A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 664: Do Not Admit!

Mu Yan realized that Zhuang Yi had not introduced the person next to him just now.

And her denial had a hint of self-exposure.

She had no patience to beat around the bush with them and frowned, "What exactly do you want?"

Zhuang Shaoyang looked at his daughter and said softly, "Nuannuan, Dad..."

"Shut up!" Mu Yan snapped, interrupting him.

Her face showed undisguised disgust, "I told you, I’m not your daughter, I have nothing to do with you."

"Nuannuan, how can you talk to your dad like that?" Zhuang Yi frowned and said.

Mu Yan sneered, "Who acknowledges him as my dad? I’ve never seen someone so eager to be a dad. Let me tell you clearly, my father is already dead. I have no dad."

She looked at Song Cheng’an and said, "Brother Song, please ask them to leave. I need to rest."

Song Cheng’an nodded and looked at Zhuang Yi, "She has to shoot an advertisement tomorrow, whatever it is, wait until she’s done with work."

Zhuang Shaoyang looked at Mu Yan, wanting to say something, but seeing her so emotionally resistant, he didn’t dare force it.

He said to Zhuang Yi, "Zhuang Yi, let your sister rest."

Zhuang Yi heard this, loosened his grip, and looked at Mu Yan, "Nuannuan, you rest first, we’ll come to see you tomorrow."

Mu Yan didn’t reply and slammed the door shut with a "bang."

Song Cheng’an looked apologetically at Zhuang Shaoyang and said, "Uncle Zhuang, I’m sorry. Little Mu Yan doesn’t understand. Please don’t mind her."

Zhuang Shaoyang shook his head, "She is my daughter, how could I be angry with her? Her resentment towards me is justified."

As he spoke, he went straight into the room.

Song Cheng’an looked at Zhuang Yi beside him and asked, "Is it really Mu Yan?"

"Absolutely, didn’t you see my uncle acknowledge it? It’s just a pity that Nuannuan doesn’t recognize us," Zhuang Yi sighed, "I have no idea what she’s been through all these years; she wasn’t like this when she was young."

Recalling his young cousin Mu Yan’s cuteness, Zhuang Yi felt a sense of melancholy.

"Girls change a lot when they grow up, don’t dwell on it," Song Cheng’an consoled.

The issues within the Zhuang Family were somewhat known to him. The mistress forced out the original spouse, and the daughter of the original spouse was left to wander for years. How could she not have resentment towards her father?

However, these were matters he couldn’t intervene in.

Mu Yan returned to her room, and just thinking about those two people next door made her extremely agitated.

If it weren’t for the ad contract already being signed, she would have definitely left.

After washing up, she lay in bed, her mind filled with those dreams growing clearer.

Her mother’s sorrowful tears, his decisive, cold back, and those years of loneliness and helplessness.

She hated him, hated the man who was called her father but had hurt the mother she loved the most.

She didn’t know how much time had passed when the doorbell rang.

Mu Yan’s mood became instantly agitated, and she pulled the quilt over her head to block out the sound.

Suddenly, her phone rang. She picked it up and saw it was Jiang Jingheng calling.

She answered immediately, "Aren’t you asleep yet?"

"Open the door."

"Hmm?" Mu Yan didn’t quite understand.

"I’m outside your door, open it for me."

Mu Yan abruptly sat up, looked at the door, and immediately got up to open it.

Sure enough, Jiang Jingheng stood at the door with a suitcase next to him.

Mu Yan looked at him in shock, "You, why are you here?"

Jiang Jingheng leaned against the door, brought the suitcase in, then pulled her inside and held her in his arms.

"It’s been almost a day since we last met, did you miss me?"