"Uncle, I really can't intervene in this matter. I wouldn't dare to make a move on Grandma, you should discuss it with Aunt," Lan Anran smiled and said.
"Anran, Grandma loves you the most, you just have to say the word."
Mo Changwen continued.
"Sorry, you should ask Aunt first."
Lan Anran walked into a room and closed the door, not giving Mo Changwen another chance.
"Lan Anran, just you wait. As long as you're dead, Old Mrs. Mo will definitely accept that child!"
Hatred filled Mo Changwen's eyes and he turned to leave angrily.
When Lan Anran heard no response from behind the door, she walked over to the bed with relief. The things she needed were still on the bed.
She quickly changed out of her long dress and high heels, changed into a simple outfit, climbed through a window and moved towards the upper floors.
