Mu Yan picked up the notebook and directly opened it.
On the first page, wild pen strokes suddenly caught her eye on the yellowing paper.
20xx-9-1 Wednesday, sunny weather
Less than a week into the school year, everyone in class knows I'm an illegitimate child, the mocking and sarcastic remarks are endless.
Whatever, let them laugh if they want, besides jealousy, they have no other skills.
The third young master of the Jiang Family, that's a status they can only dream of.
With a "bang," Mu Yan suddenly closed the notebook.
It really is his diary...
She looked at the diary in her hand and suddenly felt it was too hot to handle, immediately placing it on the table.
She didn't mean to peek, just one page.
She returned the diary to its original place, turned around, and was ready to leave immediately.
Yet her feet seemed like they'd been filled with lead, unable to move.
