Chapter 1558 - 1548: Clouds Parted, Sun Revealed

Chapter 1558: Chapter 1548: Clouds Parted, Sun Revealed

Mu Yan’s words left the reporters baffled, even feeling as if they were force-fed a big dose of PDA.

Honestly speaking, who wouldn’t want to marry a man as outstanding as Jiang Jingheng and be pampered by him? However, outstanding men often seem like they are not far from going astray, which is why the marriages of these wealthy young masters attract so much attention.

"Miss Mu, what woman wouldn’t want to be pampered by a man? What kind of contradiction is that? Are you deliberately acting lovey-dovey?" a reporter joked.

Mu Yan chuckled and said to the camera, "If this comes across as PDA, I apologize, because my husband truly spoils me. I’m here to tell a certain fool that from the moment I fell in love with you, you became inseparable from my life. I won’t doubt you because of anyone else’s words; I only trust my own eyes and heart. You have to learn to trust me, to trust in my feelings for you. Although I may not love you as much as you love me, I will try my best."

A reporter asked, "But with so many rumors about you, isn’t it normal for your husband to be unhappy?"

Before Mu Yan could speak, Kong Yanzi, sitting next to her, suddenly spoke up, "If this lady beside me actually had an affair, based on my understanding of Mr. Jiang, he might have already torn the lover apart with his bare hands. Do you think I and this gentleman singer could still sit here?"

Everyone was surprised, not expecting this handsome blonde man to speak Chinese, and his voice was surprisingly pleasant.

So, has this rumored individual denied having any relationship with Mu Yan?

Mu Yan seemed to notice everyone’s confusion and didn’t want to keep them in suspense. "The person next to me is a classmate of my husband from when he studied abroad, and at the same time, he is my nephew. Formally speaking, he should call me aunt. Of course, some may question the distance of our blood relation, so simply put, my mom and his grandfather are siblings; his father is my first cousin."

The reporters below were all stunned; no one expected such a relationship.

Mu Yan continued, "As for Mr. Ning from the IOC Group, we have known each other since we were young because of the relationship between the Zhuang Family and the Ning Family. He has always been like an elder brother to me. I kindly ask everyone to stop using us to create topics, causing embarrassment for our two families. My husband and I are truly not that generous. And as for Lin Jiamu, don’t even mention it. You hype the rumors about him and me every day, and then he can’t find a partner, and his fans come to complain on his behalf. Don’t say I didn’t warn you."

Clearly, the previous parts were warnings, yet the tone suddenly shifted at the end, leaving everyone frozen before bursting into laughter, lightening up the atmosphere.

Lin Jiamu laughed, "If I can’t find a partner, I’ll just stick around your house and annoy your husband every day."

Mu Yan gave a light hum, "That’s not going to work; you’d better hurry up and get married."

The crowd below burst into laughter, being thoroughly amused by Mu Yan’s words.

In the small town at noon, travelers were having lunch in the inn’s restaurant.

This place was relatively remote, so the food was simpler, not particularly exquisite, but it was the local specialty, which for the occasional traveler was quite a treat.

Tourists sat around simplistic wooden tables, eating and watching a forty-inch TV on the wall, which was showing the news of Lin Jiamu’s new album launch.

A girl excitedly said, "I knew Mu Yan and Young Master Jiang wouldn’t divorce. I was right; I believe in love again."

"Nowadays, which female star isn’t materialistic, making up all kinds of lies for money? What love? They are just deceiving young girls like you," a middle-aged woman in her forties said.

With a "bang," a door was kicked open, drawing everyone’s attention in the restaurant.

A tall man walked in, dressed in casual attire, his build tall and slender, though his face was obscured by a hat, but the powerful aura around him seemed to freeze the entire space.

He held a bouquet of golden sunflowers in his hand, which seemed slightly out of place with him, but on closer inspection, it seemed to perfectly balance out his fierce dominance.