An Sijia sneered coldly, satisfied to see An Ran's body suddenly stiffen, and continued to speak, "I wonder if the dignified Young Master Mu knows that his wife has been with someone else, would he still pamper you so much?"
An Ran indeed did not expect that An Sijia had seen it that time. After returning home that night, she also noticed two spots of blood on the back of her skirt.
But at that time, her heart was ashen, and she couldn't care less. Since no one mentioned it, she only saw it when she was about to do laundry.
She was quite surprised that An Sijia actually managed to hold back for so long before speaking up.
What does she want to do? Tell Mu Xingfeng about this?
An Ran frowned slightly. An Youcai is ill now and should not worry or exert himself too much, yet his daughter is so inconsiderate.
Growing up in the An Family, she naturally knew the weight An Sijia held in An Youcai's heart, after all, he watched her being born and grew up by his side.
