Mu Xingfeng walked out of the crowd and saw An Ran standing by the car, her eyes slightly red as she looked at him. His heart ached, and he restrained the cold aura emanating from him. He walked up to An Ran and hugged her, saying, "Don't worry, honey, I'll handle it."
An Ran was gently held by Mu Xingfeng, her gaze falling on Jia Chenggang behind him.
Even though she was standing far away just now, Huang Xiaoyu's words still reached her ears without missing a single one. Those women privately gossiped about her, suspected her, and Jia Chenggang, as a team member, why did he say that? Did he see something, or did he hear something?
During the time she had been here, she rarely went out, only exchanging pleasantries with a few wives, and she hadn't even met Jia Chenggang a few times. What right did he have to slander her and defame her like that?
