A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 927: Has the Male Idol’s Account Been Hacked?
Living on her income? Jiang Jingheng?
Lu Hao and the others looked at Jiang Jingheng with great interest, "Yeah, Jingheng, your little wife’s career is at its peak now, she has thirty or forty million fans, over ten times more than you. If your business ever fails, won’t she have to support you?"
Mu Yan knew they were teasing Jiang Jingheng, but her face still warmed up. She couldn’t help but cough lightly and turn to look at the man beside her.
His handsome face showed no sign of anger, but rather a sense of pride, as he lazily swirled the wine glass in his hand.
His peach blossom eyes slightly lifted, he joked, "Living on her income, huh, not bad, some people want to do it but can’t."
Everyone gasped, giving him a look of disdain. They’ve seen shameless people, but never someone this shameless, making living on her income sound so justified.
Of course, they felt a bit sour too; isn’t he just flaunting his wealthy wife?
Almost everyone present was single, wanting to live on her income but couldn’t, some even relying on family support.
Lu Hao snorted lightly, "What’s the point of showing off in front of us? If you’re gutsy, post what you just said online, let your fangirls see their idol being shameless."
Dong Le clicked his tongue and said to Mu Yan, "Sister-in-law, I bet Brother Jiang wouldn’t dare, saying that online would surely lose him followers, he barely gained a few million fans recently."
Mu Yan struggled to smile; indeed, Jiang Jingheng had gained another million or two fans these past few days, reaching almost four million, and they’re all female fans.
She even peeked at his phone last night; those fangirls were calling him husband under his Weibo posts, and he seemed a bit pleased—hmph!
They should know his true colors, so no one would compete with her for him.
Jiang Jingheng glanced at her, seeing her indifferent expression, but her eyes still darting toward him. He raised an eyebrow, picked up his phone, and started tweeting.
Everyone was a bit surprised; was he serious?
Mu Yan sat right next to him, seeing clearly what he was posting.
She contentedly lifted her wine glass, just as it was snatched away.
"You’re a bit cold, no drinking chilled stuff." The man’s cool voice came, and soon, a cup of hot soy milk was placed beside her.
Mu Yan pursed her lips, picked up the soy milk, took a sip—so sweet.
"Wow, Brother Jiang, you really aren’t afraid of losing followers!" Dong Le egged on after reading the post.
Jiang Jingheng casually put down his phone, "What they think doesn’t bother me one bit!"
He turned to look at Mu Yan, suddenly revealing a smile, "Mrs. Jiang’s thoughts matter most."
Mu Yan couldn’t help but laugh, turning away, ignoring him.
"Sister-in-law is blushing." Lan Xi laughed, "Brother Jiang should consider we are present, save the flirting for home, okay?"
Mu Yan lightly coughed, "Then seal your Brother Jiang’s lips."
"I wouldn’t dare, better you do it, sister-in-law." Lan Xi chuckled.
Mu Yan was amusedly at a loss for words, but she could tell Lan Xi was in a great mood.
They enjoyed their meal happily, meanwhile, there was another uproar online.
Jiang Jingheng V: I’m really enjoying living on her income!
This statement made the fangirls’ imaginations run wild instantly. No way, is husband married? Or has a girlfriend? Their dreams must be shattered!
But no, the idol’s vastly successful family makes him the top diamond bachelor, why would he need to live on her income?
The fangirls were instantly comforted, all asking, husband, were you hacked!
