Yi Wulan’s lips curved. The moonlight sprinkled on her eyelashes, and the usual coldness in her peach blossom eyes was replaced by an indulgent smile.
But just as Mu Yanxi turned her head to look, Yi Wulan averted her gaze, hiding her emotions in the darkness.
Yi Wulan wasn’t a talkative person, but she usually offered a few words in response to Mu Yanxi.
This time, however, Mu Yanxi waited and waited, but Yi Wulan remained silent.
Not only did she not speak, she even turned her face away.
It was as if she found her annoying.
“Hey, why aren’t you talking?” Mu Yanxi huffed, turning Yi Wulan’s head back to face her.
Yi Wulan: “I’ll let you bite me.”
Mu Yanxi froze. “What?”
“Don’t you think it’s unfair? Then you can bite me back.”
Mu Yanxi: ???
Mu Yanxi tried to comprehend Yi Wulan’s thought process.
Was this the kind of thing that could be settled by a simple ‘you bite me, I bite you’ exchange?
Was this a business negotiation, where if you made a small concession and I made a small concession, we could reach a happy reconciliation?
Mu Yanxi clutched her head, which was starting to ache. She buried her face in Yi Wulan’s neck with a whimper, feeling that it was impossible to explain things to Yi Wulan.
She had been running around for work all day and was exhausted. Resting her forehead on Yi Wulan’s back, she said listlessly, “How could you be so… Forget it. I’ll just let it go.”
The hidden smile on Yi Wulan’s face reappeared. She ruffled Mu Yanxi’s hair and steered the wheelchair toward the house.
Once a person’s true nature is seen through, no matter how much they brandish their claws or act brazenly, they will still look like a soft little white rabbit in the eyes of others.
Yi Wulan had been wondering if her assessment was correct, but the moment Mu Yanxi spoke, she was certain.
Yes, she was right.
Her fearless little ancestor wasn’t as audacious as she appeared.
The hand ruffling Mu Yanxi’s hair slowly moved down to her lower back.
Then, it gradually tightened its hold.
They were lucky on the way back to the bedroom and didn’t run into any of the housekeepers, which saved Mu Yanxi some face.
The moment they reached the bedroom, Mu Yanxi eagerly jumped off Yi Wulan. Tiptoeing, she hopped into the bathroom without a backward glance.
With a ‘bang’, she slammed the bathroom door so loudly that it could probably be heard throughout the entire villa.
Only then did Yi Wulan belatedly realize that the little ancestor’s temper hadn’t subsided yet.
She had no choice but to get the first-aid kit ready while Mu Yanxi was showering.
Mu Yanxi usually liked to soak in the bathtub for ten to twenty minutes, but when she took off her shoes and looked at her heel, the blood had already soaked through her sock. The slightest tug revealed a bloody mess.
She gave up on the idea of a bath.
As a result, when she walked out after her shower, her sock was still on, leaving a trail of wet footprints on the floor.
Seeing Yi Wulan leaning against the headboard, Mu Yanxi instinctively wanted to sleep in the guest room. But her feet were too weak, so she lay down with a stern face, leaving enough space between her and Yi Wulan for two more adults to lie down.
Mu Yanxi had no expectation that Yi Wulan would help her. She planned to use her powers to heal herself in a bit, naively thinking that once the wound was repaired, the sock would come off easily.
The wound on her foot throbbed with pain, and the soaked sock was extremely uncomfortable. When it became too much to bear, Mu Yanxi quietly reached down to touch it.
As she touched it, she mentally grumbled about Yi Wulan’s shamelessness.
It was one thing to be cold to people at work, but how could she say ‘bite me back’ with a straight face even when they were alone?
The damp sock, trapped under the covers, started to itch after a while. Mu Yanxi was too embarrassed to keep touching her foot, as the action was too strange.
She could only bite her lower lip and endure it.
A few minutes later, a fleeting sigh came from behind her, so soft it seemed like a figment of Mu Yanxi’s imagination.
But the next second, the covers were lifted. A few wisps of cool air slipped into the bed. Mu Yanxi sensed something was wrong and turned to look at Yi Wulan.
Just as she was about to say something, Yi Wulan pulled the covers off completely. Before she could react, her leg was lifted and held.
Mu Yanxi: ?
Mu Yanxi watched, wide-eyed, as Yi Wulan bent down to pick up a first-aid kit from the floor. Her movements were fluid and practiced.
