Yu Lingqian pinched the bridge of his nose, annoyed, "Can't you keep an eye on your woman?"
Gu Yichen frowned, seemingly realizing something.
A self-mocking smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, "She went to your place again?"
Yu Lingqian frowned, not responding to the statement. Instead, he said calmly, "You have ten minutes to come and take her away."
After hanging up the phone, he turned his head and saw Mu Anran walking alone towards the master bedroom, looking desolate.
Yu Lingqian strode over, and as he passed Mu Anran, he grabbed her small hand, "Come with me."
Mu Anran was stunned for a moment, unexpectedly being dragged along by Yu Lingqian.
She didn't know why, but every time she saw Yu Lingqian and Xue Murong together, she felt a bit uncomfortable.
After all, Xue Murong had once been his "cinnabar mole."
So, when the two reached the staircase, Mu Anran suddenly stopped, "Young Master Yu, I'm a bit tired."
