When Mu Yan woke up the next morning, she found that her face was swollen.
She had to admit, Sun Hao sure had a strong grip yesterday.
She changed her clothes and went downstairs, just in time to see Jiang Jingheng having breakfast.
She walked over to greet him, "Young Master Jiang, morning."
"Morning." Jiang Jingheng looked at her, nodded, but his gaze lingered on her face.
Mu Yan went over to the dining table and said, "Young Master Jiang, thank you for yesterday."
Jiang Jingheng's attention was all on her face, he frowned and said, "What's wrong with your face?"
Mu Yan instinctively touched her face and laughed, "It's nothing, my wisdom tooth is inflamed, so my face is swollen."
Jiang Jingheng withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "Is that so? Then take some anti-inflammatory medication."
"Mm." Mu Yan nodded, lowered her head, and drank her porridge.
The dining table was silent. Before long, Jiang Jingheng finished eating and prepared to go to work.
