1880. Yu Lingqian, is he really here?
Mu Anran almost subconsciously glanced toward the license plate number:
It was Yu Lingqian's car!
He actually really was here!
Mu Anran's steps halted, and she felt all the muscles in her body go rigid:
Why would Yu Lingqian be here?
Lin Guanguan and An Luobai's press conference was being held here, and she herself had once sent an invitation to Yu Lingqian.
But if Yu Lingqian was clearly here, then why had he not been answering her calls or showing his face?
And just now, on the phone, Mu Xue had told her that tonight she would give her a surprise she'd never forget for the rest of her life.
Could this have something to do with Yu Lingqian?
Or could it be that Mu Xue had found out that Yu Lingqian was with that Cinnabar mole of his, so she deliberately called her over to watch the show?
Mu Anran just stood there on the spot, suddenly feeling a bit afraid.
