"It sounds like you are praising her?"
"I'm just stating the facts, not praising you." He didn't want to bring up the topic of Hua Meimei. "Ran Ran, how did you get my phone number?"
Ran Ran, when he called her, there was a hint of imperceptible doting. It was magnetic and pleasant to the ear, and it moved her more than when Luo En called her.
In the Luo family, apart from his grandparents, no one should know his phone number.
"Mu Sitian told me. She also said that you sent someone to give her a gift today." Her eyes were as bright as torches. "You didn't call me like this before. You always called me Mu Siran."
It should be that Mousse Tian asked Amo, who delivered the gift, for his contact information.
"Yeah." The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he almost indulged himself in her blurred gaze.
"Xiaojiu, it would be great if you hadn't gotten married." She suddenly sighed leisurely.
His heart trembled. There was a hint of regret in her tone. Could it be that she was more than just a friend to him?
"Ranran, between you and Luo En..." He hesitated to speak.
As far as he knew, Luo En had liked her since childhood. Her career in the entertainment industry had been booming in recent years, not only because of her talent, but also because of Luo En's investment and management behind the scenes.
"Lorne and I are good friends. Those paparazzi out there always suspect we're a couple and write stories that exaggerate the situation. They don't understand, do you?"
"But Lorne has always liked you." He grabbed the cup and took a sip of water, pretending to be casual.
"I know... We grew up together and I know him too well." Mu Siran frowned slightly.
"So—do you like him?"
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