Thank me? For what?
Mo Han only heard the first part of her statement; the rest was something Wen Biyu whispered in her heart, inaudible to him.
He stood there, puzzled, just as he was about to speak, Wen Biyu emerged from his embrace and stood in front of him again. With a sweet smile, she tentatively asked, "Brother Mo, will you deliberately ignore Biyu in the future?"
"How could that be? I'll still be relying on you for the Yangqi Elixir in the future."
Mo Han replied with a smile, "Besides, I've always treated you as a sister, Biyu. How could a brother ignore his sister?"
Whether Wen Biyu was truly acting or pretending, to be on the safe side, Mo Han decided to deliver his trump card: "May all lovers in the world turn out to be siblings."
Hearing the word "sister," Wen Biyu's facial muscles twitched involuntarily, and a barely noticeable sense of loss flashed through her eyes. She gave a dry laugh and responded, "Well, that's good, that's good…"
