"Wait a minute, Anran, don't blame Grandma for being harsh on you just now, but there are some things I have to say. In the future, don't go out alone so late, it's not safe."
Zhao Xiumei looked at Lan Anran kindly, as if she was very concerned, but in reality, her gaze was threatening.
Lan Anran was slightly taken aback.
"I might have woken Grandma from her sleep. I'll be careful next time."
"Why hasn't Mo Jinrong come over recently? Girls should be more reserved."
Zhao Xiumei smiled.
"Thank you for your concern, Grandma. You're saying that women should be reserved, otherwise, they will be despised."
Lan Anran's words carried a deeper meaning, as if she was referring to Zhao Xiumei being the third party.
"You…"
"Mom, I'm so glad you care about Anran. Let's go to bed."
Lan Tingyun didn't hear anything wrong and pushed Zhao Xiumei upstairs.
