Chapter 1583: I’m Yours!

Chapter 1583: Chapter 1583: I’m Yours!

"It’s yours, it’s yours, no one’s snatching your husband. Showing off your love so early in the morning—can’t you give us single dogs a little room to breathe? I’m unfollowing now. [Angry]"

"Pah, who doesn’t know that you and Jiang Jingheng are in a show marriage? Big talk like that and you’re not afraid of biting your tongue."

"The commenter above is clearly a jealous hater. What does their good relationship bother you for? Even if my Yan Bao isn’t with Jiang Jingheng, do you think you have a chance?"

"If you post a picture of Young Master Jiang, then I’ll believe you guys are genuinely in love. [Cute]"

"The person above is too sly. I’m afraid your titanium dog eyes aren’t worthy of laying eyes on my Jiang Meiren."

...

Jiang Jingheng browsed through a few comments, then looked up at someone on the sofa, a smile tugging at his lips.

He withdrew his gaze, typed a few words on his phone, then set it down beside him and continued working.

Fans who had been waiting under Jiang Jingheng’s Weibo finally saw their idol’s post after several hours of anticipation.

Jiang Jingheng v: Hmm, I’m yours.

Even with just a few words, fans were all screaming about how sweet it was!

"Whoa, even through the screen, I can feel Young Master Jiang’s full-on affection."

"Anyone saying Mu Yan and Young Master Jiang are putting on a show must be idiots. Does Young Master Jiang need to pretend? Does Mu Yan need to pretend? They’re a perfect match—leaving each other is no big deal. If it wasn’t working, they’d have split long ago."

"My friend works at Young Master Jiang’s company. She said Shengyuan Group recently had internal struggles, and Mu Yan turned the tide to save Young Master Jiang’s position. The drama between the two was just a show put on for a certain deputy GM vying for power. Now that Young Master Jiang is back in charge, there’s no need for them to act—their reconciliation is natural."

...

Mu Yan woke up from a nap, lured by the aroma of food.

She sniffed the air, the smell growing more enticing, realizing it wasn’t an illusion. She opened her eyes and saw someone on the sofa nearby through her peripheral vision.

Almost simultaneously, a male voice asked, "Awake?"

Mu Yan sat up, looked at him, and replied, "Yeah."

She raised a hand to cover her mouth in a yawn, her gaze falling on the meal containers on the table.

"Hmm, what time is it? Have you eaten yet?"

"Yeah, it’s almost twelve. You must be hungry." Jiang Jingheng said, pouring a bowl of soup and handing it to her, "Have some soup first."

"Mm." Mu Yan took it, blew on it, and sipped a little.

She rotated her neck, looked at him, and said, "Hubby, my neck is a bit sore."

Jiang Jingheng wiped his hands with a tissue, came over to massage her neck immediately, "Is it here?"

"A bit to the left." Mu Yan said, "Yes, there—it really hurts."

"You should sleep at home; conditions here are limited." Jiang Jingheng said.

Mu Yan appeared listless, said nothing, and continued to enjoy the massage.

Just then, someone knocked on the door, and it opened with the secretary coming in.

"President, the fruit..."

The secretary saw Jiang Jingheng massaging Mu Yan, and was utterly dumbfounded, as if she was seeing things.

Jiang Jingheng glanced at her, his gaze falling on the fruit plate she held, and said lightly, "Leave it here."

"Yes!" The secretary withdrew her gaze, placed the fruit tray down, and left.

Once outside, she patted her chest, looking thoroughly shaken.

An assistant asked, "Sis, what’s wrong? Why did delivering fruit to Brother Song scare you like this?"

"It was truly shocking." The secretary exhaled, "I need a can of Sprite to calm my nerves."

She returned to her station, cracked open a can tab, and took a big gulp—though it didn’t seem enough.

She picked up her phone and posted a Weibo update.

"What you believed about the top family’s prestigious young master turns out to be a devoted husband behind closed doors, feeding his wife while giving her a massage—can you even believe it when I say it?"