Lu Chuan asked with some curiosity, "Dislike you? Why?"
Mu Nanqing said, "Between relatives, you know, there is always some sort of comparison mentality. When I was young, a lot of people pursued me, including a boy she liked, and furthermore..."
As she spoke, she lowered her head to glance at her chest.
Lu Chuan joked, "And what? Don't tell me it's because your chest is bigger than hers, which caused her jealousy?"
Mu Nanqing's face reddened to the root of her neck, but she didn't retort and instead nodded her head.
Lu Chuan couldn't help but laugh and cry; he hadn't expected his guess to be right on the mark.
He pretended to casually glance at Mu Nanqing's chest and said indifferently, "With assets like yours, it's indeed hard not to make people jealous."
Mu Nanqing looked at Lu Chuan, embarrassed and annoyed, "Xiaochuan!"
Lu Chuan chuckled sheepishly, "Just a joke, just a joke."
Mu Nanqing shot him a reproachful look, but it was evident that she was still pleased.
