Yin Manqing walked out of the café, her expression slightly more relaxed.
She pondered over what Zhao Jia Min had just said, fearing that Jing Heng's involvement was more than just playing around with a woman.
If it was really as she suspected, it would explain his lack of focus at work over the past year.
She took a deep breath, feeling her anger rising rapidly within her.
Doesn't he know his own identity and status? How dare he mess around like this!
She took out her phone, ready to call and question him, but as soon as she dialed, she immediately hung up.
This son of hers had a cold demeanor; usually, if she asked ten questions, it would be good if he answered one.
Rather than asking him, she might as well investigate herself.
With this thought, she picked up her phone and dialed a number.
"Yu Ma, has the young master been staying at Jinxiu recently?"
In the bedroom of Jinxiu Villa, Mu Yan slowly awoke, her whole body aching.
