She hid behind Mu Zichuan.

At the same time, Mu Zichuan picked up the bowl of pork rib soup on the table and poured it on Yang Ruolan.

"Get out!"

Muzichuan drank coldly.

Yang Ruolan lowered her head and looked at the soup dripping down her lake blue dress, dumbfounded.

"Mu Zichuan, I am your fiancée, and you believe her but not me?"

Yang Ruolan felt cold in her heart as she asked every word.

Mu Zichuan looked at Yang Ruolan coldly: "You can just hurt me, why should you wrongly accuse innocent people?"

Yang Ruolan twitched her lips and sneered.

"Okay, very good, Zhou Xia, I'm not done with you!"

After saying these words, Yang Ruolan turned around, covered her face and ran away crying.

Widow Liu looked at Yang Ruolan's running figure, still angry.

Zhou Xia stood up from behind Mu Zichuan, crying with guilt and uneasiness on her face.

"Auntie, brother Zichuan, it's my fault for irritating sister Lan'er..."

"I'm going to get her back right away and apologize to her."

Zhou Xia turned around to chase Yang Ruolan.
Chapter completed!