It seemed familiar.
Ah, wasn’t this what Yi Wulan did last time when her foot was scraped by the wheelchair?
Mu Yanxi’s gaze fell on the ointment, and her mood became somewhat complicated.
Yi Wulan took hold of her foot again.
This wasn’t the first time Yi Wulan had applied medicine to her foot. If she remembered correctly, the foot that got injured by the wheelchair last time was the very same one.
Although her foot had been soaking in a wet sock for so long that her skin seemed to have lost some sensation, Mu Yanxi was still not used to Yi Wulan holding her foot like this.
She subconsciously tried to pull back, attempting to create some distance.
But unexpectedly, Yi Wulan looked up at her. Her serious gaze suddenly met Mu Yanxi’s, and Mu Yanxi forgot to move.
Yi Wulan lowered her head again, first using scissors to cut the sock away, then carefully dripping saline solution onto it.
By the time the piece of fabric was finally peeled off, Mu Yanxi was already numb from the pain.
She didn’t even realize the sock was separated from her heel.
The bloody wound started to bleed again and was slightly swollen, looking particularly stark against her fair, slender ankle.
Mu Yanxi couldn’t help but shrink back again. “Is that enough?”
“Don’t move, I still need to apply the medicine.” Yi Wulan’s slightly frozen gaze quickly returned to normal. She swiftly treated Mu Yanxi’s wound and applied the ointment.
For some reason, while Mu Yanxi had tried her best to hide her discomfort right after her shower, after going through the process of pleading while the medicine was applied, she suddenly felt that her pride wasn’t so important anymore.
“It’s all your fault,” Mu Yanxi’s temper flared, and she muttered under her breath before adding with more emphasis, “This is all your fault.”
Yi Wulan was taken aback. “My fault?”
Mu Yanxi secretly glanced at Yi Wulan. Seeing that her expression hadn’t changed, she pushed her luck even further. “It’s your fault for not inviting me to sit on your wheelchair the moment you saw me, making me walk for so long.”
It was as if her deigning to ride the wheelchair would have been a great act of gratitude towards Yi Wulan.
Yi Wulan couldn’t help but find the little ancestor’s argument a bit absurd, but when she met those lively fox-like eyes, she found herself inexplicably agreeing, “Mm.”
Having received a satisfactory answer, Mu Yanxi flopped down and went to sleep. She slept soundly and, for a rare change, started to dream.
A sliver of white light guided her forward in the darkness. Bit by bit, the space ahead suddenly brightened, dispelling all the shadows.
Mu Yanxi’s head was pushed firmly. She turned to see Mu Yanqing. “I’m talking to you, why are you spacing out?”
Mu Yanxi was about to ask something, but Mu Yanqing was already pushing her towards a certain place. “Just have your Elder Sister Yi play with you. I’ll go line up for the roller coaster. By the time you’re done here, I’ll have gotten our spot.”
After speaking, she patted Yi Wulan’s shoulder and winked at her. “Hey, take good care of my sister.”
Seeing Mu Yanxi’s conflicted expression, Yi Wulan hesitated. “How about I go wait in line? You can stay with your sister.”
Mu Yanqing glanced at the glowing green characters for ‘Haunted House’ and shuddered. She shook her head and ran off faster than a rabbit. “This kind of childish place is only suitable for you two. I’m not getting mixed up in your nonsense.”
Only then did Mu Yanxi understand her situation. When she turned to look at Yi Wulan, the other woman was wearing a thin, white trench coat, her smooth, long hair falling casually over her chest, giving her a much gentler aura.
When those peach blossom eyes looked over, they lifted slightly, crashing right into Mu Yanxi’s line of sight.
Mu Yanxi froze, feeling a bit dazed.
She heard herself say, “Elder Sister Yi…”
Before she could say another word, the other person took two steps in her direction, leaning half her body towards her.
The waiting area inside the haunted house was also very dim. Since the number of people allowed in at one time was limited, there were no more than ten people waiting inside.
They were surrounded by young couples, each whispering to one another. In such an environment, the proximity of Yi Wulan’s approach felt extremely intimate. Mu Yanxi could almost smell the same cool, woody perfume on Yi Wulan that she wore years later.
