"Ah—" Mu Anran, holding a teddy bear, felt utterly depressed as she lay on the grand bed in the master bedroom.
She must have gotten used to being held by Yu Lingqian while sleeping, so recently his absence made her feel hollow as if something was missing, and she couldn't sleep well.
After sighing and rolling around on the bed for a while, Mu Anran suddenly sat up energetically.
She took out her phone and called Nie Xiaoxun.
"Hello, Mumu, my little ancestor, are you calling to bring me good news?" Nie Xiaoxun's laughter trembled through the phone, "Come on, tell me, was the passionate five-piece set I gave you useful? Did Young Master Yu kneel before your black stockings on the spot?"
Mu Anran sighed in frustration, "No."
"WHAT?" Nie Xiaoxun's tone sharply rose as she bounced up from the bed, "How is that possible?"
"I... I didn't wear it..."
"Mumu, you really are breaking my heart!"
