Feeling sorry for Mu Yan running around all day, Jiang Jingheng didn't make things hard for her.
After everything was over, Mu Yan was exhausted and fell asleep in a daze.
Jiang Jingheng held her and whispered, "Why not just keep painting."
It was unclear whether he was saying this to her or to himself.
The person in his arms murmured softly, "Mm..." and did not wake up.
Jiang Jingheng kissed her forehead, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
The next morning, after seeing Jiang Jingheng off, Mu Yan got into the nanny car that came to pick her up for an event.
On the way, feeling bored, she browsed Weibo and saw Zhao Xiyue making headlines again; she had been in another car accident last night.
But this time, it wasn't her who got hurt—she had hit someone.
Seeing her looking at the news, Luo Yao couldn't help but say, "Don't you think Zhao Xiyue is toxic? With such bad driving skills, she shouldn't be on the road. Isn't she just endangering people?"
