A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 667 The Truth of the Death!
Arriving at the filming location, Mu Yan touched her lips, glared at him, and said displeasedly, "My lips are swollen. If the makeup artist asks me later, how should I respond?"
Jiang Jingheng raised an eyebrow, "Are you two close?"
Mu Yan was taken aback for a moment before saying, "I don’t even know them."
"Then why respond?"
Mu Yan, "..."
For the first time, she realized this person was so straightforward.
She grabbed a tissue and threw it at him, "Wipe your mouth." Then she got out of the car in a huff.
Jiang Jingheng watched her leave, then opened his phone’s camera to take a look. Sure enough, there was some lipstick on his lips.
He stuck out his tongue to lick the lipstick, his smile growing deeper.
Song Cheng’an was waiting for Mu Yan up ahead. Seeing her lips so red, he gave a knowing smile.
"Just say you have a heat rash later."
Mu Yan, "..."
Can people not live in peace anymore?
At the event site, Lin Jiamu saw Mu Yan, stared at her for a few seconds, and asked, "He’s in Shencheng City?"
Mu Yan was momentarily stunned and then nodded, asking, "How did you know?"
Lin Jiamu gave her a deep look and said, "Just a guess."
Mu Yan, "..."
Fortunately, a staff member came to call Mu Yan for makeup, which resolved her awkwardness.
As for Jiang Jingheng, he had just dropped off Mu Yan when he received a call from Zhuang Yi. Zhuang Shaoyang wanted to meet him.
In a private room in the Cantonese restaurant near the hotel, Jiang Jingheng sat on one side, with Zhuang Yi and Zhuang Shaoyang on the other side.
Zhuang Yi held a teapot and poured tea for the two, sitting silently without speaking.
"Are you married to Nuannuan?" Zhuang Shaoyang looked at Jiang Jingheng with an unfriendly expression.
Jiang Jingheng looked up at him and said indifferently, "My wife is Mu Yan."
Zhuang Shaoyang coldly said, "Mu Yan is my daughter, originally named Zhuang Xiangnuan. I don’t care what means you used to marry her; anyway, our Zhuang Family will not acknowledge your marriage to her."
Jiang Jingheng played with his teacup, a smile unexpectedly appearing on his handsome face, almost with a hint of sarcasm.
Zhuang Shaoyang frowned, "What are you smiling at?"
Jiang Jingheng said indifferently, "What you should be concerned about is whether she’ll acknowledge you as her father."
Zhuang Shaoyang’s expression flickered, evidently hit where it hurt by Jiang Jingheng.
He said in a deep voice, "I am her father; she will acknowledge me sooner or later."
"Then wait until she acknowledges you before talking to me about this." Jiang Jingheng paused while spinning his teacup, looked up at Zhuang Shaoyang, his gaze icy cold.
"Right now, you have no standing!"
Zhuang Shaoyang’s face turned ashen with anger, coldly saying, "Is this how the Jiang Family taught you to talk to your elders?"
"You can discuss it with my father." Jiang Jingheng suddenly stood up, "I’ve said what I needed to say. Goodbye."
He nodded, hands tucked into his suit pants pockets, and turned to leave.
Zhuang Shaoyang glared at his departing figure, becoming even more determined not to let him be with his daughter.
Just as Jiang Jingheng reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned back to look at Zhuang Shaoyang.
"I forgot to tell you something."
Zhuang Shaoyang looked at him, full of vigilance.
"Mu Yan’s mom has passed away."
Zhuang Shaoyang’s expression changed drastically, "What did you say?"
Jiang Jingheng nodded slightly, opened the door, and left.
"Stop, explain things clearly." Zhuang Shaoyang stood up, ready to chase after him, but was held back by the person next to him.
"Second Uncle..."
Zhuang Shaoyang turned back to look at his nephew, seeing his troubled expression, an ominous feeling arose in his heart.
In a trembling voice, he asked, "Is what he said true?"
Zhuang Yi looked at him, hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
In that instant, Zhuang Shaoyang’s body weakened as he slumped onto the ground, staring ahead in disbelief.
Ah Ning... has passed away?
