"Heh..." The man seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly curved his lips in a good mood. "You're not as good as you used to be..."
Mu Yiliang glared at him, "Not as good as what?"
"Not as sensitive as you used to be... Seems like you haven't encountered any experts these past few years?" He spoke while tightly staring into her eyes.
Mu Yiliang forced a laugh, "No need for you to worry... Let me go now!"
"Tell me, do you not have a man currently?" He freed one hand to grip her chin, forcing her to look at him.
Mu Yiliang snorted, "None of your business! Anyway, Young Master Yan, you always have flocks of girls around you!"
These past few years, due to keeping an eye on him, she also learned about this man's romantic history, which often made Mu Yiliang roll her eyes in exasperation—no, she was definitely not jealous, just infuriated by those women who couldn't stop clinging and sobbing after being dumped by him, making a disgrace of themselves!
