A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 755 Unhappy!
Mu Yan hugged Jiang Jingheng, catching the familiar scent belonging to him, nuzzling against his chest. She turned her head to Jiang Yun behind her and said, "Sister Jiang, my husband is here to pick me up. I’m heading home. Be careful on your way."
Jiang Yun snapped out of her shock, nodding, "Mm, okay."
She hurriedly handed her bag over.
"Thank you!" Jiang Jingheng accepted it, lowering his eyes as he nodded to her, his cool features appearing even more distant under the night’s hue.
Then, he naturally slung the bag over his neck.
Jiang Yun, "..."
Perhaps the one in front of her was a counterfeit version of Boss Jiang, otherwise, how could he do something so common like slinging his girlfriend’s bag over his neck, which did not suit his noble status at all?
Yet, she had to admit there was an unusual elegance in the way he did it.
Indeed, everything a good-looking man does seems right.
Jiang Jingheng scooped Mu Yan up, ready to leave.
As if recalling something, he turned his head towards Jiang Yun, a chilling coldness in his light brown eyes.
"I hope there won’t be a next time."
Jiang Yun trembled, feeling a chill down her spine.
She wanted to speak, but her throat tightened, a nameless fear rising within her.
Jiang Jingheng didn’t wait for her response. He dropped those words and headed towards the car with Mu Yan in his arms.
Jiang Yun felt as if she had finally escaped the grip of a tight noose, watching as they headed to that globally limited edition car.
Well, reality hit her hard, she really struck it lucky tonight, running into Boss Jiang.
However, it seemed Boss Jiang wasn’t too pleased with her hanging out with his girlfriend.
After watching Jiang Jingheng leave, she got into her own car.
The designated driver hadn’t arrived yet, so she leaned against the seat back, her mind replaying scenes of her recent encounter with Jiang Jingheng.
Suddenly, she sat up.
If she hadn’t heard wrong, Mu Yan just referred to Jiang Jingheng as her husband!
She quickly covered her mouth, fearing she would scream out loud; dear God, could it be true!
So, did she accidentally become friends with the woman of a boss?
No, she must indeed be drunk.
In the car, Mu Yan was restlessly moving in the passenger seat, her head spinning.
"We’ll be home soon." Jiang Jingheng said softly, holding her hand with one of his.
Mu Yan clutched his hand, instinctively leaning against him.
Jiang Jingheng turned to see her eyes open, not asleep, and asked, "Drunk?"
"No," she replied, pouting adorably.
If Jiang Jingheng didn’t have to drive, he probably wouldn’t be able to resist kissing her.
"Little drunkard!" He teased, poking her nose.
"I’m not!" Mu Yan huffed lightly.
"Little drunkard!"
"I’m not!"
They continued their playful argument about who was a drunkard all the way home.
Jiang Jingheng carried Mu Yan out of the car and into the house, going straight to the bedroom.
He placed her on the bed, intending to help her take off her shoes, but her arms wrapped around his neck.
She clung to his neck, hanging onto him.
Seeing her clinging to him like this, Jiang Jingheng gently said, "Don’t think that this will make me forgive you for going out with others tonight."
Half-asleep, Mu Yan didn’t hear what he said, her actions purely instinctual.
With her clinging so tightly, Jiang Jingheng found it difficult to help her remove her shoes, but forcefully prying her off would surely wake her.
Helplessly, Jiang Jingheng could only lift her up to sit in his lap, then help her change her shoes.
After removing her shoes, he carried her to the bathroom for a bath.
She’s always been fond of cleanliness; until she had bathed, she definitely couldn’t sleep.
By the time he finished taking care of her, it was almost midnight. Lying in bed with her in his arms, Jiang Jingheng found himself unable to fall asleep, missing those days when she wasn’t working.
During that time, her heart, her eyes, and everything around her only had him.
But he knew, she wasn’t happy like that.
