The main thing was that there was too great a distance between them. Qiao Mu was simply not interested in continuing this bet with Mu Rouxuan.
It was simply ridiculous to call her the prodigious eldest young lady.
Rumors sure enough were rumors. They could not be believed!
Mu Rouyan was still making a ruckus, but Mu Rouxuan grabbed her wrist weakly.
The crowd parted to the sides, and a cyan-clothed man around 20 years old slowly strode over.
His jet-black hair was tied behind his waist, and his stern eyes glanced toward the Mu sisters.
"Eldest Brother!" Mu Rouyan shouted in suprise.
Eldest Brother had come! With Eldest Brother backing her, did she still have to fear that d*mn abominable lass?
Mu Xingchen's gaze passed by Mu Rouyan and landed on Qiao Mu's back as she was leaving.
His eyes lit up, and he jumped off the ground. He flew over to Qiao Mu's side and subconsciously reached for her wrist.