The dreaming Mu Yanxi was in a trance, while the her in the dream was stunned for a moment by this action. But she quickly reacted, taking a step back and looking at Yi Wulan in a daze, like a frightened little animal. “I…”
Just as the word left her mouth, Yi Wulan reached out and held her shoulder, using her other hand to awkwardly wipe the sweat from her forehead with a tissue in the dim light.
After Yi Wulan finished this fluid series of actions, she looked at Mu Yanxi’s on-guard expression, paused, and then asked with deep meaning, “What are you nervous about?”
Her voice was laced with a hint of laughter, which made Mu Yanxi’s ears burn and her heart beat erratically.
“Who’s nervous?” Mu Yanxi heard herself retort like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. “You were too close, I was just a little hot.”
“Oh, so that’s how it is.” Yi Wulan unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Mu Yanxi, her tone tinged with teasing as she deliberately brought up the topic, “I thought… Xiao Xi was so happy about our engagement that she was at a loss for what to do.”
Both the Mu Yanxi in the dream and the Mu Yanxi experiencing the dream were so shocked they were rendered speechless.
After a long moment, Yi Wulan’s soft chuckle sounded in her ear. “Alright, let’s head in.”
Fortunately, the dreaming Mu Yanxi was only possessing her own body and didn’t need to make any major movements immediately. Otherwise, she would have certainly frozen stiff and made an even bigger fool of herself.
The conversation with Yi Wulan hadn’t been long, but those few short sentences made her feel as if she had been snatched away by a big-tailed wolf at a young age.
Wasn’t her engagement to Yi Wulan arranged directly by their elders?
Mu Yanxi tried to recall the scene, but she couldn’t remember any specific details, only that it had been settled at the Mu family’s old residence.
In her past life, although she had left with Yi Jingming and broken off the engagement with Yi Wulan, at that time, she wouldn’t have been very willing even without Yi Jingming.
This wasn’t some old-fashioned Qing dynasty relic; who still practiced arranged marriages?
But this dream was now telling her, loud and clear, that perhaps this marriage wasn’t just a random pairing by the older generation.
Perhaps it wasn’t a twist of fate that it fell upon her and Yi Wulan…
Hearing Yi Wulan proactively bring up their engagement, it seemed she wasn’t opposed to it. Not only was she not opposed, but her actions around her also seemed very natural, with no hint of being forced.
And as for Mu Yanxi herself…
Sigh.
Her heart had just been pounding so fast. What further explanation was needed to understand her feelings at that stage?
Mu Yanxi felt even more dazed.
It wasn’t until the her in the dream took a large step back that her thoughts were finally pulled back to the present.
The scene before her had changed to a broken bridge. Below the bridge was a soft, elastic mat, but on it lay countless scattered ‘corpses’. Behind them, the sound of clanging metal grew closer and closer.
The only way forward was to jump off the broken bridge and navigate around the dense pile of ‘corpses’ to reach another door.
For Mu Yanxi, who had died once before, looking at these ‘corpses’ elicited no feeling. She even found them a bit dirty and inwardly grumbled that this haunted house was too easy.
But in the very next second, she heard herself scream, desperately clinging to Yi Wulan’s hand to stop her. “No, no, no, don’t jump! You’re not allowed to jump!”
Yi Wulan turned her head. “If you don’t jump, the ghost behind you will catch up. Do you hear that metal clanging? It’s coming.”
Mu Yanxi squeezed her eyes shut. “Let it catch up! I’m not jumping!”
In the quiet environment, the sound of the metal rod striking was particularly creepy, as if a large metal fork would impale them in the next second.
Ignoring Mu Yanxi’s protests, Yi Wulan immediately prepared to leap down with her. But at the moment she lifted her foot, Mu Yanxi plopped down on the ground, clinging tightly to Yi Wulan’s leg.
Mu Yanxi could feel her dream-self’s body trembling, her legs turning to jelly at the sight of the mass of corpses below.
Her dream-self inconspicuously shuffled backward, not forgetting to pull Yi Wulan’s leg with her for a sense of security.
At that moment, the two ghosts from behind finally caught up.
Mu Yanxi trembled as she looked back, coming face to face with two ferocious, tattered ghosts.
She took one look and quickly turned back, pressing her forehead against Yi Wulan’s calf to hide her reddened eyes. Her eyes seemed to glisten with moisture, and her long eyelashes looked as if they could produce tears with a single blink.
