Ruan Ying showed full interest in An Nuo's previous "relationship".
Hearing Murong Qiao mention the names of others, and it seemed to be related to An Nuo's relationship history, Ruan Ying looked at An Nuo with shining eyes.
"You look like those paparazzi," An Nuo teased her.
Ruan Ying couldn't care less about this strange analogy. "Don't even think about changing the topic!"
"You—" She pestered her.
Seeing that An Nuo was being pressed down, Murong Qiao reached out to help pull Ruan Ying back and gestured for her to sit down.
She originally wanted to kick up a fuss, but the phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated.
"You guys chat first. I'll take a call." Murong Qiao stood up.
Ruan Ying and An Nuo subconsciously lowered their voices.
"Hurry up and tell me what's going on…"
Looking at An Nuo and Ruan Ying, who were talking happily, Murong Qiao answered the call and put the phone to her ear.
