Mu Yan was kept up all night by Jiang Jingheng's words, "Wait for me."
Early the next morning, around six, Song Cheng'an came to pick her up for the airport and saw her with two panda eyes. He asked with a smile, "Did you have a fight with Zhou Gong last night?"
Mu Yan, "..."
It wasn't her fault.
Blame it on a certain jerk who just flirted and ran.
She tried calling Jiang Jingheng in the morning, but still couldn't reach him.
"Brother Song, did anything happen at Jiang Jingheng's company?" Mu Yan asked.
Song Cheng'an glanced at her and laughed, "Don't worry, even if Upper City is no more, the Jiang Family won't go bankrupt in your lifetime."
Mu Yan, "..."
That wasn't what she was asking.
But it seems Jiang Jingheng's company is fine, so is it a personal matter?
"Why did you suddenly ask this?" Song Cheng'an inquired.
Mu Yan thought for a moment and said, "I can't reach him on the phone."
"He must be busy, or maybe abroad," Song Cheng'an replied.
"Mm." Mu Yan nodded.
