Yan Sijue raised his eyebrow, "Does it bother you?"
"Of course!" Mu Yiliang glared at him!
All these years, seeing him constantly in various tabloids, it's been quite disheartening for her, okay?
"Then why don't you tell me about your romantic history over the past few years?" The man seemed nonchalant, but his hand subconsciously tightened.
"I've been busy taking care of my son, where would I find the time to find a man!" Mu Yiliang continued to glare.
Yan Sijue's eyes lit up, suddenly feeling every pore on his body relax immensely.
Although he had suspected, this was the first time she admitted it by herself.
Seeing the man with a delighted smile, Mu Yiliang got even angrier, "I suddenly feel it's unfair, you've had quite the fun in these years, and I've lost out big time. How about we break up first, and I'll go flirt with some young men!"
