A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 566 Unease

Half an hour later, Jiang Jingheng arrived home.

The lights were on in the first-floor hall, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Mu Yan bent over mopping the floor.

Hearing footsteps at the door, she looked up and saw Jiang Jingheng, and a smile instantly appeared on her face.

"You’re back!" Her voice was light and cheerful, her brows lifted with joy.

Jiang Jingheng quickly entered, took the mop from her hands, and said with a frown, "Let Yu Ma handle things like this."

"It’s okay, there’s nothing else to do anyway," Mu Yan said with a smile.

Better than doing nothing and waiting for him to return, it’s too long!

Jiang Jingheng glanced at her, said nothing, and went straight to put the mop in the utility room.

When he came out, he saw Mu Yan coming out of the kitchen, carrying two bowls in her hands.

Seeing her careful manner, he immediately went over and took the two bowls from her hands.

"Careful, it’s hot!" Mu Yan reminded him.

Jiang Jingheng touched the bottom of the bowl; it was indeed very hot. He tightened his brows slightly and placed the bowls on the table.

He looked at Mu Yan, his expression serious, "Didn’t you have dinner?"

"I did, but I wanted some sweet soup," Mu Yan sat down, stirring the sweet soup with a spoon, and looked at him again, "I haven’t made it for a long time, try it and see how it tastes."

Jiang Jingheng saw her face full of expectations and couldn’t bring himself to say anything critical.

He sat opposite her, took a spoonful of the sweet soup, finding it so sweet it was slightly bitter—how much rock sugar was in it?

Mu Yan saw him drink it and immediately asked, "Does it taste good?"

Jiang Jingheng nodded, "It’s good."

Mu Yan smiled slightly, "If you like it, have some more. There’s plenty in the pot."

"You should have more too," Jiang Jingheng advised.

"Mm-hmm." Mu Yan lowered her head to drink the sweet soup, and the smile on her face grew a little wider.

After finishing the sweet soup, the two went back to their room.

Probably tired from the day, Mu Yan fell asleep shortly.

In the dark, Jiang Jingheng gently caressed the cheek of the person in his arms.

Of course, he could sense her anxiety, but what she didn’t know was that the one who should truly be anxious was him.

It had never been that she wasn’t good enough for him, but that he wasn’t good enough for her.

After a good night’s sleep, Mu Yan woke up in a good mood the next morning.

Jiang Jingheng was making breakfast in the kitchen while she tidied the living room outside, each with their own tasks.

After breakfast, Jiang Jingheng went to work, and she had to go out too.

She had an appointment with Xu Yachong at half-past ten, and first had to go to the orphanage to pick up Youyou.

The director was worried and accompanied Youyou to see the doctor.

At the clinic, Xu Yachong began treating Youyou, while Mu Yan and the director waited outside.

The director frequently looked towards the room, his face full of worry.

Mu Yan comforted him, saying, "Don’t worry, Director, my friend is very professional."

"Thank you, Miss Mu," the director said, but his eyes couldn’t hide his worry.

Mu Yan said no more and waited with him.

About half an hour later, the door opened, and Youyou came out, throwing herself into the director’s arms and sobbing.

The director quickly asked, "Youyou, what’s wrong? Don’t cry."

Mu Yan stood up and walked over, placing her hand on Youyou’s thin shoulder, comforting, "Youyou, it’s okay now."

As a fellow patient, she understood why Youyou cried; the scar in her heart had been peeled back like a bamboo shoot, and she must have had a hard time controlling her emotions.

Xu Yachong came out, nodded slightly at Mu Yan, and then looked at the director, "Bring her here once a week from now on, and I’ll give her targeted treatment."

The director gratefully said, "Thank you, doctor."

Mu Yan planned to take the director and Youyou home, but they declined her offer.

In the end, Mu Yan got them a taxi and saw them off.

She thanked Xu Yachong and prepared to leave.

Xu Yachong stopped her, "You’re so proactive in treating others, why are you so resistant when it’s about yourself?"

Mu Yan turned her head to look at him, smiled, and said, "Is Brother Xu’s clinic having a shortage of patients recently?"

Xu Yachong looked at her, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Even if business is bad, you shouldn’t just say others are sick so casually," Mu Yan smiled slightly.

Xu Yachong said nothing, turned, and went inside.

Mu Yan’s lips curved slightly, and she turned to get in her car.

Unfortunately, this scene was photographed by someone, and the next day, she made the headlines.