1833. Abusing the Trash
She proudly straightened her back, showcasing her well-shaped Lin Xianxian physique: "At my age, there aren't many women who reach my level of qualifications."
"I guess so!" Mu Anran nodded, speaking seriously, "I bet there aren't many girls your age who reach your level of shamelessness either."
Lin Xianxian's face darkened, finally sensing the sarcasm in Mu Anran's words.
She looked at her sideways: "Mu Anran, it's true you've had a child with Yu Lingqian. But one thing you've overlooked is men, no matter what, always like young and beautiful girls. Yu Lingqian is also a man; he won't be an exception!"
Mu Anran has been married to Yu Lingqian for so many years. She might not know him inside out, but she understands him quite well.
So from the first moment she saw this girl in front of her, she knew Yu Lingqian's taste wouldn't stoop to this level.
Mu Anran took out her phone, selecting the few photos Lin Xianxian sent her one by one.
