Qin Wan raised her eyebrows, calmly meeting Su Zhicheng's fierce gaze, "The left side was slapped by me, the right side she slapped herself."
"If she says she slapped herself, then she did. Brother, don't be angry with her; she hit me because I also hit her. When I heard that Minghan had entered the operating room, I was really angry and couldn't control myself."
Su Qing's voice was plaintive.
The tears hung on her eyelashes, about to fall.
Her appearance was pitiful.
Not to mention men, even women would feel pity seeing her like this.
Su Zhicheng walked a few steps towards Qin Wan.
Mu Shaochen immediately protected Qin Wan in his embrace.
His gaze was cold as he looked at Su Zhicheng, "What are you trying to do?"
"Don't worry, I won't hit her."
Su Zhicheng observed how Mu Shaochen protected Qin Wan.
Thinking about his sister's deep feelings for him, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.
The expression on his face grew one degree colder.