Chapter 309: Wishful Thinking

Zhao Xiumei couldn't bear it anymore. She had to find fault with that brat.

She ignored everything and pushed the door open.

"You're just a medical student, what kind of illness can you treat? Hurry up and send him to the hospital. Can you afford to bear it if you delay the treatment?"

She realized that the door was locked from the inside. This brat might be up to no good.

"He's fine. We're married, so can't we spend some time alone?"

Lan Anran opened the door and spoke confidently.

"A man and a woman alone in a room, who knows what shameful things they're going to do? Don't tarnish the Lan Family's name."

Zhao Xiumei refused to budge.

"Mom! Jinrong is sick and they are married. What can they do in the Lan Family?"

Lan Tingyun believed that his daughter was a sensible and understanding person.

"That's uncertain."

Zhao Xiumei sneered and stretched her head to look inside. Lan Anran blocked her view and smiled.