Watching Mu Lingshan's smile that was not quite a smile, Yin Tian also gave an awkward laugh and scratched his head without saying a word.
"So does that make me number ten?"
Mu Lingshan looked at Yin Tian with a grievously aggrieved expression.
"No, no, no..."
Yin Tian waved his hands repeatedly, "You don't need to observe seniority based on age, just call each other sisters."
"Hmph!"
Mu Lingshan huffed petulantly, giving Yin Tian a look that said 'you know what's good for you.'
Suddenly, Mu Lingshan thought of something and looked at Yin Tian, "You said you had a way to solve the issue with my fate, is that true?"
"Of course, it's true, as long as..."
Just as Yin Tian was about to explain to Mu Lingshan, suddenly a grotesquely styled, outrageously exaggerated sports car came to a stop below the bridge.
The car window rolled down, revealing a young man, "Tsk, indeed very beautiful."
"Qiang, look at this girl, still in her wedding dress, could she be an escaped bride?"