When the two of them finished tidying up and came out of the bedroom, it was already close to noon.
Mu Xingfeng didn't have the servants prepare food, but drove straight back to the old estate.
On the way, watching him drive with one hand and still holding her big hand with the other, An Ran suddenly remembered Mu Xingfeng from last night.
"Honey, next semester I'll come study at Imperial Medical University, okay? In a few days Xiao Xiao will be here, I'll talk to her and see if she wants to transfer over with me."
Mu Xingfeng's grip on An Ran's hand clearly tightened. He turned his head to look at the little woman beside him. "Okay."
That one "okay" was like a wisp of fresh breeze, blowing away all the gloom in his heart.
Over the next few days, An Ran stayed at the old estate, keeping the elders company as they discussed their wedding.
