Swooning Over Young Master Yin

Mu Xiaoxiao forced out a laugh and said embarrassingly, "Your imaginations are too wild…"

She felt a little stupid. How did things turn out like this?

If word really got out that she was the culprit, and with so many girls swooning over Yin Shaojie, it would be insane to deal with all of them as they would drown her with just their saliva.

Strangely, she felt a chill down her spine, and she couldn't help but shudder.

Adding the murderous glares from the three girls, the chillness in the air was exceptionally intense.

Just at this moment, the phone in Han Xue'er's hands rang. The girls looked at each other, at a loss.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt a strange foreboding. Who would be calling at this time? Could it be Lu Yichen? If it was Lu Yichen, it would still be fine, but if it was…

Han Xue'er saw the name of the sender and was stunned for a moment. Then she said, "I-It's Young Master Jie? How could it be?"