As the heir of the Lin Family, I cannot publicly express my feelings for you, but I will take good care of Ah Rong for you.
All the furniture in the house was made of wood. For some reason, An Xiangrong felt very familiar with the layout, but she couldn't remember why.
"Senior, let me look at your wounds first."
When Liu Xi walked in, the first thing she did was to look for the medicine box. Seeing the pale-faced An Xiangrong, she quickly spoke up.
"Mom, are you hurt? You should go with Aunt Liu Xi."
An Wei didn't know that An Xiangrong was injured. Although he hadn't seen An Xiangrong for a while, Lin Baobao and Mu Yan just told him that An Xiangrong was busy.
"I'm fine, son. Don't worry."
Seeing An Wei's worried face, An Xiangrong reassured him. He, however, wasn't looking at her but at Liu Xi.
"Weiwei, relax. I won't let anything happen to your mom."
Liu Xi often visited An Wei at the hospital, so hearing her words, An Wei nodded.
