Mu Yiliang also showed a smile, suppressing that trace of unease.
This woman Xin, was completely different from the other women around Yan Sijue, even completely different from her. The woman bore too many imprints similar to Yan Sijue.
Just now, she was listening upstairs and heard Xin describe when she was scrambling for food. She could hardly imagine that Yan Sijue also once went through these... But they both understood well what kind of experience it was.
Although she was not to the point of feeling jealous, the sudden appearance of a woman who shared a past with Yan Sijue and had such a significant influence on him made her somewhat uncomfortable.
At that moment, she suddenly thought, just the existence of this woman made her uneasy, so for Yan Sijue, the existence of Ye Moran must be even more like a bone in his throat... After all, Ye Moran also had a past with her, she once liked Ye Moran; now, Ye Moran died because of her...
