A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 876: Little Sunflower’s Husband!

Jiang Jingheng stayed at the hospital until around ten o’clock before leaving. As he was about to go, Mu Yan saw him off downstairs and stuffed several shopping bags into his hands.

Jiang Jingheng frowned and said, "Wear it if you bought it, don’t save money on me."

He thought she wanted him to take the clothes home and hang them up.

"I’d love to wear them, but with such a big difference in height and body shape between us, I can’t fit into them." Mu Yan laughed.

Jiang Jingheng looked at her, dazed, seemingly not understanding what she meant.

Amused by his bewildered look, Mu Yan leaned close to his ear and said, "Try them on at home and remember to take a photo for me."

After saying this, she turned and headed towards the elevator.

Jiang Jingheng stood where he was, watching her back disappear at the doorway, a gentle hue appearing in his hazel eyes.

He glanced down at the shopping bags in his hand, his palms warming up.

After seeing Jiang Jingheng off, Mu Yan returned to the ward to continue reading scripts. She didn’t know how long it passed when suddenly she received a call from Fan Youyou. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Mu Yan, you have to believe me. It’s not like what people are saying online. I didn’t intend to step on you to climb up."

Her voice was urgent and somewhat incoherent, "It’s all Zhang Qun’s fault. We’re contract lovers, and our breakup has nothing to do with you."

After listening to her rant for a while, Mu Yan asked, "Did you call me to explain?"

"Yes, Mu Yan, you must believe me. I didn’t want to harm you. All of this is Zhang Qun’s conspiracy. I’m innocent."

Mu Yan was silent for a moment and then said, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now."

Fan Youyou, unwilling to give up, asked, "Mu Yan, do you believe me?"

Mu Yan retorted, "Do you believe what you’re saying?"

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

Mu Yan continued, "Let’s end this matter here."

"No, no way, Mu Yan, I know I was wrong." Fan Youyou pleaded, "Please forgive me. I was just momentarily bewitched."

"Ah, ah, you know I’ve been in the industry for many years, and I never really made it. I really want to become popular. I can’t help it. If I don’t become famous soon, I’ll be too old. You have to understand that, right?"

"Sorry, I really can’t understand that," Mu Yan said indifferently.

"Mu Yan, you..."

Mu Yan interrupted her, "I don’t care what difficulties you have, but I can’t agree with the behavior of elevating yourself by discrediting others. You’re asking me to forgive you? Sorry, I don’t forgive."

"Mu Yan, are you trying to drive me to desperation? I’ve already realized my mistakes. I really can’t be banned. I have parents to support, loans to pay for my house. I need to make money."

Mu Yan lowered her eyelids, her expression completely unmoved, "What’s that got to do with me?"

"Mu Yan, how can you be so cruel?" Fan Youyou shouted angrily, "Aren’t you just relying on the patron behind you to indulge you without any scruples? Let’s see when that man abandons you, if you can still be as glamorous as now. I curse..."

Mu Yan slightly frowned, hung up the phone directly, too lazy to listen to her resentful words.

Even if she’s banned because of her, it’s her own fault.

Just then, she received a photo on WeChat from Jiang Jingheng, the man wearing a sweater, standing before a fitting mirror. The deep gray sweater made his features appear more profound, matching his temperament well.

She immediately replied with a message, "Who is this guy, so handsome."

Soon, he replied, "Little Sunflower’s husband."

Mu Yan pouted. Just how much does he like sunflowers? She’s getting a bit jealous.