She might like or really be in love with Mo Yuyan.
Mo Yuyan is handsome, comes from a good family, and is highly capable; a man like that is indeed easy to fall in love with.
Thinking of Yu Biting's words, Mi Ai started to feel tangled again.
Does she and Mo Yuyan truly match? Does such an excellent man deserve a better woman?
Mi Ai's expression darkened a bit, she washed up and then walked out of the room.
Mo Yuyan was sitting on the sofa, toying with something in his hands, a gentle curve at the corner of his lips.
Mi Ai stood behind Mo Yuyan, "Mo Yuyan."
Mo Yuyan got up from the sofa and walked toward Mi Ai, raising his hand to hook a strand of her hair drooping by her cheek, but Mi Ai suddenly took a step back.
His phoenix eyes locked on her; Mi Ai was a bit nervous, "Mo Yuyan, we..."
Mi Ai's hand hanging on the right was caught by Mo Yuyan, and a shimmering, sparkling bracelet was placed on her wrist.
