Chapter 1578: 1577 There won’t be a next ti.
Mo Xiuchen did not hear Feng Wanfeng’s voice.
Instead, he heard Jinchen speaking in the living room.
Wen Ran instinctively looked towards the dining room, just as Feng Wanfeng glanced over at the sofa.
She withdrew her gaze and said lightly, “She brought Jinchen to play with Tongtong and to apologize for yesterday. Xiuchen, you’re not still angry, are you?”
The last sentence was clearly ant to convince him not to be angry anymore.
“Of course I’m angry. She couldn’t guarantee your safety yet dared to take you hostage. Where were Qing Feng and Qing Yang? Why didn’t they kick her out?”
Mo Xiuchen made no attempt to hide his displeasure.
Anyone who hard Ranran, he didn’t care who they were.
Wen Ran smiled and coaxed, “Xiuchen, she’s a guest; you can’t do that. I’m really okay now. Besides, didn’t I explain to you yesterday? It wasn’t Sister’s fault; I volunteered to be the hostage.”
“Wanting to be a hostage is one thing, her hurting you is another.”
Mo Xiuchen could be quite unreasonable, which was very exasperating.
“I was wondering why Qing Feng and Qing Yang’s attitude was like that today. So, it was your doing. Xiuchen, even if you don’t give Sister face, you should give An Lin and Qin Mu so face, right?”
Wen Ran lowered her voice so that Feng Wanfeng in the dining room couldn’t hear.
After so coaxing, Mo Xiuchen finally compromised, “Alright, for Ranran’s sake, I won’t argue with her. However, in the future, don’t agree to any request Feng Wanfeng makes.”
“I got it, got it, got it.” Wen Ran said three tis in a row.
She stretched her words, showing all her helplessness.
“Ranran, I don’t want to be frightened again next ti.” Mo Xiuchen sighed on the other end of the call, and unlike her helplessness, his deep voice was filled with indulgence.
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When An Lin arrived at the ward, it was already 4:15 p.m.
Mother Qin and Mom An were in the ward, accompanying Qin Mu in conversation.
Father Qin and Dad An had gone to Gu Yan’s office. Upon seeing An Lin, Wen Ran, and Feng Wanfeng enter, Mother Qin’s smile faded slightly.
Especially when her gaze passed over Feng Wanfeng; a hint of displeasure crossed her eyes.
Wen Ran greeted them politely, and both Mother Qin and Mom An smiled in response. Feng Wanfeng’s greeting to Mother Qin, however, was t with a slightly colder tone.
Qin Mu noticed his mother’s attitude and glanced at An Lin beside him, saying to Mother Qin, “Mom, An Lin is here to keep company; you can go rest now.”
“Forgetting your mother once you have a wife.” Mother Qin playfully scolded him, pulling Mom An along as she left the ward.
“Ah Mu, I’ve brought An Lin to you, so you two can chat slowly. We’ll be off too.” Wen Ran, seeing Mother Qin and Mom An leave.
Felt that she and Feng Wanfeng, like two light bulbs, should also retreat.
“Ranran, stay for a while.”
Qin Mu smiled slightly and said gently.
Seeing his gaze turn to Feng Wanfeng, Wen Ran’s eyes flickered, recalling Mother Qin’s slightly cold deanor towards Feng Wanfeng.
She caught on to Qin Mu’s intention.
So she readily agreed, “Alright, then we’ll be light bulbs for a while longer.”
“An Lin, sit.”
Qin Mu smiled and shifted his gaze to An Lin, his eyes softening as he spoke, reaching out to pull her to sit by the bedside.
An Lin complied and sat down.
Because Qin Mu’s injury was on his back, he wasn’t lying on the bed but rather prone on it.
“Does the wound hurt a lot?”
An Lin’s eyes fell on his back wound, her brows slightly furrowed with concern.
Qin Mu held her hand and replied in a gentle tone, “It doesn’t hurt if it’s not pulled. I told Ranran not to wake you; have you eaten since you slept until now?”
“I did.”
Although An Lin had heard from Wen Ran that it was Qin Mu who asked not to wake her.
Hearing him say it himself now, that warm and sweet feeling in her heart spread even more intensely than when Wen Ran had said it.
“It’s good that you ate. I was worried that without to cook for you, you might not even solve the issue of eating.”
Qin Mu’s voice was light, his pace neither fast nor slow.
Although it was teasing, coming from him, it was filled mostly with worry and tenderness.
For so reason, as An Lin listened to his words, a sudden pain tugged at her heart.
It was like an invisible big hand clenched at her unexpectedly, that kind of pain made her very uncomfortable, and her heart felt sowhat stifled.
“You’re spot on, without you cooking for , I’d starve to death. So, you mustn’t let yourself get hurt again in the future.”
An Lin spoke with a complaining tone, and at the end, she even gave him a pointed look.
Qin Mu just laughed, his smile clear and charming, dazzling An Lin into a brief daze.
“You an, if I want to rest sotis, I can only use getting hurt as an excuse?”
“Stop talking nonsense.”
An Lin frowned, raising her hand to cover his mouth.
Qin Mu smiled at her without removing her hand.
A few steps away, Wen Ran gave Feng Wanfeng a aningful look, and the latter nodded. The two of them quietly exited the ward, leaving the space for An Lin and Qin Mu.
An Lin was only upset by Qin Mu’s words earlier, forgetting about the two light bulbs in the ward.
She glared at Qin Mu with her beautiful eyes, “If you let yourself get hurt again next ti, I won’t forgive you.”
“An Lin.”
Qin Mu sighed inwardly, raising his hand to gently hold the hand she used to cover his mouth.
He knew An Lin was upset.
Because of his injury yesterday.
This “An Lin,” he called out with tenderness and affection, as if all his feelings for her were lted into this gentle call.
An Lin’s nose tingled, and she suddenly felt tears welling up, feeling rather helpless.
She bit her lips tightly, her eyes sparkling as she looked straight at him.
Their eyes t.
In the air, there was sothing strange and subtle spreading.
Qin Mu gazed at An Lin for a mont, then a gentle smile spread across his lips, “There won’t be a next ti.”
Yesterday, they were careless.
Feng Wanfeng held Wen Ran hostage to divert Yao Dewei’s attention, and they successfully rescued Jinchen.
When Mrs. Yao appeared in the church and fired that last shot, it was similar to their own actions.
All of them had only focused on Yao Dewei; he and Lu Yunfei entering G City were noticed, but Mrs. Yao was different.
She disguised herself as an elderly person, easily blending into G City, and was overlooked by everyone.
“Even if we face danger again, you’re not allowed to get hurt to protect .” An Lin’s voice carried a touch of sadness and a faint nasal tone.
In the depths of Qin Mu’s eyes, a hint of distress flashed, “An Lin, I’m your husband. If I can’t protect my wife in dangerous monts, what kind of man am I?”
“…”
An Lin wanted to retort, but Qin Mu stopped her words, “I’ve been lying here for a long ti, I’m a bit tired and want to lie down for a while.”
“How can I help you? Should I call Uncle Gu?”
An Lin blinked blankly, looking at his back wound.
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