"An Lin, where are you now?"
Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen beside her, saw him shake his head, hesitated a bit, then asked with a smile.
"I just got in the car, I'm on my way to your house."
"Oh, then let's talk when you arrive."
Since she was already on her way to her house, Wen Ran couldn't possibly ask An Lin not to come. Before understanding what had happened between her and Qin Mu, she could only agree for now.
"Xiuchen, give Qin Mu a call and ask him what happened. An Lin seems really angry."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Ran turned her eyes to Mo Xiuchen and softly said.
Mo Xiuchen nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'll ask Ah Mu."
Qin Mu called him last night, asking him to help find a house. Early this morning, An Lin voluntarily moved out of Qin Mu's house.
If he wasn't wrong, An Lin had probably shown off her cooking skills again.
