Mu Yan looked at Lin Jiamu, feeling a bit troubled.
She has always been willing to listen to their opinions, but...
"Come out for a moment, let's talk." Lin Jiamu said again.
He nodded to Wu Huai and the others beside him and got up to walk outside.
Since he went out, Mu Yan could only follow.
The corridor was dimly lit, with no one around, very quiet.
Lin Jiamu looked at Mu Yan and said, "Are you still unable to let go of the past?"
Mu Yan frowned slightly, "I haven't."
If she hadn't let go, she wouldn't be feeling better now.
"Then why did you reject this drama, is it because this drama is a reflection of your life?" Lin Jiamu retorted.
Mu Yan wanted to refute, opened her mouth, but didn't say a word.
It was indeed the reason she rejected this drama.
Lin Jiamu sighed, "Mu Yan, only when you truly face the past calmly, can you say you have really let go. You're not a coward, don't confine yourself, think it through again."
