"Don't worry. The person he wants to marry is not you." Yu Yuehan touched the tip of Nian Xiaomu's nose.
He hugged her tightly in satisfaction when he saw that she was so uptight.
He was about to bend down and smell her scent when Nian Xiaomu pushed him away.
She blinked warily.
"What do you mean? Mo Yongheng does not want to marry me? Then who does he want to marry? Wait! Since you said that he does not want to marry me, then why did he agree?"
Nian Xiaomu was confused.
She looked at Yu Yuehan in confusion.
Then, she remembered something and looked up again.
"Qi Yan kept saying that Mo Yongheng liked Bengbeng and treated him like a rival. I didn't believe him. Unless, it is true…"
Before Nian Xiaomu could finish speaking, Yu Yuehan covered her mouth.
"It is not Tan Bengbeng. Mo Yongheng would never like Tan Bengbeng!"
Nian Xiaomu stared at him in confusion again.
