Mo Qing glanced at the person beside her. He seemed not to have heard her, his expression indifferent, his lips pursed and his eyes cold.
She pouted a little disappointedly, hoping he would get jealous, but he didn't show any change in expression at all, remaining calm and composed.
"Mo Er".
A tall, slender figure descended the stairs and instantly appeared in front of her.
"Qiao Qian'an?" Mo Qing was somewhat surprised by his sudden appearance.
How did he end up here? Didn't she not tell him where she was?
The girl before him, the source of his longing, suddenly made a move that even he himself hadn't expected.
He strode up to her and, without thinking, reached out and pulled her into his arms.
"Qiao Qian'an?" Mo Qing was stunned, blinking several times as if trying to prove that what was happening was not her imagination.
She really couldn't quite handle this sudden display of tenderness.
Could he have been so angered by what she said last time that he lost his mind?
Or is the person in front of me an imposter?
Ji Muhan suppressed his discomfort. In fact, as soon as Qiao Qian'an reached out, he had the idea of pulling Mo Qing behind him.
But he still managed to suppress it with his strong willpower.
He could only suppress his discomfort and look away without showing any emotion.
Mo Qing was only stunned for less than ten seconds. With Ji Muhan behind her in mind, she quickly broke free from his grasp, turned around immediately, and clarified their relationship.
"Hanhan, I have nothing to do with him. I don't know what's wrong with him today!" Mo Qing explained anxiously.
"Mm," Ji Muhan replied calmly, indicating that he understood.
However, his cold gaze swept over the man in front of Mo Qing.
Is it a new house?
It's the man whose contact name in her phone is "Qiao Qiao".
He had never looked at a man so closely before, his gaze lingering on his face for nearly five seconds.
He came to a conclusion.
She's fairly good-looking.
But he's not as good-looking as her.
Ji Muhan was immediately satisfied, but she remained expressionless, still maintaining her aloof and ethereal demeanor.
When Qiao Qian'an heard Mo Qing's eagerness to distance herself from him, his heart ached, and a hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
He naturally didn't notice Ji Muhan's brief glance. By the time he looked over, Ji Muhan had already returned to her aloof and distant snow lotus appearance.
Qiao Qian'an's heart skipped a beat, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Mo Er had a sharp eye; Ji Muhan was indeed very handsome, and very few girls had ever seen him and could not like him. So it was no surprise that Mo Er liked him.
However, to his surprise, Ji Muhan actually appeared by her side.
He had met Ji Muhan before, having recorded a song for him two years ago. Ji Muhan was like an unapproachable ancient myth in the ancient style music circle, and he had long since disappeared from the public eye, so it was rare to hear his live performances.
Aside from his annual voice actor live stream, you can't hear him live at all. It was just a coincidence that I was able to record a song for him two years ago.
With just one song, he could feel Ji Muhan's coldness—a coldness that came from within, a coldness etched into her very bones.
So even though he sings well, he never puts emotion into his songs.
It's hard for him not to remember someone with such outstanding looks and unique personality.
No matter how much he admired his voice, he would never forget that he was currently his "lover"!
"Ji Muhan, we meet again." Qiao Qian'an greeted her calmly and composedly.
Upon hearing this, Ji Muhan looked over with indifferent eyes, not uttering a single word.
Mo Qing was wondering when the two of them had met before. Suddenly, it dawned on her that Ji Muhan had told her he couldn't remember her words.
Just as he was about to speak, he was a step too late.
"Who are you?" Ji Muhan asked.
However, Qiao Qian'an was not unhappy as she expected; instead, he had a cryptic smile on his lips.
"It turns out that the story about Mu Han not being able to remember Rao is true. I thought it was just a rumor."
So... does that mean he can't remember Momo either?
"Oh," Ji Muhan responded indifferently, not caring about his words.
"Thank you for saving Momo." Qiao Qian'an deliberately emphasized the last two words.
It means you're just an outsider, and our relationship is much closer...
"There's no need for you to thank me." Ji Muhan remained calm and composed in the face of his provocation.
"How could that be?" A dark glint flashed in Qiao Qian'an's eyes, but it was only for a moment before he concealed it well. Then, he smiled smugly. "I watched Momo grow up. Momo is my childhood sweetheart, so her affairs are naturally my affairs."
Mo Qing's lips twitched subconsciously upon hearing his ambiguous words.
Momo?
Green plum? Green my ass! It's so cheesy. I have no idea who used to act all disgusted and like it was going to kill me.
Now, it's that nerve that's malfunctioning again, spouting these vague and ambiguous statements.
Could Qiao Qian'an be trapped in a maze of ghosts?
"Oh." Ji Muhan completely ignored the deeper meaning in his words.
"How did you know I was here..." Mo Qing sensed the subtle tension between them and changed the subject, "Did Third Brother tell you?"
"Can't I tell you?" Qiao Qian'an asked with a half-smile.
"Third brother is really unreliable. He clearly promised not to go out," Mo Qing muttered.
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