"Got it," Lan Anran smiled and said.
At this moment, Li Yueru and Lan Tingyun hurried to the police station from the hospital.
"Anran! Anran! Are you alright?" Li Yueru grabbed Lan Anran's hand and asked nervously.
"Gasp… It hurts!"
Lan Anran's hand was bleeding from Li Yueru's grip.
Lan Tingyun looked down and saw that his daughter's hand was wrapped in so much gauze yet there were still faint traces of blood. His heart ached.
"Your uncle did this?"
Lan Anran didn't reply, she just lowered her head.
"B*stard! He just came out and now he's hurting my daughter!"
Lan Tingyun was going to get even with Lan Tingyi!
"Dad, I'm alright, it's just that there will be a scar in the future. Luckily my bones haven't been injured. I'll cover it with cosmetics and it'll be alright. Lan Yaxin had a miscarriage, so I think this matter is over!"
Lan Anran's expression was a little lonely.
