Ou Zun looked at the smug look on her face and sneered, "Did you see Wen Rou and think you've got the upper hand, so you're showing off now?"
Mù Qiānxún laughed so hard that she was shaking, she took a gentle sip of water, "Is it that obvious? Was it written all over my face? But you should have noticed, the pallor of her face just now. When she found out I was Mù Qiānxún, she was so frightened she could hardly stand. And when she asked what I was to you, she was as careful as if she were a thief. Don't you think that expression was amusing? In any case, I thought it was delightful!"
So delightful!
Speaking of which, she had been Wen Rou's shadow for three years.
She had been living under her song all along.
Actually, it wasn't easy for Wen Rou either.
Because the voice was hers, she, who liked singing and playing music, could never have her own song again.
Once a new song came out, and her voice was exposed, it would give her away.
Did she dare?
