Yin Manqing looked at Mu Yan, wanting to speak but stopping several times, as if it was hard to open her mouth.
Seeing her like this, Mu Yan probed, "You want to ask me about Jing Heng?"
Yin Manqing looked at her serene face, at those clear, limpid eyes that seemed able to see through a person's heart, and suddenly smiled. "Yeah, I haven't seen him for a long time. I don't even know if he's doing well."
Mu Yan looked at her in surprise. "If you care about him, why don't you ask him yourself?"
Yin Manqing's brows twitched slightly. "I…"
"Hm?"
Yin Manqing looked at her pretending-not-to-understand expression and suddenly laughed. "It's not like you don't know he doesn't like me. If I really call him, he definitely won't pick up."
Mu Yan looked at her in surprise. "Weren't you the one who hated Jing Heng? How did it turn into him hating you?"
Yin Manqing was stunned for a moment, as if she had thought of something, and didn't respond.
