The voices coming from the house were mixed and she could tell that there were more people. Xia Wanyuan glanced at them. "Go back first. I'll go and see what's going on."
"Okay, give me your phone," Jun Shiling said as he took out his phone from Xia Wanyuan's bag and called himself. "Don't hang up the phone. You're not allowed to fight."
"Got it." Xia Wanyuan smiled helplessly and placed the connected phone back in her bag, then turned and walked towards An Rao's house.
The door was ajar. Xia Wanyuan gently pushed it open.
"Do you think you're amazing just because you're an actress? Look at what you're wearing. You're so indecent. Your father and I don't have the face to say that you're our daughter outside!" Xia Wanyuan had just entered when she heard a middle-aged woman's voice.
