However, it was obvious that Mu Siyin did not know his true identity.
Yue Yiming pushed the door open and saw Mu Siyin. The corners of his lips curled into a smile. “I heard that your friend was injured, so I thought of coming over to take a look.”
Ji Yang looked at Yue Yiming who was strolling over and was stunned.
She did not expect Mu Siyin to know such an immortal person?
“Yin Yin... this is...”
Mu Siyin finally came back to her senses. She put down her teacup and walked forward helplessly to receive the fruit basket in Yue Yiming’s hand
Yue yiming smiled faintly. “It’s heavier. I’ll put it there.”
After saying that, he turned around and placed it on the coffee table.
Mu Siyin looked at his elegant back and blinked. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”
Yue yiming turned around, his clear black eyes smiling. “If I told you, would you have let me come?”
Mu Siyin couldn’t help but laugh. He was right.
