She hurled herself into his arms, groaning, "Brother Ling, you're back!"
Ling Li had taken over the family business, originally supposed to be in the United States for three years of further study, but he had returned after just over a year.
"Why are you still acting like a child? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Ling Li said disdainfully, but his hand involuntarily, gently caressed Mu Anran's head.
Nie Xiaoxun, watching, felt a pang of jealousy, "Hey, hey, hey, you two are so affectionate, I'll get jealous, you know?"
Mu Anran laughed, "Why be jealous? If it makes you feel better, I can let Brother Ling give you a hug too."
Nie Xiaoxun raised an eyebrow, her face full of haughty disdain, "I'm jealous of Ling Li. He hugged you, and I want one too!"
Saying this, she squeezed over, affectionately putting an arm around Mu Anran, provocatively looking at Ling Li.
