1022, A Fake Face
Mommy Nie quickly greeted, "Your name is Youyou, right? You're really pretty. Eat more, make yourself at home, don't be shy."
Du Youyou smiled politely but distantly, nodding without speaking.
Perhaps because she suspected something before, Mu Anran paid extra attention to this woman, Du Youyou.
She noticed that Du Youyou, though seemingly pretty at first glance, had a very stiff expression.
Especially when she smiled, it seemed as if the muscles on her face were being pulled, making it look unnatural.
Noticing Mu Anran wasn't eating much, Mommy Nie frowned.
"Mumu, why don't you have an appetite? Do you find what I cooked unappetizing?"
"How could that be? Auntie, I really like your cooking."
"If you like it, why don't you eat more? You seem a bit distracted tonight."
Yu Lingqian turned to glance at Mu Anran: from the moment Du Youyou entered, he noticed that Mu Anran seemed a bit off.
Her gaze frequently and subtly fell on Du Youyou.
