Next, Ji Wan Yun didn't care about the awkwardness anymore and ignored Chen Mu. Chen Mu had nothing to say either, watching the urban scenery outside the car with interest.,Upon getting out of the car, Chen Mu didn't look at the luxurious villa. The moment he stepped into the huge living room, his eyes fell on a child.,She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, delicately sculpted like a porcelain doll. Like Ji Wan Yun, she had long, glossy black hair, appearing ethereal and otherworldly.。