"What kind of look is that?" Mu Jingnan choked on his smoke.
What was that expression?
Misunderstood something?
Ma Yao struggled to swallow the apple in her mouth, looking like she'd seen a ghost, "What kind of look? I want to ask what you meant by that! Just because I look pretty and cute, you think you can have improper thoughts about me, like an older man flirting with a younger woman?"
Ma Yao said this with such volume and gusto!
Standing outside the door, Chen Xun's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
She… really has a wild imagination, doesn't she?
What's this about an older man flirting with a younger woman? Is the second young master that old?
One could imagine just how angry the second young master must be.
Mu Jingnan angrily stubbed out his cigarette, his cold gaze as icy as frozen steel, fixating on her, "Say one more word, and I'll strangle you!"
"Ah!"
