Heartbeat? Mu Yan was momentarily stunned, then replied firmly, "Of course not."
"That's more like it, Mu Yan, some people are destined to be just scenery in our lives, only to be admired. You're one of Song Cheng'an's artists, so it's inevitable you'll meet some rich heirs. Don't get attached, the gap between you and them is more than just status. To people like them, women are like clothes, easily replaced without a second thought."
Mu Yan's eyes flickered slightly, she lowered her gaze and responded, "Don't worry, I know."
"That's good, but this Young Master Jiang might be your lucky star."
Mu Yan chuckled, "Since when did you become so superstitious?"
"I forgot to tell you last time, Sun Hao is done for, his family went bankrupt, and the one who brought him down was Boss Jiang."
Mu Yan's expression changed slightly, "Really?"
