CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 39: PLEASE BEHAVE

Mu Yan didn’t leave the hospital until it was almost dark.

By the time she returned to the villa at Jinxiu Court, it was already night.

When Mu Yan entered, there was no one downstairs, but after she changed clothes and came down, she saw Jiang Jingheng sitting on the sofa.

He saw her come down and said, "Let’s eat."

"Okay!"

The two sat opposite each other on the sofa without saying a word.

Occasionally, the sound of utensils clinking on the dining table could be heard, and that was it.

After dinner, she was about to go upstairs to rest.

Jiang Jingheng called out to her, "Song Cheng’an will come by tomorrow to talk to you about work."

Mu Yan stopped in her tracks, looked at him with a hint of surprise in her eyes, "Got the announcement so soon?"

Then she sincerely said, "Thank you!"

Not only thanking him for informing her, but also for arranging her debut.

Jiang Jingheng looked at her with interest, "I’m not interested in verbal thanks."

Mu Yan paused for a moment and asked, "Then what do you want?"

"I can think of a lot." Jiang Jingheng’s mouth curled up slightly, "Like a kiss, a hug, and ideally, something more in-depth."

He deliberately emphasized the word "in-depth."

Mu Yan, "..."

She knew this person wasn’t serious.

What "in-depth"? Is he teasing her about that night’s incident?

Her face sank, her voice slightly cold, "Young Master Jiang, please restrain yourself!"

Jiang Jingheng looked at her with a face full of confusion, "What did I say? A kiss and a hug aren’t excessive, foreigners greet with a French kiss."

As he looked at Mu Yan’s slightly darkened face, he smirked, "Or did you think of something indescribable?"

Mu Yan, "..."

Did she misunderstand, or was he implying something? He knew the truth.

She raised an eyebrow, "I also want to kiss, hug, and lift you, Young Master Jiang, but you’d have to be a little princess, are you?"

"No worries, you can be my little princess, and I’ll kiss, hug, and lift you, just the same." Jiang Jingheng chuckled.

Mu Yan, "..."

There’s no match for his shamelessness, it’s better to stay silent.

She lifted her foot and headed straight upstairs.

Jiang Jingheng watched her back, the smile on his handsome face completely vanished.

Seems like the forced flirtation failed, almost made her angry.

After sitting for a while, he returned to his room.

His phone rang just as he entered the room.

He lit a cigarette and took the phone out to the balcony to answer it.

"Hello."

"It’s me." A gentle male voice came through the phone.

"What’s the matter?" Jiang Jingheng’s voice was indifferent.

"How have you been lately?"

"You should be able to see my news in the media." Jiang Jingheng took a drag of his cigarette.

"You know what I mean." The voice on the phone was somewhat heavy.

Jiang Jingheng raised his eyes to the flickering lights in the deep night ahead, emotions gathering in his light brown eyes.

"Very well."

"That’s good, let me know if anything comes up."

"Hmm, when will you be back?"

"Probably a few months, been quite busy lately."

Jiang Jingheng brushed the ash off his cigarette, "We’ll get together when you’re back."

"Of course, I’ve been eyeing those few bottles of good wine you have for a long time, don’t be stingy then."

"You’ll have plenty." Jiang Jingheng took another drag.

"Alright, knowing you’re doing well, I’m relieved, I’ll hang up now."

Jiang Jingheng tightened his grip on the cigarette and suddenly asked, "What kind of man do you think women like?"

"That’s an interesting question, but I’m just a psychologist, can’t solve relationship issues. Are you eyeing someone new?"

"Hanging up." Jiang Jingheng took a drag of the cigarette, exhaling smoke, his handsome face somewhat blurred in the haze.

"Wait, I’m sure women definitely don’t like men who smoke, cut back a bit."

Jiang Jingheng’s gaze fell on the cigarette in his hand, "Just an occasional one."

"Looks like you’ve encountered some difficult people and situations, but you need to learn to release emotions, not repress them."

Jiang Jingheng was silent for a while and said, "I know, hanging up."

He ended the call, tossed the cigarette to the ground, and stomped it out.