"Honey, why are you in Nan'an? Are you on a mission?"
Just yesterday they spoke on the phone; Mu Xingfeng hadn't mentioned his trip to Nan'an. But An Ran knew that most of their missions were confidential, not to be revealed outside, even to family members.
"Yes," Mu Xingfeng sat beside An Ran, pulling her into his embrace, "My mission is to check on my wife, see why she's unhappy."
An Ran's body stiffened noticeably as she leaned against Mu Xingfeng. When she heard Mu Xingfeng say "yes," she genuinely thought he was here for a mission, but the latter half of his sentence hit her like a blow, making the softest part of her heart ache and swell.
She realized that Fang Hui must have told him, but she hadn't mentioned today's events to anyone. Had Mu Xingfeng rushed here overnight just upon hearing she was upset?
An Ran's gaze fell again on the diagnosis certificate on the coffee table. Mu Xingfeng followed her gaze and sighed lightly, "I'll go talk to Si."
