365 days of hidden marriage: Mr.Jiang, high-profile spoil!

Out of the villa, Mu Yan took a taxi.

About half an hour later, she went to the place to eat, Juxiang Pavilion, the most famous Hunan restaurant in the city.

After she went in, she looked through the private room number of Lin Jiamu on her mobile phone as she walked.

When I passed the corner, one didn't notice and bumped into someone.

Before she apologized, a scolding voice came, "how do you walk? Do you have eyes?"

Mu Yan looked up and saw several men in suits standing in front of him, and the man he bumped into looked less than 30 years old, with clear and meaningful appearance, calm temperament, key, and a little familiar.

She didn't think much. She stepped back and apologized, "I'm sorry I hit you."

Ning Shishen looked at the nervous girl in front of him and said calmly, "it doesn't matter."

Mu Yan smiled apologetically and stepped aside to make way for him.

The person next to him immediately said, "President Ning, please."

Ning Shishen nodded slightly, raised his feet and walked forward, and the people next to him immediately followed.

Mu Yan looked at his back. It turned out that his surname was Ning.

Just then, her cell phone rang. It was Lin Jiamu.

She answered, "I've arrived. Come right away."

Ning Shishen went out and finally remembered who the girl who looked familiar just now was. Wasn't it the girl who fell after the star at the airport?

She's still as bold as before.

But it's a coincidence.

Soon, Mu Yan found the private room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Lin Jiamu and Qin Xi sitting together and chatting.

When they saw her coming in, they both stopped their voices.

"Mu Yan, you're coming. I'm starving." Qin Xi complained.

Mu Yan quickly stepped in and apologized, "I'm sorry I'm late."

"It's Lin Jiamu's fault. If you don't come, you won't let it open." Qin Xi glanced at Lin Jiamu.

Lin Jiamu ignored her and looked at Xiang Muyan. "Was it really all right yesterday?"

Mu Yan knew he was talking about her falling from the air. He nodded and said, "it's all right. It doesn't depend on who I am."

Lin Jiamu looked a little heavy. "I still think you don't want to enter the entertainment industry."

"Then what am I doing?" She lost her smile.

"Draw." Lin Jiamu said in a deep voice.

Mu Yan smiled slightly. Sometimes Lin Jiamu was as stubborn as Mu Chen.

Every time I mentioned this topic, the atmosphere was wrong. Qin Xi quickly rounded up the scene, "all the dishes are served. Have a meal."

Mu Yan saw the waiter come in and said, "can you help me with paper and pen?"

"OK." The waiter replied.

Soon, paper and pen were sent.

When the door closed, Mu Yan drew the dishes on the table on the paper with a pen. Her left hand seemed to spasm and began to shake. The lines on the paper were in a mess.

Qin Xi's heart was sour and quickly grabbed her hand. "Well, Mu Yan, don't force it."

Mu Yan looked at Lin Jiamu and smiled, "I don't have any disguise. This is the reality."

From very early on, she accepted the fact that she couldn't draw.

But mu Chen didn't accept it. Later, Lin Jiamu was infected by him and didn't accept it.

Lin Jiamu looked a little depressed. He poured a glass of wine and poured it down.

Qin Xi looked at him, scolded and said, "do you drink like this?"

Lin Jiamu looked at Xiang Muyan and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"It's all right. I know you're good for me, but I'm very happy now." Mu Yan smiled.

"OK, eat."

Muyan just picked up his chopsticks when suddenly his mobile phone rang.

Someone is hungry.