Mrs. Duan glared at him again, but her eyes were filled with deep affection.
"Why is Anran in the hospital? Isn't it all because of you, you troublemaker? I haven't scolded you yet. Go stand over there."
Duan Xingzhou always has no way to deal with his mom, so he turned to appeal to his dad, "Dad..."
Mr. Duan, although appearing dignified and composed, also had no way to handle his wife. He hesitated between his wife and son, but ultimately chose to stand by his wife's side firmly. "Your mom's right, we'll settle this once we get home."
Mrs. Duan ignored her son, turned to Xu Anran, and smiled, saying, "Anran, you don't mind me doing this, do you?"
Xu Anran still couldn't figure out what they were up to, but she decided to watch and wait, nodding, "I don't mind."
