"Brother Junyang..."

An Ran was just about to say something when Mu Xingfeng pulled her, "Wife, go change your clothes, let’s go to the front to watch the show."

He then reached out to rub her little head, giving her a reassuring look. An Ran sighed and went to the changing room.

When she came out after changing, Mu Xingfeng had also changed into the guard outfit’s military pants and was waiting for her at the door with one hand in his pocket.

"Where’s Brother Junyang?" An Ran looked around but didn’t see Lin Junyang.

Mu Xingfeng reached out to hold her, "Wife, you’re paying too much attention to other men now."

Looking at his pitiful expression, An Ran’s lips curled up, "I just think Brother Junyang is being dramatic. On stage earlier, I clearly saw him kiss Xiao Xiao, and then he turned around and acted like friends. Does he really like Xiao Xiao or not? I’m really worried for Xiao Xiao."

"Worrying about others, have you forgotten how you kept dodging me when I was pursuing you? If it wasn’t for Grandpa pretending to be sick to trick you into getting the certificate with me, who knows how long I would have had to chase you."

Recalling how Mu Xingfeng pursued her, An Ran’s ears turned red.

Actually, she already had Mu Xingfeng in her heart, but because of what happened the first time, she was unwilling to accept him. If you really have to blame someone, it should be him.

No way!

"Mu Xingfeng, when did Grandpa fake being sick? Could it be that time..."

Realizing he had misspoken, Mu Xingfeng quickly lowered his head to block her little mouth.

An Ran widened her eyes; this was backstage in the changing room, where people often came to change clothes.

An Ran pushed the firm chest in front of her, "Mu Xingfeng, someone might see us."

With a playful glint in his eyes, Mu Xingfeng gave her another peck before pulling her hand to the front stage.

Watching his retreating figure, An Ran pursed her lips. No wonder Mu Xingfeng seemed so calm when Grandpa had that ’attack’; he knew all along that Grandpa was pretending.

Thinking of the care she received from Grandpa since she joined the Mu Family, An Ran felt a warm fuzzy feeling in her heart, realizing she should give both Grandpa and Grandma a call.

At the front stage, Mu Xingfeng pulled An Ran to find a seat.

An Ran glanced around the crowd and saw Xiao Xiao sitting not far away, with Jing Xiangyang talking to her, making her cover her mouth to laugh while showing no signs of sadness, putting An Ran at ease.

Jing Xiangyang might be unreliable in other aspects, but he sure knew how to make girls happy.

Looking to both sides, she still didn’t see Lin Junyang but did spot Wang Xia and Huang Xiaoyu sitting together chatting softly.

Ha, since when did these two get so close?

As she pondered, her hand was squeezed tighter by a big hand, meeting Mu Xingfeng’s warning glare.

"Wife, watch the show. Do you think the people in the audience are more interesting than the ones on stage?"

An Ran rolled her eyes dramatically. Mu Xingfeng’s jealousy was relentless; what did he think she was gazing at the fellow team members?

An Ran lightly scratched the man’s palm with her finger, leaned closer, and whispered, "Neither those on stage nor in the audience are as good-looking as the one beside me."

"You cheeky girl," the shameless man was instantly placated.

This was An Ran’s first time watching the Guard Team’s performance. What she had seen on TV before was edited footage, but watching it live, she realized what ’seeing is believing’ truly meant. The Guard Team’s performance was indeed an eye-opener for her.