[What?] Nie Xiaoxun's suddenly heightened voice on the phone made Mu Anran's eardrums ache, [So, you know all about their dirty laundry now?]
Mu Anran chuckled helplessly, "I must have been blind."
[Mumu, don't be sad. Isn't there a saying that goes: A match made in heaven lasts forever? You're so pretty, you definitely can't end up with a dog.]
"Pfft—"
Nie Xiaoxun's words made Mu Anran burst into laughter: It was really odd, how come both Nie Xiaoxun and Yu Lingqian referred to those two scumbags as dogs!
[You can still laugh, now I'm relieved. By the way, Yang Yiyi is famously loose-lipped, did you run into them and get bullied?]
"How could I, my own tongue isn't just for show either."
[That's good to hear. Rest assured, next time I see them at school, I'll curse them out each time I see them, if they dare talk back, I'll finish them with a flying kick, venting for you.]
"Haha, okay." After chatting with Nie Xiaoxun for a bit, Mu Anran's mood inexplicably lifted.
