If only his Little Star were Mu Huan. She resembled his childhood star even more than Mu Kexin did, especially her temper!
Bold and clever, intelligent, and just a little arrogant!
At this thought, he felt that Mu Huanâs eyes, too, resembled his Little Starâs eyes even more than Mu Kexinâs! Mu Kexinâs eyes lacked that sparkle that was so evident in the eyes of his Little Star, but this was found in Mu Huanâs eyes â that inexplicable confidence and agility.
The more he thought about it, the more it seemed to him that Mu Huan resembled his Star more so than Mu Kexin did.
And then, unexpectedly, he called out, âSong Xing?â
However, Mu Huan did not react.
But Li Meng, who was next to them, obviously stiffened her posture for a moment. However, because Long Feitingâs full attention was on Mu Huan, he did not notice Li Mengâs back stiffening.
As he observed Mu Huanâs lack of reaction to the name, Long Feiting suddenly realized what he was doing!
This irritated him. How could he even hope that Mu Huan was Star!
How could that be possible?!
She mustnât be!
She was the wife of Bao Junyan! If he messed with that man, he could end up dead!
To think he was hoping she was Star! And to increasingly be convinced that she was, to the extent of calling her Song Xing! He must have been possessed! That was only a slight resemblance in her eyes, wasnât it?! As Song Xingâs elder sister, of course there would be some resemblance!
What was he thinking?!
Suddenly, Long Feiting was agitated with himself for having such random thoughts, and for the embarrassing act of calling her Song Xing. Somehow, he got even more annoyed as he looked at Mu Huan. Hence, he reached out and gave her hair a yank.
Mu Huan, who was reading, reacted in pain and in fright, having had her hair so forcefully yanked.
She turned around angrily, ready to kill someone!
âWhat are you doing?!â she yelled at Long Feiting.
Arrogance was written all over his face as he replied, âYanking your hair!â
Mu Huan: â...!!!â
She wanted to hit the guy! Could she hit him?!
âWell then, do you dare to take on a one-on-one challenge?!â Mu Huan said angrily.
Without waiting for Long Feiting to say anything, Li Meng held Mu Huan back by her arm and whispered something in her ears.
âWhat did you say? Say it louder!â Mu Huan was wearing a set of earphones and unconsciously spoke louder than usual.
Li Meng grimaced as she reached out to take off her earpiece. Then she whispered to Mu Huan, âDonât challenge him to a one-on-one. He just called out to you with the name Song Xing. If you challenged him and came into close contact and he recognized you as the person who smashed up his car, this feud between the two of you will deepen!â
Mu Huan was shocked. âWhy didnât I hear that?â
âHe didnât speak too loudly, and you were wearing your earphones. How could you have heard it?!â
Mu Huan gave a glance in Long Feitingâs direction and spoke no further.
âWhat are you two mumbling about there? Stop behaving like petty people who talk bad about others behind their backs!â
âBehind your back? I think weâre talking right in your face!â Mu Huan snorted.
âSay it louder if you dare, then!â
âCrazy guy!â Mu Huan decided they were better off not getting confrontational with Long Feiting. Hence, she turned around and ignored him.
Long Feiting, on the other hand, yanked her hair again and said, âMu Huan, didnât you say you wanted to challenge me one-on-one? Letâs go, one-on-one!â
Both times in the past, he had missed the opportunity to test her true capability, so why not today!
Mu Huan sensed that throbbing pain in her head coming back once again. She turned and grabbed Long Feiting forcefully by his wrist, forcing him to loosen his grip.
âLong Feiting, donât you dare touch my hair again, otherwise, donât blame me for being disrespectful!â