"Alright, alright, I'll stop talking, is that okay? You're so thin-skinned," Nie Xiaoxun stuck out her tongue, "Speaking of which, you should thank me. If I hadn't forced you to watch those 'adult films' back then, you might not be able to serve Buddha Yu well!"
"Nie! Xiao! Xun!"
"Okay, okay, this time I'm really done talking, not saying another word!"
Nie Xiaoxun scurried away holding her head, and Mu Anran immediately chased after her, quickly turning their escapade into a playful scuffle.
"Hey, Mumu, look at the person blocking Young Master Yu at the door, is that Mao Yan?" Nie Xiaoxun suddenly stopped, her gaze suspiciously fixed on the entrance.
Mu Anran also turned to look.
Indeed.
At the moment, Yu Lingqian stood at the entrance, apparently preparing to drive off.
And the woman standing in front of him, her face flushed red and appearing quite restrained, was indeed Mao Yan.