"Of course not."
Xue Murong retracted the professional smile from her face, and spoke calmly, "That day, it wasn't the first time you met Ah Qian, right?"
As expected!
Mu Anran knew she hadn't come to have tea and a chat.
She indifferently looked down, "Why doesn't Miss Xue ask Young Master Yu about this?"
Xue Murong suddenly broke into a smile, "True, Ah Qian is your Sugar Daddy, so you indeed can't just talk about his affairs."
Mu Anran's fists, hanging by her side, suddenly clenched tightly, and her eyes grew cold.
Seeing her silence, Xue Murong elegantly brushed a lock of hair aside, "Anran, I know you don't love him. You should also be clear that he isn't with you because of love either. He couldn't face the news of me getting engaged to another man, so he chose a substitute. Hasn't anyone told you, you look a lot like me?"
Mu Anran remained silent.
"You need money, he needs a woman, so it's natural for you to reach an understanding."
