An Yan looked at the man's unruly appearance and nodded.
"Little sister, thank you so much." Mu Shaoze and Fu Shiyan were about as tall as each other. He patted An Yan's hair, "Without your help, my mom wouldn't have woken up."
"An Yan is nice to everyone; you don't need to be too moved," Fu Shiyan said coldly.
Mu Shaoze made a sound of acknowledgment, "President Fu saying it like that can easily obscure An Yan's kindness, and others won't appreciate it."
Fu Shiyan's eyes were frosty. Had it not been for An Yan's invitation today, he would have turned around and left.
Mu Shaoze was elusive, often nowhere to be found. If not for Mrs. Mu's incident, they probably wouldn't meet very often in their lives.
Forget it, endure it, maybe they would only meet this once in their lives.
Fu Shiyan looked at An Yan, "Let's go inside."
Mu Shaoze politely took the gift box, made a gesture of invitation, and the three of them entered the villa.
