Lan Xiao quickly put his arm around mother Wen's shoulder and asked nervously.
"Auntie, why are you crying?"
Mother Wen raised her sleeve to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes and smiled at Lan Xiao.
"Child, you don't know how sad I was when I heard the news of your death some time ago. Such a good child, how could she die just like that? If you die, what will happen to our Mu Chu? Even that little girl, Wen Cheng, had secretly cried a few times under her blanket when she heard the news of your death."
"Mom, why are you talking about me? Wen Cheng's face was flushed red. She stomped her feet and ran out.
Lan Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly. Was Wen Cheng shy?
She really did not expect that Wen Cheng would cry for her.
This girl, didn't she always dislike her?
A series of question marks appeared in Lan Xiao's mind.
Mrs. Wen could not help but chuckle when she saw Wen Cheng run out in a sorry state.
