"What? You don't want to?"

Xia Ranran took Chinan's silence as an unwillingness and snorted, "Give me my address, I'll go myself."

Xia Ranran's kindness to her warmed her up, and the cold heart that had been there since Murray's death seemed to be warming up a little.

Mu Chudi held Xia Ranran behind him. "I'm all right. I just went out for a walk. Those people don't chase me anymore, so don't be afraid."

Chinan on the other end of the phone heard the voice of Muchu flute, relaxed, afraid of Muchu flute misunderstanding, hurriedly explained, "Xiaodi, I am not..."

"I know, I don't blame you."

Xia Ranran hangs...