But don't worry, this time, I won't forgive you so easily.
Even if you voluntarily sleep in the study for a week, it won't work.
"Yes, that's right, indeed I am the one who is wishful thinking, but I can't hate myself," Yu Qinglu nodded in agreement, leisurely playing with the dagger in her hand, "who asked Mu Huan to like you?"
Nan Wan sneered, "Are you jealous of me?"
"More than just jealous," Yu Qinglu didn't deny it at all, "whenever I see a picture of you and him standing together in the news, I feel so suffocated I can't breathe."
What she said was actually a bit exaggerated, but it had been a long time since she had been this happy, and Mrs. Mu was looking as if she wished she could leave immediately, so she told a joke to make Mrs. Mu relax a bit.
Yes, it was a joke.
