A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire

Chapter 190: The Best on the Field!

Mu Yan looked at the sunflower he handed over, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Her favorite flower was the sunflower.

Seeing him suddenly, it seemed she was no longer concerned about why he had broken the date.

This feeling was quite intriguing.

She took the flower and said, "Thank you, did you watch the live stream?"

She looked at him, her clear eyes sparkling just like diamonds.

"Of course." Jiang Jingheng raised an eyebrow, his light brown eyes full of gentle light, "You were the best of the night."

Unfortunately, the light in the parking lot was too dim, and Mu Yan didn’t see his expression clearly.

However, being affirmed by him like that, she suddenly felt a little shy.

She tightened her grip on the flowers, and asked softly, "The live stream isn’t over yet, maybe someone else sang better than me."

Jiang Jingheng pondered for a moment and agreed, "You’re right."

Mu Yan, "..."

She suddenly felt today’s flower wasn’t pretty at all, and she really wanted to throw it at his head!

Jiang Jingheng, seeing her puffed-up face, raised an eyebrow, "But then again, what does it matter to me if others sing well or not? I’m not listening to them."

Mu Yan felt as if her heart had been thrown down from the sky, then lifted high again.

She met his gaze, those charming eyes twinkling with laughter, lighthearted yet sexy.

She knew she was being teased, and she knew she was pleased by his words.

She suddenly averted her gaze, "Let’s go home."

Go home? Now it was Jiang Jingheng’s turn to be delighted.

"Alright." He smiled slightly and opened the door to the passenger seat.

Mu Yan lowered her head and got in.

In the car, hugging the sunflower, Mu Yan gently smelled its faint fragrance, and her whole heart seemed warm.

She hesitated for a moment and asked the man next to her, "Why did you suddenly come to pick me up today?"

"I came to pick you up last time too," Jiang Jingheng answered.

"Hmm? Yes!" Mu Yan recalled how he had protected her from the concentrated acid last time.

Jiang Jingheng looked at her, his eyes filled with playful smiles, "As a husband, isn’t picking up my wife to go home the right thing to do?"

Mu Yan felt her eyes sting for a moment, and she immediately averted her gaze.

She thought she was immune to his teasing words, but now, she suddenly hoped what he said was true.

Jiang Jingheng, watching her evasive behavior, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, yet another ostrich act.

His gaze swept over the sunflower she was holding tightly, and his expression turned subtle.

She never held him like that.

Could it be the sunflower is more attractive than him?

But he knew, it’s not as beautiful as she is.

The car stopped outside the villa.

Mu Yan got out of the car and saw that the villa was dark inside. Was Yu Ma not there again?

She entered, turned on the light, and prepared to change her shoes.

Just as she took off her shoes, she remembered the thing that had troubled her all night.

A sudden idea came to her, "We should go shopping for sneakers tomorrow, and throw these shoes away."

Jiang Jingheng walked in, just in time to see her muttering with her sneakers in hand.

His eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "Are the shoes broken?"

"No, but everyone who sees me wearing these shoes says they’re too ugly," Mu Yan answered.

The expression on Jiang Jingheng’s face turned a bit subtle, "Very ugly?"

"Don’t you think they’re ugly?" Mu Yan looked at him, surprised.

A hint of a smile appeared in Jiang Jingheng’s light brown eyes, and he slightly curled his lips, "But if it’s just a pair of shoes, if you don’t like them, just throw them away."

He walked past Mu Yan, put on his slippers, and went directly into the house.

Mu Yan watched his retreating figure, refusing to admit it even if threatened?

Just then, Jiang Jingheng suddenly stopped, looked at her, and furrowed his brows slightly, "Are they really that ugly?"

Mu Yan suppressed her urge to laugh, nodded earnestly, "Yes."

Jiang Jingheng said nothing and went directly upstairs.

Once he left, Mu Yan couldn’t hold back her laughter.

Young Master Jiang, surely wouldn’t have expected to be pranked one day!

She put the shoes back in the cabinet; shoes with such significance definitely can’t be thrown away.