Mu Wanxin walked in and saw An Ran messing with her long hair frenetically, and she couldn't help but be taken aback, "Ran, did your hair do something to you?"
An Ran paused her actions, peeking through the disheveled hair covering her forehead at Mu Wanxin standing by the door. She felt a pang of self-pity; her craziness had been witnessed by her big sister.
Awkwardly, she withdrew her hands and pushed her hair back, "Hehe, sis, I'm just trying to design a new hairstyle."
"A beggar's hairdo?" Mu Wanxin's eyes flashed with amusement as she walked over to pick up the marriage certificate lying on the pillow.
"Missing my little brother so much you're going crazy?"
An Ran: "..."
Can we still have fun? Is it really okay to expose someone's weakness like that?
An Ran grabbed the marriage certificate in annoyance, "Who's thinking about him? He hasn't even called once, I wouldn't miss him."
Mu Wanxin just smiled at her, not bothering to expose her lies.