Yu Lingqian had been paying attention to Mu Anran from the moment she first opened her mouth to speak.
She was like a lazy cat.
She always hid her sharp claws until the end.
But it seemed like Xue Murong had touched her raw nerve, was she now baring her teeth and claws in defense of her sovereignty?
Strangely, Yu Lingqian felt his mood was not too bad that night.
He spoke indifferently, "Don't wear shoes and catch a cold, then don't expect me to take care of you."
Xue Murong's face stiffened, she even thought she had misheard.
Yu Lingqian had always been a high and mighty emperor, when had he ever used the word "serve" on himself?
And Mu Anran also seemed somewhat dissatisfied upon hearing this.
She gritted her teeth secretly: Yu Lingqian, this guy, deliberately not picking up her cues, could he still dare to have a change of heart?
Mu Anran revealed her sharp claws, just as she was about to launch a full counterattack, Yu Lingqian suddenly spoke again, "Mrs. Yu?"
