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 meant 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 harmed 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."
