A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 585 Missing You!

One morning, everyone who knew about her relationship with Jiang Jingheng called her to check in.

Especially Lin Jiamu, he seemed quite irritated.

"If he dares to wrong you, tell me, I don’t care who he is, I’ll beat him up regardless."

Mu Yan quickly reassured him, "He hasn’t wronged me, that woman is his elder brother’s fiancée. Yesterday, his brother was hospitalized, so he went to the airport to pick her up and take her to the hospital."

Lin Jiamu didn’t know whether to believe it or not, and said deeply, "You know better than I do what the truth is. I won’t ask more, but if he bullies you, don’t endure it, tell me."

"Okay, I know, with you around, he wouldn’t dare bully me." Mu Yan laughed softly.

Lin Jiamu gave a few more words of advice before hanging up.

Mu Yan didn’t say much, but in her heart, she was overwhelmingly touched. Ever since she met Lin Jiamu, he had always taken care of her, like a brother.

Fate between people is indeed marvelous.

Her and Mu Chen, her and Lin Jiamu, her and Qin Xi, and even her and Jiang Jingheng.

She would sometimes complain that fate was unfair, making her suffer so much.

But heaven had actually given her many blessings.

She knew she couldn’t be greedy, nor did she have the right to resent the vast gap between her and Jiang Jingheng’s status.

She exhaled lightly, not wanting to think about those troubling things anymore.

At lunch, Mu Yan asked Yu Ma about Jiang Jingheng’s elder brother.

It seemed she had heard more than once from Jiang Jingheng about his brother’s poor health.

Yu Ma answered, "The eldest young master had a car accident early on, leaving him paralyzed, and not long after was diagnosed with kidney failure; his health is poor."

Mu Yan thought of her brother Mu Chen, who also deteriorated rapidly after a car accident.

"Is Jingheng close with his brother?"

Yu Ma smiled and said, "Yes, in the Jiang Family, the third young master listens to the eldest young master the most."

Mu Yan understood and asked no more. Given her current unclear status, she couldn’t visit Jiang Jingheng’s brother, only hoping he would recover soon.

At about six o’clock, Jiang Jingheng returned.

As he entered, he saw Mu Yan sitting on the sofa reading a script.

After not seeing her for a night, seeing her suddenly, he realized how much he had missed her.

Mu Yan noticed the movement and looked up to see him enter. She immediately stood up and said, "You’re back."

Jiang Jingheng approached and pulled her into his arms.

Mu Yan hugged him gently and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"Missed you," he confessed without reservation.

Mu Yan was slightly embarrassed, "We only haven’t seen each other for a day."

"One day apart feels like three autumns."

He released her, a flicker of light moving in his pale brown eyes.

"Even a moment apart from you, I miss you."

Mu Yan dared not look at his eyes filled with emotion, too shy to bear it.

This person, really, as soon as he came back, he said such cheesy things.

"Did you miss me?" he suddenly asked.

Mu Yan involuntarily looked up, meeting his eyes, a hint of intimacy between them.

He was always so straightforward, making people shy, making people happy.

Then she... she couldn’t just keep being an ostrich.

She suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips.

She missed him, every moment, she missed him.

Although she trusted him, her heart was uneasy the whole morning.

Only seeing him now made that unease slowly dissipate.

Jiang Jingheng’s eyes darkened, pulling her by the waist, reversing the roles.

After who knows how long, he lifted her by the waist and carried her upstairs.

Mu Yan vaguely saw Yu Ma coming out of the kitchen and going back in, giving her a fright.

She grabbed his clothes and whispered, "What are you doing, put me down."

"What do you think I want to do?" Jiang Jingheng’s voice was hoarse.

Mu Yan felt something pressing against her bottom, her face reddening like an apple.

In broad daylight, with others at home, how could he act so nonchalantly, taking her upstairs, as if no one knew what they were about to do.