The call connected and before Mu Xiangwan could speak, the voice on the other side asked first: "Xiaowan, are you two having a quarrel?"
"Bro..." Stumped by Mu Xiangyang's question, Mu Xiangwan timidly asked, "How did you know?"
"Humph! How did I know? Is there anything in Beijing city that I don't know?" Mu Xiangyang snorted coldly, and then scolded her with an elder brother's tone, "I've already told you that if you are with Chaoyang, you should learn to shoulder more responsibilities. Why create a scene? He's busy every day. It's not a pleasant sight for you two to quarrel. Would it give him peace of mind when he goes to the army? What if there's an urgent mission? How can he focus if he's worried about you?"
Although knowing her brother made sense, Mu Xiangwan could not help but feel upset once again, "Brother, wouldn't you ask what happened before judging it's my fault?"
