When Mu Qinghan said this, a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on his face.
However, the dissatisfaction was fleeting.
Instead, it was Mu Qinghan's smiling peach blossom eyes.
"Young Master Mo is right, Ran and I have been together for more than ten years, and there is no need to compete with Young Master Mo for such a small amount of precious time together..."
He said it somewhat proudly!
The number of more than ten years is enough to make someone look bad.
The childish argument between the two gave Lin Ran a headache.
She didn't even know why the young master was in the mood to argue with Mo Xiaoran.
After pinching her eyebrows, she calmly took away Mo Xiaoran's hand on her waist and said indifferently:
"Before this case is found out, why don't you two sit here and talk more."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out.
Mu Qinghan was about to walk out, but as soon as he reached Lin Ran's side, Mo Xiaoran intervened.
"Madam, I am not Feng. I don't like men."
As he said that, the corners of his mouth grinned a little bit.
That pair of white teeth showed a little naughtiness at this moment.
For a moment, Lin Ran didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh.
In short, she found that Mo Xiaoran seemed to be fighting against the young master.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Mo Xiaoran's warning eyes directed at Mu Qinghan and said:
"Peach Blossom Han, my wife is not your peach blossom, don't pick her randomly."
After saying that, he put his arm around Lin Ran's shoulders domineeringly, and took her out of the room without giving Lin Ran a chance to react.
Peach Blossom Cold?
Lin Ran frowned because Mo Xiaoran called Mu Qinghan such a name.
Just by hearing this title, she knew that the young master and Mo Xiaoran knew each other and were very familiar with them.
But.
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Why do the two of them look so strange?
Could all this be Mo Xiaoran's plan again?
When she was brought back to Night Light by Mo Xiaoran, she saw Xue Moer sitting in the yard bored, picking leaves in her hands.