Song Cheng'an stood aside, watching the sweet interaction between the two of them, feeling like he was being fed a big bowl of dog food.
It seemed as though whenever something involved Mu Yan, Jiang turned into a different person.
He sighed and suddenly said, "I suddenly feel a bit unwell too and feel like throwing up."
Jiang Jingheng glanced at him and said coldly, "Then get out if you're not feeling well!"
Song Cheng'an, "..."
Right, yes, he's still the same him.
With the woman's husband present, naturally there was nothing left for anyone else, so Song Cheng'an and Lian Jun quickly went out.
The room was left with just Mu Yan and Jiang Jingheng.
While Mu Yan was sipping her ginger tea, Jiang Jingheng filled a hot water bottle and handed it to her.
"Hold this against your stomach; it should feel a bit better."
Mu Yan glanced at the hot water bottle and took it; it wasn't too hot, just perfect.
