"That's fine, I don't like him anyway."
Hearing this, Mu Jin Huan sneered, "Does that mean there's someone you actually do like?"
"Our Xu Moyi is both pretty and has a great personality, and she can paint beautifully. Huo Yihan doesn't deserve her. She has plenty of young talents chasing after her, maybe without his power and influence, but at least their eyes aren't blind."
"I didn't know you had such a big prejudice against Yihan."
Upon hearing this, Nan Wan patted the man's arm with her free hand, in a soothing gesture, raised her head, and gently smiled, "Don't worry, he's him and you're you. I won't judge you by him."
Mu Jin Huan lowered his gaze, stared at the woman's smiling face, and his thin lips lifted in a barely noticeable arc, his voice deep and low, "Better be."
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Twenty minutes later, they arrived at Miyue.
