I'll Slap An Muyao Every Time You Lay A Hand On Me

Nan Yan's smile, as seen through An Muyao's eyes, appeared devilish!

She was truly vicious!

She resorted to such despicable means to force An Muyao to help her clear her name while tarnishing An Muyao's own reputation!

An Muyao gritted her teeth, almost tasting the bitterness of rust in her mouth.

Finally, she lowered her head in humiliation, "I will do as you say."

"You must keep your word and delete all those photos!"

"That depends on your performance."

Nan Yan glanced over and saw Lu Lehua, walking briskly towards them in high heels. Her expression turned cold.

She didn't want to interact with Lu Lehua, fearing that she might lose control and do something unforgivable in the original host's body.

She left with cold indifference.

To avoid Lu Lehua, she even took a detour.

Lu Lehua had already spotted Nan Yan and An Muyao together from a distance. Her already gloomy face became even darker.