After returning to the villa, Mu Yan went to take a shower.
Jiang Jingheng saw her enter the bedroom, took his phone, and went to the balcony to make a call.
Before long, the call was answered on the other side.
"Old Jiang, what's up?"
"I don't care how much crap you have outside, just don't let these things get to Mu Yan's ears."
"Uh, no, Old Jiang, what crap are you talking about?"
"What were you doing with Zhao Jia Min tonight? Do I need to spell it out for you?" Jiang Jingheng's face was stern, and his voice was clearly displeased.
"Don't worry about this, I know what I'm doing."
"You think I want to meddle in your crap? I just don't want Mu Yan to think I've got unreliable friends and misunderstand me."
"Alright, alright, I got it. But how did Mu Yan know about me and Zhao Jia Min?"
"She's gotten very close to Lan Xi lately. They both know everything you and Zhao Jia Min did tonight." Mentioning this, Jiang Jingheng was already fuming inside.
