A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 662: If You Can’t Be a Boyfriend, Then Be a Good Friend

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Chapter 662: Chapter 662: If You Can’t Be a Boyfriend, Then Be a Good Friend

Lin Jiamu looked at the selfie in his phone, full of doubt, "Will this really clarify things?"

"Since we’ve been discovered, let’s just be open about it." Mu Yan said while editing her Weibo post.

Lin Jiamu watched, looking at her smiling profile, his gaze extremely gentle.

Since he couldn’t be her boyfriend, he would become her best friend.

Mu Yan V: Half-day tour of Shencheng City before starting work, the little brother dragged me through half of Huacao City, I’m exhausted! [Picture]

After she posted it, she immediately asked Lin Jiamu to repost.

Lin Jiamu V: My running speed isn’t as fast as it used to be, dragging you along, I can hardly run anymore [disdain] //@Mu Yan V: Half-day tour of Shencheng City before starting work...

As soon as the two of them posted on Weibo, it immediately garnered the attention of fans.

"Yan Bao and Mu Mu have such a good relationship, I’m so envious of this kind of friendship."

"I’m right here in Huacao City, thought I was seeing things, but it’s really them."

"Looks so fun, Mu Mu must take care of our Yan Bao, and don’t you dare dislike her!"

...

With the rumors preemptively averted, Mu Yan was in the mood to continue having fun.

On the other side, in the hotel, Song Cheng’an looked at the accompanying Zhuang Shaoyang, somewhat puzzled, what’s this guy doing here?

"Hello, Uncle Zhuang, long time no see." Song Cheng’an greeted him.

Both families were in politics, and they had some past interactions, but Zhuang Shaoyang himself had left politics for business and owned a group company.

Zhuang Shaoyang nodded and asked, "Are you Mu Yan’s manager?"

"Yes." Song Cheng’an replied, feeling even more puzzled as to why he was asking about Mu Yan.

Zhuang Yi knew Song Cheng’an was full of doubts and said, "Let’s find a place to sit down and talk."

"Okay."

There was a restaurant downstairs in the hotel, and Song Cheng’an booked a private room.

In the private room, Song Cheng’an invited the three of them to sit down and asked, "What brings you here to see Mu Yan today?"

Zhuang Yi spoke solemnly, "It’s like this, Mu Yan is my uncle’s long-lost daughter, my uncle and I are here to bring her home."

Song Cheng’an looked at them in shock, "No way."

"The first time I saw her, I noticed she looked very much like my aunt, but I wasn’t sure back then. After thorough investigation, we can now be almost certain."

Song Cheng’an remembered how the Zhuang Family had been looking for a girl all these years, and he never expected it to be Mu Yan. What a coincidence.

He asked, "But Mu Yan doesn’t know you."

"That’s why I suspect she has amnesia, but once my uncle sees her, the truth will be clear."

Song Cheng’an nodded, "Alright."

"So, when will Mu Yan be back?" Zhuang Yi pressed on.

Song Cheng’an hesitated, "I’m not sure about that either, she’s out having fun with a friend, didn’t say when she’ll return."

"That’s okay, I can wait." Zhuang Shaoyang suddenly spoke up.

"Alright." Song Cheng’an nodded, picking up the teapot to pour them tea.

It suddenly dawned on him why Jing Heng was rushing to Shencheng City upon hearing Zhuang Yi was coming, he must have known in advance.

If Mu Yan really was the lost girl from the Zhuang Family, she truly would be Cinderella turned Princess.

After Mu Yan and Lin Jiamu finished attending the concert, they found a Cantonese restaurant for dinner.

After eating, the two of them decided to head back to the hotel.

But as they left the restaurant, Lin Jiamu suddenly realized he had left his phone inside.

"I’ll go get my phone, you wait for me downstairs." Lin Jiamu said.

"Alright." Mu Yan watched him go upstairs, then started scrolling through Weibo on her phone.

Suddenly, she felt a pair of eyes on her, followed by the rustling of footsteps.

She quickly snapped back to attention and turned towards the direction behind her.