"I shouldn't have accepted gifts from other men, and even if I did, I shouldn't wear them." An Ran quickly admitted, really scared that in the next second, Mu Xingfeng might actually have a passionate car shake with her.
Though there weren't many cars on this road, it's broad daylight!
"What else?" Mu Xingfeng stared at her as if trying to see through her.
"What else?"
An Ran's muddled brain worked fast—what else?
Mother, why let her be interrogated by Mu Xingfeng right after returning to Imperial City? How long has it been since she's seen this side of Mu Xingfeng? Was all his previous affection just an act? Now that the fish is about to bite, the fox's tail is showing.
Looks like she really needs to postpone the wedding date to calm down.
Seeing An Ran's big eyes darting around, Mu Xingfeng knew she was secretly criticizing him again, so he didn't waste words, and pressed the safety belt button with a snap.
