That look of determination caused Mu Nan and others to shiver. Really? Hang oneself over such a trivial matter? They couldn't believe that Big Playboy Mu had such resolve. Where was his face? Where was Big Playboy Mu's face?
Although what was said was a bit too exaggerated, to the extent that Mu Nan and the others felt somewhat nauseated, the effect was evidently very good.
"No, no, I'll just take these medicinal herbs. Please don't do anything rash," Wenren Qingqiu hurriedly grabbed Mu Hanyan's hand, urgently speaking, fearing that she might harm herself.
"Thank you, Senior Wenren, for making this possible." Despite the greasiness of the hands that held her, Mu Hanyan's body broke out in goosebumps, but she still put on a grateful face and spoke.
