A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 860: Not Allowed!

On the way back to the villa, Mu Yan sat in the passenger seat, extremely silent, completely different from her previous aggressive demeanor when facing Old Sir Jiang and the others.

When they arrived home, Jiang Jingheng noticed she hadn’t moved and turned his head to see she had fallen asleep.

Was this because the argument had worn her out?

He remembered her fierce stance from the evening, and his expression softened a bit.

From childhood to adulthood, she was the only person who defended him unreservedly.

Just like when they first met, she was as radiant as a sunflower, as if being by his side enveloped him in warmth.

The most impulsive thing he did in this life was being hopelessly infatuated with a girl at first sight.

And the most correct thing he did was never stopping to love her, and ultimately having her.

But even after they got married, he never imagined one day he would stand before her, dealing with those who bullied him.

In fact, as long as he didn’t want it, no one could bully him.

Yet he liked the feeling of being protected by her, as if he were a diluted treasure.

His hand gently stroked her cheek, his light brown eyes deep and dark under the night’s immersion, filled with swirling dark elements.

Since she reached out to hold his hand, it had to be held forever.

Because even if one day she no longer wanted to, he wouldn’t let go, yet he hoped that day would never come.

He hoped he appeared flawless in her eyes, so she would love only him forever.

Suddenly, Mu Yan shifted uncomfortably and slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the enlarged handsome face in front of her, she murmured, "Are we home?"

She turned her head to look around, only to see the pitch-black villa beside them.

The night was quiet, and the villa seemed like a beast trapped in darkness, ferocious and gloomy.

She shuddered all over, and her consciousness became clearer.

"Mm." Jiang Jingheng replied, "Get out of the car now."

"Mm." Mu Yan unbuckled her seatbelt, preparing to get off the car, when suddenly an arm extended over, directly blocking her.

Mu Yan turned her head to see Jiang Jingheng leaning down, looking at her, his arms wrapping around her.

"What’s wrong?" Mu Yan asked.

Jiang Jingheng suddenly leaned down and kissed her lips.

Mu Yan closed her eyes in response; when they were together, he liked kissing her whenever they were alone, and she enjoyed this feeling too.

At this moment, her mind was full of him, full of the flavor of love, and he was the same, their hearts closely linked, sweet to the extreme. But soon, she realized something was wrong; his kisses were eager, his breath full of strong desire, and his hands misbehaving, even pulling open her dress zipper.

They were in the car, after all, and Mu Yan felt ashamed thinking about it.

Moreover, they were already home, was he that impatient?

She tried to push the person on top away, but couldn’t.

She avoided his kiss and whispered, "Not here."

Jiang Jingheng’s breath was somewhat heavy, kissing her face while asking, "Then where?"

His voice was low, intensely restrained.

Mu Yan looked at his dark eyes, her heart surging, and whispered, "Inside the house first."

Jiang Jingheng suddenly stopped, gazing at her for a few seconds, then curved his lips into a smile, his eyes glowing with extraordinary brilliance.

The next moment, Mu Yan felt the weight on her body disappear, followed by the sound of the car door opening.

Jiang Jingheng walked around to open the passenger door, directly lifted the person from the car, kicked the door shut with one foot, and carried her into the house.