Mainly, she didn't want to encounter those unnecessary troubles again, especially love, the kind that harms both others and oneself.
"Good, but you can't use this face for now, because it's simply too beautiful and doesn't resemble a boy's. Aunty Hong, help him change into this outfit." Quan Fengyan passed a document bag over.
Mu Yin took it with confusion and opened it to look.
It was actually an ID card and a passport with some background information.
Quan Yingying?
The boy looked handsome with delicate features, not bad at all.
"This is a distant little cousin of mine, using his identity, no one will suspect." Quan Fengyan explained.
Mainly because the word 'Ying' sounds the same as 'Yin'.
No one would suspect him if he was called Yinyin.
"Alright, just as you say." Mu Yin had no objections.
It indeed seemed safer that way.
