1832. I'm the woman who was hugging your husband
"What an act!"
Lin Xianxian let out a cold snort, propped her chin up, and looked at Mu Anran from the corner of her eye.
"You're Yu Xiao's mom?"
Mu Anran walked directly to the seat opposite Lin Xianxian, pulled out the chair, and sat down without hesitation: "That's right, I am."
After she said that, she gave the girl in front of her a once-over from head to toe: "You're the woman in the photo?"
Lin Xianxian smiled slightly, "Yep, I'm the woman in the photo who was hugging your husband."
After saying this, Lin Xianxian was waiting for Mu Anran's face to change, but to her surprise, from beginning to end, not even Mu Anran's gaze flickered.
"Waiter, one cappuccino, please!"
Mu Anran politely called the waiter over and ordered a drink for herself.
Her casual, indifferent manner made it seem like she really was just here to have coffee with a friend.
