Sure enough, Mu Xingfeng’s face looked a bit better, though it was just a slight improvent.
"And how about Wang Han? What did he turn into?" The man’s cool voice ca from his thin lips, but it carried a hint of jealousy.
An Ran rolled her eyes internally but nonchalantly replied, "Wang Han? I stopped being a fan of his ages ago, he’s just a pretty boy. Now, I like guys who are mature, steady, tall, handso, and manly with an iron will."
"Ugh—"
"Burp!"
As soon as she finished speaking, two discordant sounds echoed.
"Fifth Brother, let’s go. My sister-in-law’s Chinese skills are too strong, I feel dizzy with all the idioms. Help out."
"Fourth Brother, I’m full now. I guess we can skip lunch. Let’s just go back to wherever we were supposed to be."
Mu Xingfeng’s cold eyes softened with a smile as he gently brushed the girl’s soft red lips and planted a light kiss. "Did you have honey water this morning? You taste so sweet."
Although he knew she was just trying to please him, Mu Xingfeng still felt an unprecedented satisfaction from all the complints.
"No way, I was just telling the truth," An Ran said, having appeased the jealous man. She pulled him along to catch up with Lin Junyang and Sun Wangbei. "Hurry up, I’m starving."
The bit of food she had last night had long been digested during the night’s ordeals, and she was now indeed feeling quite empty.
Juxian Restaurant was right across from Longteng Xinyuan, so An Ran and Mu Xingfeng walked over hand in hand without driving.
When they arrived at the private room, Lin Junyang and Sun Wangbei were already seated and drinking tea. Indeed, there was an additional person inside, Yin Qianxue.
In fact, An Ran really didn’t like Yin Qianxue, but it wasn’t simply because she stopped being her fan.
About that incident during Mu Wanxin’s engagent party, she wasn’t naive; things don’t just happen by coincidence.
She ended up locked in with Shen Wenxuan, almost making a fool of herself. If Feng Jingjing was the master planner, then Yin Qianxue was surely an accomplice.
At that ti, she had no evidence, and Yin Qianxue, being an actress with excellent skills, gave no reason for suspicion.
Seeing the two enter the private room, Yin Qianxue stood up, warmly walking over and taking An Ran’s hand.
"Miss An, we et again. I ca to Nan’an with Young Master Sun this ti and heard you were studying at Nan University. I was hoping I’d get to see you."
Yin Qianxue smiled warmly and spoke with such poise that if she hadn’t glanced at Mu Xingfeng three tis while talking, An Ran might have genuinely praised her.
"I didn’t expect to see you here in Nan’an either, Miss Yin. Please, have a seat."
With that, she retrieved her hand and made a gesture for Yin Qianxue to sit.
Despite knowing that Yin Qianxue’s deanor was likely an act, An Ran still gave her the courtesy.
After all, she was brought by Sun Wangbei.
Yin Qianxue nodded at Mu Xingfeng and greeted him as Young Master Mu before returning to her seat.
"My next film will be shot at the Nan’an Film and Television Base. This visit with President Sun is for familiarizing myself with the area."
Yin Qianxue knew An Ran was a movie buff and deliberately picked a topic to capture her interest.
She hadn’t forgotten that the first ti she t this woman, the re ntion of films had her completely captivated, even forgetting the man beside her.
Sure enough, An Ran’s eyes lit up at the ntion of filming at the Nan’an Film and Television Base, although her gaze shifted to Sun Wangbei.
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