1721,Next time, don't be so sensitive
"Miss Mu, it's okay. It's just a misunderstanding. Your husband mistook me for a burglar breaking into your home."
Is that so?
Mu Anran clearly doesn't believe it.
Because just now, Mu Anran was standing on the balcony, watching all their interactions.
Before the physical altercation, the two seemed to have had a conversation.
The distance was too far, so Mu Anran couldn't hear anything, but she could clearly feel that the way they looked at each other was off.
However, since the injured Mr. Arthur didn't intend to make a fuss about it, Mu Anran thought there was no need to dwell on the matter.
She wore an apologetic smile on her face, "Mr. Arthur, I'm really sorry! Because there was a little incident at home recently, my husband is a bit sensitive to strangers."
Sensitive to strangers?
Ha!
Arthur let out a cold laugh in his heart.
However, he maintained his gentlemanly demeanor on his face:
