Half an hour later, at the Qianxi Department Store West Square.
Mu Anran had just gotten out of the taxi when she immediately spotted Nie Xiaoxun.
She was wearing a statement casual shirt ensemble, topped with dark sunglasses, which was very eye-catching.
"Mumu!"
Nie Xiaoxun excitedly waved at Mu Anran.
After meeting up, the two chatted while browsing through the shops.
"Mumu, why do you seem so out of spirits lately?"
Mu Anran forced a smile, "Maybe it's because I've been too busy with work."
"Is it really because of work, or did you have a fight with Young Master Yu?"
At the mention of Yu Lingqian's name, Mu Anran felt as if a thousand catties had been pressed against her chest, "It's not a fight."
"Then what is it?"
She gave a bitter smile, "I might have really been abandoned—"
"What?" The sudden rise in Nie Xiaoxun's volume immediately drew everyone's curious glances.
She quickly lowered her voice, "How could that be, weren't things fine when you last returned home?"