better serve carefully, or I won’t let you do it."
"I’ll definitely make Mrs. Jiang satisfied." Jiang Jingheng carried her into the bathroom.
The two of them played around in the bathroom for over an hour. Jiang Jingheng carried Mu Yan out, having just helped her dry off, he leaned in again.
Mu Yan couldn’t help but push him away, "Quit messing around, or I’ll wake up late again tomorrow."
"If you wake up too early, doesn’t that mean I’m useless?" Jiang Jingheng raised an eyebrow and leaned in to kiss her.
Mu Yan rolled her eyes in her heart; she wouldn’t dare deny his capabilities.
These past few days, he had been wearing her out everyday, his energy was unmatched.
In the latter half of the night, Mu Yan finally succumbed to exhaustion and fell asleep.
But the person beside her did not sleep.
He raised a hand to gently stroke her cheek, his eyes filled with inextricable tenderness.
His tone was indulgent yet helpless, "How can you be so innocent, believing anything I say."
"But fortunately, you’re willing to forgive me, otherwise..."
He paused, then chuckled softly, "Anyway, you can never leave me."
Watching her sleep peacefully in his arms, he carefully let go of her and then got up.
He picked up the diary from the table, went to the first floor, took out an iron basin, and then took out a lighter.
He flipped through the diary that had been with him for many years, page by page until the end, holding all his teenage memories.
The last page had marks of torn pages, and more than one page had been ripped out.
With a "click," the lighter sparked.
He placed the paper over the lighter’s flame, the fire spread instantly, illuminating the night.
Jiang Jingheng watched the burning diary, his gaze was cold.
He no longer needed it, from now on, he was her reason to choose to love him.
The ashes fell into the iron basin, like a funeral.
