1922. If there wasn't just a piece of paper between them...
"When I return from Mi Country, just pretend you never knew about this."
"Alright."
Mu Anran nodded, agreeing.
She knew that Ye Tongtong almost had no friends in C City.
Being able to ask her for help meant she saw her as her biggest support, and she naturally wouldn't betray her.
"After you finish the surgery, don't worry about anything else. Xiao Xun and I have already arranged for a nanny for you over there, you just need to focus on recuperating."
Hearing Mu Anran's concerned words, Ye Tongtong was filled with gratitude: "Thank you!"
After Ye Tongtong hung up the phone, Old Madam Ye and Ye Zhuoming happened to come upstairs.
"Tongtong, who were you on the phone with?"
Old Madam Ye smiled kindly.
