Qin Mu is now solely focused on taking responsibility for An Lin.
He has no idea that Mo Xiuchen, the old fox, is scheming to watch the drama unfold.
"Good, I'll also go to G City."
After hanging up the phone, Mo Xiuchen's lips curve up in a pleased smile, no longer caring to review any client company's financials, only thinking about sharing the good news with his Ranran as soon as possible.
He dials Ranran's number and picks up the cup again, twisting off the lid to take a drink of water.
When Wen Ran's gentle voice comes through the earpiece, Mo Xiuchen had just taken a sip of water and hastily swallows, "Ranran, I have good news for you. An Lin won't be going back to get married, she and Ah Mu spent last night together, and Ah Mu insists on taking responsibility for her now."
"Did Qin Mu call you?"
