"Daughter, wake up, what's wrong?"
Lan Tingyi shook his unconscious daughter and shouted for help.
When Lan Anran arrived at the hospital, she thought Lan Yaxin was dead, but when she heard that she had only fainted, she felt bored.
When Lan Tingyi saw Lan Anran and Mo Jinrong, the anger in his heart erupted.
"B*stard! B*tch! What are you doing here? My daughter just fainted, so it's not as serious as you had hoped. You must be very disappointed, right?"
Mo Jinrong stood in front of his wife, protecting her calmly.
"You can scold me, but you can't scold her. You know very well what happened. You don't have the right to blame my wife."
Lan Anran looked at the man protecting her and felt a sense of security.
Lan Tingyi lowered his fist. He knew that it was because of him today, but he refused to admit it.
"Lan Anran! Just you wait, if anything happens to my daughter, I won't forgive you!"
