Wen Muqing suddenly lifted his thin lips, "Yes, I am angry."
"Why?" Ren Chuqing was puzzled.
Wen Muqing pressed his thin lips together tightly, his gaze falling on the face that bore scratches and bruises.
This wasn't the first time he had seen injuries on her face, but why did he feel so uncomfortable this time? More so than before, he also wanted to know why!
"I remember I told Sister before, not to get hurt so easily again. After all, I don't really like to see you injured," Wen Muqing said coldly.
"I'm sorry, I..."
Before Ren Chuqing could finish, Wen Muqing had already lifted his hand, caressing her face, "Why did you have to fight? If you really couldn't stand them..." he could have directly made that mother and daughter leave City Yan, ensuring that they never appeared in front of her again.
Ren Chuqing was startled, "How did you know I was in a fight?"
She hadn't specifically told him the reason she had been taken to the police station.
