Mrs. Jiang is arrogant

Chapter 1003 Miss Me That Much?

Because Jiang Jingheng was coming back today, Muyan deliberately rushed back from the hospital last night, and got up early in the morning.

The first time she picked up her phone, she was shocked by the number of WeChat messages.

So much news, what happened again?

Lanxi, Zheng Luhua, and Qin Xi basically have a good relationship with her and sent her WeChat messages.

Qin Xi: "I've worked so hard for so many years, but I can't keep up with the two things you're wearing. My mentality is blown, and my friends are gone!"

Lan Xi: "Yanyan, brother Jiang is such a prodigal, won't you beat him up? I won't admit that I'm envious and jealous!"

Zheng Luhua: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

Wang Lingjia, "Isn't it a bit high for you two to show your affection? To be honest, if you keep doing these things like this, I will become less and less willing to get married, and I will definitely rely on you."

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Muyan read several wechat messages but didn't see why, she only knew that there was some movement on Jiang Jingheng's side.

Subconsciously, she opened Weibo and saw that Jiang Jingheng was number one on the most searched list.

Muyan was a little speechless, if this person wasn't a kid from a rich family, he would definitely attract a lot of fans when he became a celebrity.

She opened it and found out that Jiang Jingheng had bought two diamonds in Switzerland. After seeing the price, she fell silent for a moment.

She suddenly understood Lanxi and the others' feelings.

She felt that she was in a complicated mood now, that is, she was happy and hurt at the same time.

Jiang Jingheng arrived in China at noon, and Muyan planned to make some soup for him to nourish his body.

Seeing her entering the kitchen, Mama Yu took the initiative to step aside.

In fact, the materials are all prepared by Yu Ma, she just needs to put them in, and then there is the issue of heat.

After cooking the soup, Muyan went to eat breakfast.

Jiang Jingheng drove back after getting off the plane.

When I entered the door, I saw her sitting in the living room drawing a picture. She was so absorbed that she didn't even notice him coming in.

Jiang Jingheng put on his shoes, walked behind her, and found that she was drawing his sketch.

She didn't hesitate at all when she wrote, every line was drawn very well and lifelike, especially there seemed to be a look in her eyes that he didn't know.

Although outsiders say that he looks good, he doesn't care much about it.

Until she saw her painting, it turned out that he was really good-looking in her eyes.

After finishing the last stroke, Muyan looked at it and was very satisfied.

She put down the brush, stretched herself, and was about to go to the kitchen to see if the soup was ready.

As soon as she stood up, she felt someone was in the Queen of God. She was startled, turned her head and saw that it was him, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Why didn't you talk when you came back, my heart jumped out of your fright."

"I just want to see what Mrs. Jiang is doing these days when I'm not here." Jiang Jingheng said with a smile, his eyes fell on the drawing paper, "It turns out that Mrs. Jiang misses me so much that she wants to draw me."

Muyan snorted softly, "That's right, can't it?"

"my pleasure."

Muyan sized him up for a moment, and felt relieved after confirming that he wasn't thin.

"Are you tired, do you want to rest?"

"I won't be tired after seeing Mrs. Jiang."

Muyan knew that he was a talkative boy, and said: "Then are you hungry, I made soup."

"Of course Mrs. Jiang's soup should be drunk." Jiang Jingheng said so, pinching her fingers directly, looking at her, and reassuring after making sure that she was not injured.

Muyan knew what he was thinking, and whispered: "If I hurt my finger, I can't draw."

"It's good that you know." Jiang Jingheng raised his eyebrows, "Your fingers are not for cooking."

"Is that for painting?"

"Not at all."

"Huh?" Muyan looked at him puzzled.

Jiang Jingheng didn't say anything, and walked upstairs with his suitcase.

Muyan felt that his eyes had a lot of meaning, and she had an intuition that it was not a good thing, but she was dragged upstairs by him.

(End of this chapter)