An Ran watched her back and involuntarily twitched her lips. The change in her behavior was too fast.
Mu Xingfeng gently squeezed her little hand, "Let's go, I'll take you to buy clothes."
"Ah?" An Ran didn't quite understand, hadn't he just complained about the cold weather?
"What's with the 'ah'? Let's go." Mu Xingfeng said, pulling An Ran's little hand and heading downstairs.
Grandma Mu saw the two of them holding hands and nudged Old Mr. Mu, who was reading the newspaper. The old man glanced at them lightly, snorted, and then buried himself back in the newspaper.
"Grandpa, Grandma, I'm taking An Ran out for a stroll," Mu Xingfeng greeted the two elders.
"Go on, go on, have fun with Ran," Grandma Mu said, her eyes wrinkling with a smile as she waved her hand.
At the door, after putting on the clothes handed over by the servant, Mu Xingfeng looked An Ran up and down. Thinking for a moment, he wrapped his scarf around her, finally feeling a bit more satisfied.
