An Xiao saw her looking deeply affected, and laughed loudly: "You don't actually think Anjue has genuine feelings for you, do you? Hahaha, what a joke. You're just a substitute. Do you really think Anjue would love you?"
Ye Xiaoyu's face was filled with a wounded expression.
Actually, when Anjue appeared, the situation between Mù Qiānxún and a few others was already rather awkward.
Especially Ou Zun, who completely ignored Anjue.
And Anjue, it seemed, also had a grudge against Ou Zun.
Mù Qiānxún was very embarrassed at that time too.
Ye Xiaoyu couldn't understand why a family was so awkward after all.
It turned out it was because they had fallen for the same person.
It turned out all her tragedies were because she looked like Mù Qiānxún.
The one Anjue loved was Mù Qiānxún.
Ye Xiaoyu looked at An Xiao, her brain throbbed with pain, and many things echoed in her mind. Actually, her memory was always fragmented; sometimes she could remember some things, sometimes she couldn't.
