Ling Li's words transported Mu Anran back to that dark night, her pretty face immediately turning incredibly gloomy.
Her knuckles whitened as she gripped the cup, her eyes slightly flickering, "I don't remember, and I don't want to recall."
"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked." Ling Li let out a slight sigh of relief.
Mu Anran lowered her eyes and said nothing more.
During the meal, Qin Yunyun kept speaking to Ling Li, who responded sporadically. Only Mu Anran seemed somewhat distracted.
Ever since she met that guy Yu Lingqian, she seemed to have become a curse to phones.
The phone she had just replaced was smashed again, and she had to visit the store later.
"Are you guys kidding me? Just letting us shoot here? With all these bystanders, how can we possibly film?"
A sharp voice rang out in the restaurant, causing everyone to look over.