A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire
Chapter 109 His Phone

Chapter 109: Chapter 109 His Phone

Exiting the villa, Mu Yan hailed a taxi.

About half an hour later, she arrived at the dining place, Juxiang Pavilion, the city’s most famous Hunan restaurant.

After she went in, she looked at her phone to find the private room number where Lin Jiamu was.

Turning a corner, she accidentally bumped into someone.

Before she could apologize, a scolding voice came from the side, "How do you walk? Do you have eyes?"

Mu Yan looked up to see a few men in suits standing in front of her, and the person she bumped into looked under thirty, with a refined appearance and a composed demeanor, and yet, quite familiar.

She didn’t give it much thought, stepped back, and apologized, "I’m sorry, I bumped into you."

Ning Shishen looked at the nervous girl in front of him and said calmly, "It’s okay."

Mu Yan smiled apologetically and stepped aside to let him pass.

The person next to him immediately said, "Mr. Ning, please."

Ning Shishen nodded slightly, and stepped forward, with the others quickly following.

Mu Yan watched his back, realizing that his last name was Ning.

At that moment, her phone rang; it was Lin Jiamu calling.

She answered, "I’ve arrived, coming over now."

As Ning Shishen exited the door, he finally remembered who that familiar-looking girl was. Wasn’t she the one who fell while chasing a star at the airport?

She’s still as reckless as before.

But it was quite a coincidence.

Very soon, Mu Yan found the private room; upon opening the door, she saw Lin Jiamu and Qin Xi sitting and chatting together.

Both stopped talking when they saw her enter.

"Mu Yan, you finally came. I was about to starve to death," Qin Xi complained.

Mu Yan walked in quickly and apologized, "I’m sorry for being late."

"It’s all Lin Jiamu’s fault, he wouldn’t let the food start without you," Qin Xi glanced at Lin Jiamu.

Lin Jiamu ignored her and looked at Mu Yan, "Are you really okay after yesterday?"

Mu Yan knew he was talking about when she fell from the air and nodded, "I’m really fine, don’t you know who I am?"

Lin Jiamu’s expression darkened slightly, "I still think you shouldn’t enter the entertainment industry."

"Then what should I do?" Mu Yan laughed.

"Draw," Lin Jiamu said seriously.

Mu Yan’s smile paused momentarily; sometimes Lin Jiamu was as stubborn as Mu Chen.

Whenever this topic came up, the atmosphere would get awkward, so Qin Xi quickly intervened, "The food is here, let’s eat."

Mu Yan saw the waiter come in and said, "Could you bring me some paper and a pen?"

"Sure." The waiter replied.

In no time, paper and pen were brought over.

Once the door was closed, Mu Yan held the pen and started drawing the food on the table. Her left hand began to tremble as if cramping, creating chaotic lines on the paper.

Qin Xi’s heart ached and she quickly grabbed her hand, "Alright, Mu Yan, don’t force yourself."

Mu Yan looked at Lin Jiamu and smiled slightly, "I’m not hiding anything, this is reality."

She had accepted long ago that she couldn’t draw.

But Mu Chen never accepted it, and later Lin Jiamu, influenced by him, couldn’t accept it either.

Lin Jiamu’s expression was a bit sad; he poured himself a drink and downed it in one go.

Qin Xi looked at him and scolded, "Is that the way to drink?"

Lin Jiamu looked at Mu Yan and said softly, "I’m sorry."

"It’s okay, I know you mean well, but I’m quite happy now." Mu Yan smiled.

"Alright, let’s eat."

Just as Mu Yan picked up her chopsticks, suddenly, her phone rang.

Someone was hungry.