Mu Yanxi had thought her dream-self was just acting, but the physical changes shocked her. Faced with such a timid version of herself, she felt an urge to quickly end this embarrassing dream.
The Yi Wulan in the dream had clearly noticed something was wrong with Mu Yanxi. She crouched down, pulled Mu Yanxi’s head away, and asked softly, “Are you really scared?”
Mu Yanxi hummed in response, her voice nasal.
Yi Wulan touched her forehead and suggested, “Then I’ll make a gesture to the camera, and we can leave immediately?”
Mu Yanxi didn’t speak.
But just as Yi Wulan found the security camera and was about to make the gesture, Mu Yanxi, who had been clinging to her leg, suddenly stood up and wrapped her arms around Yi Wulan’s shoulders, stopping her.
Seeing this, Yi Wulan asked, puzzled, “What’s wrong?”
Mu Yanxi whispered, “I don’t want to quit.”
“What?”
Mu Yanxi’s voice grew a little louder. “I said I don’t want to quit. Besides, we’re almost at the end, right? It would be so embarrassing to leave now.”
At this moment, the two diligent NPCs playing ghosts felt the atmosphere was right and suddenly rushed forward to scare them.
Mu Yanxi was so frightened her vision went dark. The vibrating sound of the metal clanging caused a ringing in her ears, and she could barely see. She clung to Yi Wulan for dear life, not letting go. “Yi Wulan, Yi Wulan!”
“I’m here.” Yi Wulan patted Mu Yanxi’s shoulder and said gently, “Since you don’t want to quit, we really should jump now.”
“No, I can’t.”
Yi Wulan led her forward to the edge of the broken bridge. “Jump. I’ll hold you.”
Mu Yanxi took a deep breath. “Let me calm down first, just a moment.”
Yi Wulan was confused. “Calm down from what?”
Even the dreaming Mu Yanxi didn’t know what she wanted to calm down from. She felt quite disdainful of her own behavior—all talk and no action.
If it weren’t for the trembling she felt in her body, she would have thought she was deliberately taking advantage of Yi Wulan.
The NPCs in the haunted house were there to speed up the visitors. They waited and waited, and finally, their patience wore thin, and they rushed forward.
Seeing this, Yi Wulan suddenly said, “Close your eyes.”
Mu Yanxi was stunned. “What?”
Yi Wulan raised her voice. “Close your eyes!”
Startled by the sudden sharp tone, Mu Yanxi reflexively shut her eyes.
Just as the two ghosts were about to grab Mu Yanxi’s back, Yi Wulan unhesitatingly jumped down, taking her along.
A sudden feeling of weightlessness sent Mu Yanxi plunging into endless darkness…
When she opened her eyes, the sky was already bright.
She had woken up in Yi Wulan’s arms.
Upon waking, the first thing she felt was a hand on her waist, the same as in the dream. Only then did she realize the dream was over.
But every detail of the dream lingered in her mind.
Even the panic, shyness, and fluttering heart of her dream-self still affected her outside the dream.
Mu Yanxi looked at Yi Wulan, her face flashing with shock, suspicion, and guilt. She scrambled out of Yi Wulan’s embrace.
The heel that had been bleeding last night had scabbed over after a night of healing from her powers, which made her escape easier.
Yi Wulan was woken by the commotion and opened her eyes.
Mu Yanxi stammered, “You, I, you, I,” for a long time, but couldn’t form a complete sentence, just staring blankly at Yi Wulan.
After a night’s sleep, her hair was now messily scattered down her back. Her eyes were panicked and lost, the corners still tinged with the redness from her crying in the dream.
Yi Wulan calmly observed Mu Yanxi’s unusual behavior and asked tentatively, “Did you have a nightmare?”
“No!” Mu Yanxi retorted loudly, as if her tail had been stepped on.
But it sounded more like she was lashing out in embarrassment after being found out.
Not only that, but she also added emphatically, “I didn’t dream, and I definitely didn’t dream about you!”
A silence filled the air, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Now, even Mu Yanxi herself felt her denial was a little too obvious.
She made up a random excuse and rushed to the bathroom, leaving behind a bewildered and then amused Yi Wulan.
When Mu Yanxi came downstairs after washing up, Yi Wulan was already sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.
Just as she was worrying about how to resolve the awkwardness, Mu Yanqing’s call came through.
