[147] Xue Murong is his cinnabar mole.

Mu Anran stood up from her seat in fright.

Yu Lingqian's gaze was so intimidating that Mu Anran started to stammer, "Yu, Young Master Yu..."

How could he suddenly appear here?

Brother Ling had just left; did he see him?

While Mu Anran was lost in her wild thoughts, unsure if Yu Lingqian would suddenly become furious, a surprised female voice sounded, "Ah Qian, why are you here?"

Turning her head, Mu Anran saw Xue Murong walking towards them.

She called him Ah Qian...

The woman who appeared in the VIP room of Anxin Hospital that day also called him Ah Qian.

Does that mean they know each other?

Mu Anran narrowed her eyes, her mind racing:

No wonder Xue Murong was at Anxin Hospital that day when the comatose Yu Lingqian had just woken up;

No wonder the second time I ran into her at the hospital, she said her friend was discharged early.

Wasn't Yu Lingqian the one who was discharged early?

A self-deprecating smile suddenly appeared on Mu Anran's lips: So that's how it is.