A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 570: Do You Dislike Me?

Jiang Jingheng found out the news while on a business trip in another city and immediately booked a flight back.

When he got home, it was already evening.

The villa was completely dark, and as he walked in, he felt a chill.

He went straight to the second floor, and the bedroom was just as dark, the lights off.

He pushed open the door, turned on the light, and saw Mu Yan sitting on the bed, her head buried in her knees, looking extremely frail.

His heart ached, and he immediately went over and held her in his arms.

Mu Yan smelled his scent, knew it was him, hugged his waist, and said in a muffled voice, "I wasn’t ruined by him, do you believe me?"

Jiang Jingheng almost laughed in anger, not answering his calls and staying up all night just because of this stupid question?

He knew her personality, didn’t blame her, and said softly, "I believe you."

"Are you just comforting me?" Mu Yan didn’t believe him.

Men are vain and suspicious, and once there’s a suspicion about their wives having an affair, there will always be a shadow in their hearts.

Just like in the dream... that man treated Mom the same way.

If he was the same as that man, could she bear to leave him? Wouldn’t it be heartbreaking?

While she was in fear, suddenly she was let go.

Her face was lifted by a hand, forced to meet his light brown eyes.

Jiang Jingheng looked at her and said calmly, "Did you think too highly of my tolerance?"

Mu Yan was baffled, not understanding what he meant.

Jiang Jingheng’s lips curled slightly, "If there really was a man who dared to touch you, I’d make him wish for life nor death."

Although he was smiling, the smile didn’t reach his eyes, and his gaze was as cold as if infused with ice.

Mu Yan’s body trembled, as if seeing his cold side for the first time, a little at a loss, but she understood his meaning!

See, didn’t that scumbag Mu Shijun just show up in front of her?

Jiang Jingheng raised his hand and poked her forehead, "You don’t know who you gave yourself to the first time?"

Mu Yan’s heart stopped for a moment, she knew very well.

Old events, coupled with her depression, she feared he’d misunderstand!

As if seeing through her thoughts, Jiang Jingheng chuckled lightly, "Do I need to bring out evidence?"

Mu Yan was startled for a moment, evidence? Is there even evidence for such a thing?

Seeing her confused face, Jiang Jingheng’s lips arched slightly, "Wait."

He let go of her, got up, opened the wardrobe, took out a key, unlocked a drawer, and took out a bedsheet from inside.

"Why do you have the bedsheet locked in the drawer?" Mu Yan was a bit bewildered.

Jiang Jingheng didn’t explain, took the bedsheet, and spread it out in front of her.

Mu Yan saw the mottled red spots on the sheet, seemingly bloodstains.

She was a bit dazed and subconsciously asked, "Why is there blood on this?"

Jiang Jingheng looked at her with a smile but said nothing.

Mu Yan met his gaze and instantly understood, it was left from that night...

Her face turned red instantly, full of embarrassment, "Why do you keep this!"

As she spoke, she reached out to grab it.

Jiang Jingheng withdrew his hand, not giving it to her.

Mu Yan couldn’t snatch it from him and could only glare at him angrily.

He looked at her and laughed, "If I didn’t keep it, how would I reassure you?"

Mu Yan was speechless; clearly, it was his peculiar habit.

"I must keep something so important well, in case one day Mrs. Jiang forgets who her man is, I can prove my identity."

Mu Yan was furious, "You..."

How could there be such a shameless person in the world?

Jiang Jingheng folded the bedsheet, put it back in the drawer under Mu Yan’s accusing gaze, and casually put the key in his pocket, clearly indicating he didn’t want Mu Yan to touch it.

Mu Yan looked at him and lightly presented a deadly question, "If I were really violated by someone, would you despise me?"