"Li En?"
Mo Xiuchen's long, narrow eyes narrowed, his seemingly questioning tone was, in fact, full of certainty.
As they spoke, the two of them walked hand in hand into the living room, where Mo Xiuchen sat Wen Ran down on the sofa, took an apple from the fruit tray, peeled and cut it into pieces, and placed it on a plate.
He picked up a small piece and fed it to Wen Ran's mouth.
Wen Ran bit off a mouthful, swallowed it, and then said, "It was Li En who told her. Sister Wei means that after my brother comes back, I should persuade him not to be too harsh on Bai Yiyi."
"It seems that Fang Zhiwei isn't without her schemes either," Mo Xiuchen said with a slight curl of his lips after hearing Wen Ran's words.
Wen Ran pursed her lips and spoke softly, "It's normal for her to be worried."
