Why on earth was the boy staring at her so foolishly with a shy, blushing face?
She now felt once again the agonizing pain of not having prepared thoroughly...
Had she known, she should have waited for Tang Qingyue to wake up first and gathered the details before proceeding, rather than being completely in the dark as she was now.
"You... who are you?" Mu Yin asked tentatively. Seeing his astonishment, she quickly covered her head and searched for an excuse, "Sorry, I accidentally hit my head a few days ago. I have a bit of a concussion, so I don't remember many things very clearly."
Although pretending to have amnesia was cliché, it was endlessly useful.
"Is it your stepmother bullying you again?" The boy, upon hearing this, didn't doubt her words but instead clenched his fists in righteous indignation, unable to hide the sympathy in his eyes for her.
He even knows about her family situation this well? Mu Yin couldn't help but frown slightly, remaining silent.