"Young Master Yu?"
Mu Anran was startled, looking at him with a hint of panic.
Yu Lingqian frowned, trying to read something from the traces on her face.
Because just now, she had lied.
He had asked Lu Feng to investigate everything about her brother, Mu Shaojing.
Mu Shaojing's birthday was June 18th, not today.
Mu Anran blinked her eyes and looked at him, reached out to touch her own face, "Young Master Yu, is there something on my face?"
Yu Lingqian fixed his gaze on her for a moment, and in the end, he let go of her hand, "Be careful by yourself, I'll come pick you up after I finish my work."
Mu Anran nodded, "Yeah."
With a smile on her face, she watched Young Master Yu's Bentley disappear from her sight.
Mu Anran sighed softly, turning around to walk into the villa.
Last time, the villa was broken into by Mu Xue and the others, and she smashed all the furniture that she and Yu Lingqian had chosen together.
