In the coffee shop, Pan Shuyi ordered a cup of coffee, while Mu Xinlan requested a milk tea. The two sat silently.
Mu Xinlan held the milk tea cup in her hand, feeling the still hot temperature. She didn't drink the milk tea, nor did she want to speak first.
Cheng Zhiming stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the car front, gazing at Mu Xinlan through the glass window. He needed to guard against Pan Shuyi's tricks; he absolutely couldn't tolerate her targeting Mu Xinlan.
After a while, Pan Shuyi put down the spoon she had been stirring incessantly and spoke, "Miss Mu, I really envy you! Having a man like Cheng Zhiming love you!"
Mu Xinlan listened, placed the cup down, and looked seriously at Pan Shuyi, responding, "Miss Pan, I can't understand, with a man as good as Eiran, how could you bear to leave him back then?"
"Haha..."
