An Ran's big, grape-like black eyes kept turning, observing the movements at the door.
In the end, not wanting his young wife to be so frightened and anxious, Mu Xingfeng reluctantly let her go and bent down to help her tidy up the bed.
"I'm home for three days this time. Should I help you vent your anger about yesterday?" On the way here, Fang Hui had already reported to him first about An Ran's recent matters.
Mu Xingfeng didn't have any objections to the Lu Family's business banquet, but upon hearing about the encounter with An Youcai's family and the disgrace and criticism from Sun Xuehui and her daughter towards An Ran, he was exceptionally displeased.
Back then, Sun Xuehui used such despicable tactics to send An Ran onto the bed of an old man, directly ruining her life. If he hadn't appeared in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
