Seeing the red marks on Mu Yan's wrist, Kong Lizhen was full of displeasure and looked at Zhuang Shaoyang coldly as she said, "If you want to defend Liang Rong, you can come for me. If you dare to hurt my daughter again, don't blame me for being rude to you."
Zhuang Shaoyang looked at her icy unfamiliar face, and for a moment, he thought his assumptions might be wrong.
His throat was a bit hoarse, "Ah Ning, are you really Ah Ning?"
Kong Lizhen glanced at him and said indifferently, "Does it matter?"
"It matters, of course it matters!" Zhuang Shaoyang replied without hesitation.
He looked at her with a determined gaze, she didn't know what it meant to him.
"Oh." Kong Lizhen looked indifferent and pulled Mu Yan's hand to walk towards the living room.
Zhuang Shaoyang immediately followed, "Ah Ning, listen to my explanation."
Entering the living room, Zhuang Shaoyang saw the whole family sitting on the sofa.
