Jiang Leyi's tense body finally relaxed, "As long as you like it, that's good."
Chu Muxi turned her head, looking thoughtfully at the two of them, smiled faintly, and then shifted her gaze, "Yiyi, I brought back some clothes for you from France. Later, you and Nannan can pick some out, see if there's anything you like."
Jiang Leyi's smile diminished somewhat, she softly replied, "Okay."
[Playing the game of boiling the frog in warm water, no wonder Jiang Leyi was led around by her, ending up so tragically, and her role in it is inseparable. What to do now, to make her show her true colors.]
The group made their way to Chu Muxi's room.
Jiang Nanshu's inner voice was too active.
Even to Jiang Leyi, who saw Chu Muxi as harmless, realized that even her gentle look had a calculating gleam.
Suppressing this odd sensation, Jiang Leyi still believed in letting facts talk.