In just half a minute, Mu Xingfeng had considered all possibilities in his mind.
"Mu Xingfeng, does that Xiaoyu Huang like you!" Although it was a question, An Ran said it with a tone of certainty.
Already got someone to be a matchmaker, how could she not like him?
"Who is Xiaoyu Huang?" Mu Xingfeng blinked, trying to recall the person but found no impression.
Seeing his innocent face, An Ran got even angrier, "Still pretending? Chief Guard Wang arranged the matchmaker for you, and you're still pretending not to know? I even told you this morning when you came back, after you returned from the drill, Chief Guard Huang's sister Xiaoyu Huang came to our house to bring some fruit. You forgot it in just a few hours? Lying to ghosts, huh?"
The more An Ran spoke, the angrier she got. That Xiaoyu Huang obviously had her eyes on her man, yet Mu Xingfeng didn't remind her, leaving her to foolishly entertain her like a guest.
