He overheard everything that Su Nan said earlier.
So, Han Yifeng was drunk? He had even been thinking about Xi Xiaye endlessly. Any other man would be fuming too, what more Mr. Mu who had spent a lot of effort squeezing his way into Xiaye's heart.
"She wouldn't play any tricks," Mu Yuchen said emotionlessly, then hung up. His handsome face vaguely darkened.
Xi Xiaye quickly tugged at him and frowned. "Don't be angry. Su Nan didn't have ill intentions. Don't be so mean to her. She just wanted to warn me."
When she finished, Mu Yuchen just shot her a glare. Upon seeing her hand grip onto him tightly, his expression softened quite a bit. He did not say anything and just silently poured her a glass of milk while Xi Xiaye just stared at him. After a long while, when she saw that he had no plans of saying anything, she lowered her gaze.
"Petty," she muttered softly as she lowered her head and took the milk that he handed her.
