When An Muyao approached, Nan Yan was taking the clothes out of the bags and hanging them in the wardrobe.
She clenched her teeth in frustration, angered by Fourth Brother's sudden change in attitude towards Nan Yan.
Did he change just because he saw her true face and thought she looked good?
An Muyao looked at her face, stunning even without makeup, and couldn't help but feel jealous. She wished she could tear off Nan Yan's face and put it on her own.
Was she blind? Couldn't she see that she had been here for so long? She actually pretended not to notice her, not even greeting her!
An Muyao was furious, but she quickly suppressed her anger and put on a gentle expression, walking up to Nan Yan. "Yanyan..."
Nan Yan calmly took off the labels from the clothes and hung them neatly on the clothes rack. She glanced at An Muyao as she approached, and calmly asked, "What's the matter?"
