Fortunately, she was still breathing.
She worked up the courage to touch Mo Yuan's face again. It was warm and smooth.
Shen Yijia heaved a sigh of relief and sat up straight again. She pointed at Mo Yuan's face with a strange expression. "What happened to your face?"
Why did she have to make a face to scare people?
Mo Yuan froze. She suppressed the smile on her face and said awkwardly, "Thirty Thousand told me I had to smile often. That way, Miss will be in a good mood."
Shen Yijia was stunned for a moment. If she didn't hear the last sentence, she would definitely laugh at Mo Yuan.
But now, she felt a warmth in her heart. Regardless of whether she was the person Mo Yuan was looking for, Mo Yuan was certain that she was the one.
She stopped smiling and said solemnly, "Mo Yuan, you don't have to force yourself or change yourself to suit anyone. You just have to do what you like."