Mu Yanxi grabbed it like a lifeline, swaggered past Yi Wulan, and tossed out, “My sister is looking for me, I’m heading over.”
She had finally made a smooth getaway.
Mu Yanxi’s escape was carefree, but when she reached Mu Yanqing’s front door, she hesitated for a full ten minutes before daring to open it and go inside.
Mu Yanqing was very enthusiastic to see her. She personally cooked a “sister’s loving breakfast” to feed her, and the two chatted for the whole morning, gradually letting Mu Yanxi lower her guard.
But as evening approached, Mu Yanqing’s sisterly affection finally ran out, and her true purpose was revealed.
While Mu Yanxi was curled up on the sofa, laughing uncontrollably at a comedy, Mu Yanqing, who had gone out to buy ingredients for dinner, opened the door, walked over, chugged half a glass of water, and said casually, “Is Yi Wulan’s leg better?”
The smile on Mu Yanxi’s lips instantly froze, but inwardly, she felt a sense of relief, as if the inevitable had finally arrived.
She asked tentatively, “How did you know?”
Mu Yanqing sneered, picked up the remote, and turned off the TV, giving off the distinct impression of an impending interrogation. “Do you think I’m blind? You think I wouldn’t know about something as big as the Shuilin Fang press conference?”
Mu Yanxi wanted to retort, ‘You really are quite blind, I haven’t seen you notice my trending topics once in all these years,’ but when she turned to see Mu Yanqing’s expression, she meekly shut her mouth.
“So her leg is really better?”
Mu Yanxi answered every question. “Yes, but she still needs physical therapy. She can’t walk for long periods of time right now.”
“What about her brain?”
Speaking of which, she had been lazy last night and hadn’t transferred any powers to Yi Wulan. She hadn’t been attending to the injury in Yi Wulan’s head recently either, so she didn’t know how it was.
Mu Yanxi sounded a little unsure. “Not… not yet.”
Mu Yanqing sneered. “Her brain really is messed up.”
Mu Yanxi: …
Even so, you didn’t have to curse her like that.
Seeing the look on Mu Yanxi’s face that screamed ‘I want to argue,’ Mu Yanqing’s expression immediately darkened. She said coldly, “So you’re still going to be with her even with all this?”
“Well, not really?” Mu Yanxi sighed faintly. “It’s a bit of a long story.”
Mu Yanqing instinctively felt something was wrong, but she was still led by the nose by her sister. “Fine, then explain to me what your situation is with her now. How far has your relationship progressed?”
Mu Yanxi shook her head. “There’s nothing.”
Mu Yanqing was choked for a moment, her entire prepared speech suddenly rendered useless.
But she quickly recovered, patting Mu Yanxi on the head and saying angrily, “If there’s really nothing going on, why haven’t you asked me for allowance this month? Did that dog Yi Wulan force money on you?”
Mu Yanxi: …
Ah, so that’s probably why her sister called her over today.
Mu Yanxi retorted quietly, “Wasn’t I trying to save you some money? Isn’t it better if I spend all her money?”
Mu Yanqing was dismissive. “You think you can spend all of Rongjia’s money?”
Mu Yanxi: … I’m sorry, now I’m truly offended.
Just as Mu Yanxi was about to argue with Mu Yanqing that she could indeed spend all of Yi Wulan’s money, Mu Yanqing spoke first. “Don’t change the subject. If you’re short on money in the future, just tell your sister. You’re not allowed to spend Yi Wulan’s money. Money from others has to be paid back. You’re still young, don’t be fooled by that big-tailed wolf Yi Wulan.”
Mu Yanxi let out an “ah,” and blinked. “Yi Wulan, fooling me?”
Mu Yanqing: “We were classmates for so many years, you think I don’t know her? She’s definitely fooling you.”
Mu Yanxi was now at a complete loss as to how to straighten out her sister’s train of thought. She closed her eyes in defeat. “Okay, okay, you’re right about everything.”
But Mu Yanqing wouldn’t let it go. She shook Mu Yanxi, returning to the original question. “So hurry up and confess, are you two together?”
Worried that her sister would spout some more earth-shatteringly absurd theories, Mu Yanxi gave in. “Fine, I’ll talk, I’ll talk, alright?”
Mu Yanqing was stunned.
She clearly hadn’t expected Mu Yanxi to be so direct, but she didn’t let her guard down. “Then talk,” she urged.
