"Little Aunt, you don't have to blame yourself," Mu Yunlie said. "Mu Lingling's emotions got out of control last night, and even if you had been paying attention, it would have probably been difficult to prevent."
Yan Qianyi is so skilled, and even she didn't see it coming, so how could Little Aunt have reacted in time?
He only blamed Mu Lingling for this situation.
Holding her wine glass, Mu Huaner smiled and said, "As long as you don't blame me, that's good."
"But Little Aunt, don't come here again in the future," Mu Yunlie continued. "Qianyi needs to rest in peace."
Hearing this, Mu Huaner's smile instantly stiffened, and she took an awkward sip of her wine.
"Go back," Mu Yunlie said, putting down his wine glass, ready to leave.
"Ah Lie!" Mu Huaner called out to him urgently, her eyes filled with sorrow. "You're telling me not to come because Qianyi doesn't want to see me, right?"
