CHAPTER 95: CHAPTER 95: WHY HAVEN’T YOU LEFT YET?

Song Cheng’an glanced at Mu Yan’s phone and said, "Go answer it over there, Luo Yao, go to the back and stand guard, don’t let anyone come near."

"Okay." Luo Yao went to the back holding her lunch box and sat down.

Mu Yan actually wasn’t planning to answer, but with Song Cheng’an saying so, she had to.

She took a few steps to the side, sat down, and answered the call.

"Hello."

"Did lunch and ginger tea arrive?" he asked.

Mu Yan replied, "Mm."

"Still feeling uncomfortable?"

Mu Yan felt a bit embarrassed discussing menstrual cramps with a man, she whispered, "It’s okay."

"Mm, let Lian Jun know what you like to eat, he’ll arrange it."

Mu Yan paused, "Are you saying someone will bring food every day from now on?"

"You could say that."

"Why?" Mu Yan asked instinctively.

She thought about what Song Cheng’an had just said. Could it be because of her?

"What do you think?" he asked, his voice laced with amusement.

Mu Yan felt she might be overthinking it, she chuckled. "You’re really a considerate boss, caring so much about your employees."

The person on the other end was silent for a few seconds before asking, "Could you be misunderstanding me?"

"Hm?" Mu Yan was surprised.

"I’m a capitalist, and capitalists are all about exploitation."

Mu Yan, "..."

She suddenly said seriously, "Boss, rest assured, I’ll act well and won’t eat your exquisite lunchboxes for free."

The person on the other end seemed speechless, falling completely silent.

Mu Yan initially thought the call was disconnected, she checked the phone and found it was still ongoing.

She said, "No worries, I’ll hang up now."

"I’m planning to catch the afternoon flight back to Upper City," he said.

"Ah, oh, have a safe trip," Mu Yan said.

"I thought you’d be reluctant for me to leave." He chuckled lightly.

Mu Yan wanted to say no, but considering they were friends, it seemed unfriendly.

She replied, "My scenes will wrap up tomorrow, the day after we can meet in Upper City."

"Then I’ll stay, and we can go back together?" he said.

Mu Yan was startled, asking, "Don’t you have work?"

"Work’s not as important as Mrs. Jiang." He laughed softly.

Mu Yan, "..."

He was teasing her again.

"Alright, I’m going to eat now," she said.

"Okay."

Mu Yan hung up the phone and returned to her seat.

Song Cheng’an looked at her meaningfully, "This is probably the longest personal call I’ve seen him make."

Mu Yan looked at him puzzled.

Song Cheng’an laughed, "Don’t look at me like that, or I’ll think you don’t understand Jiang Jingheng that well."

Mu Yan smiled awkwardly, she indeed didn’t know him well.

"Actually, it doesn’t matter if you understand him or not, as long as he likes you," Song Cheng’an said with a smile.

Mu Yan, "..."

Married means liking someone, what logic, no wonder she’s been kept in the dark.

After lunch, Mu Yan checked her Weibo, and her followers had increased to 200,000.

The comment section was no longer full of insults, and many of Xiang Lanqiu’s fans had come.

Additionally, there were many original fans of "Red Dress in Chaotic Times."

Because the author of "Red Dress in Chaotic Times" also posted in support.

Aruan Jiangjiang V: It’s touching to see you support original work, it’s not easy for authors to write. I’ve been fortunate to watch you act, you’re great, keep it up @Mu Yan

Mu Yan truly didn’t remember meeting the original author of "Red Dress in Chaotic Times," but she still followed back.

After finishing the afternoon’s scenes, she returned to the hotel, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Jiang Jingheng arranging flowers.

She looked at him in surprise, "Why didn’t you leave?"