Mu Yanxi smoothed her ruffled hair. “If I tell you, will you believe me?”
Mu Yanqing said impatiently, “Just tell me first.”
Mu Yanxi grabbed the milk tea from the coffee table and took a sip. “Yi Wulan… she, she.”
Mu Yanqing held her breath, listening intently, wishing she could lend her her own mouth.
Finally, Mu Yanxi revealed a freshly fabricated, barely plausible secret to her dearest sister:
“Yi Wulan! Yi Wulan! She… she, she has been secretly in love with me for years, pining for me from afar!”
Mu Yanqing: …
Mu Yanqing: ???
Mu Yanqing looked at Mu Yanxi as if she’d seen a ghost. What was so surprising about that?
Didn’t she already know this when the engagement was arranged years ago?
The reason she had disliked Yi Wulan all these years was because she discovered that her sister, not long after turning eighteen, had developed a crush on that big-tailed wolf Yi Wulan.
And to make matters worse, the family elders had pushed the old engagement onto those two.
But later, after Mu Yanxi went to university in Yancheng and came back, she never mentioned Yi Wulan again. She had thought the two of them were over.
Then came Yi Wulan’s car accident and the renegotiation of the engagement.
But looking at Mu Yanxi at this moment, Mu Yanqing felt that perhaps Mu Yanxi was talking about a different version of events.
Or perhaps she had been holding onto a sliver of hope all these years, thinking that her sister had just been captivated by Yi Wulan’s beauty back then, and after a few years of university and seeing the world, the novelty had worn off.
To test this theory, Mu Yanqing played along. “Is that so?”
Mu Yanxi nodded quickly, struggling to weave her tale, yet her face wore an air of nonchalance. “Back in our teenage years, Yi Wulan had no presence in the Yi family. But me? I was the noble and beloved second miss of the Mu family, with a slim waist, long legs, devastatingly beautiful—I was just gorgeous.”
Even Mu Yanqing, a devoted sister-doter, couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Mu Yanxi’s nonsense.
But since Mu Yanxi was thoroughly belittling Yi Wulan, she was happy to listen. “Alright, my beautiful little princess, and then?”
“In contrast, look at Yi Wulan. Her mother died early, her father didn’t love her, and all her relatives from the branch families wanted to seize power. She was just a pitiful, down-and-out person.”
Seeing that Mu Yanqing’s emotions were being stirred, Mu Yanxi pressed on. “To Yi Wulan, I was like an unattainable goddess from the heavens. It’s no wonder she fell deeply in love with me and admired me for years.”
Mu Yanqing’s interest was piqued. She frowned and interrupted, “Wait, but how come I remember you being quite happy about the engagement back then?”
Mu Yanxi: …
Hold on, let me make something up.
“Also!” Mu Yanqing remembered something else. “That Yi Wulan was so reluctant when I suggested she take you to the amusement park. I remember that after you two were alone in the haunted house, Yi Wulan’s expression wasn’t very good.”
Mu Yanxi feigned shyness. “Oh, you don’t understand. Isn’t Yi Wulan secretly in love with me, head over heels? The haunted house was full of clingy little couples, so naturally, she couldn’t bear to see other lovers find their happiness.”
Seeing that Mu Yanqing was still eyeing her suspiciously, Mu Yanxi steeled herself and let the nonsense flow freely. “Don’t be fooled by Yi Wulan’s appearance as a prim and proper flower on a high peak. Her true nature is extreme. I originally wanted to refuse, but she forced me, so I had to reluctantly agree. If you don’t believe me, you can go ask her yourself!”
Mu Yanqing’s mouth twitched. “I should go ask her myself?”
Mu Yanxi nodded, full of righteous indignation. “Yes, just ask her!”
Mu Yanqing asked again, “You really want me to ask?”
Mu Yanxi, busy trying to placate her sister and confident that Mu Yanqing would never ask such a private question, nodded firmly again. “Yes!”
Who would have thought that in the next second, Mu Yanqing would suddenly turn her head towards the doorway and ask slowly, “Yi Wulan, is what my sister said true?”
Mu Yanxi froze.
The main door, which hadn’t been fully closed, was suddenly pushed open, revealing Yi Wulan’s figure.
Mu Yanxi followed her sister’s gaze and met Yi Wulan’s eyes head-on.
Yi Wulan: …
Mu Yanxi: …
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