Seeing the look of anticipation on Sheng Xueqin's face, Mu Lan raised an eyebrow.
"Who said I have no feelings for him anymore?"
Sheng Xueqin was taken aback. She furrowed her brows, hostility in her eyes.
"You... what did you say?"
Mu Lan put her mask back on, her tone leisurely.
"A man like Huo Tingxiao, with a good family background, capabilities, handsome appearance, and not bad to me, I'm not a fool. Having feelings for him, isn't that just normal?"
Sheng Xueqin bit her lip, feeling as if she had been played.
"So all that adamant talk about divorce before was just to play me?"
Mu Lan's smile was innocent, but to Sheng Xueqin, it looked very provocative.
"If Miss Sheng insists on understanding it that way, there's nothing I can do. Women, you know, are always fickle with their moods, changing from one day to the next. What's so strange about that?"
