Mu Xingfeng did not deny it, nodded, and reached out to wrap his arm around An Ran’s shoulder as they sat on the sofa.

"Li Dajun knows Sun Lufang’s character well. This afternoon, after hearing Liu Hu’s conversation with a few of the wives, he got angry when he got home, and Sun Lufang admitted it. Li Dajun personally came to apologize to me for failing to manage his family and promised that tomorrow Sun Lufang would apologize to you in front of everyone through a broadcast at the broadcasting room."

"Broadcast apology?" An Ran thought Li Dajun would have Sun Lufang apologize to her, but she didn’t expect him to make her apologize publicly through a broadcast.

In a way, it makes sense. Today’s incident has spread throughout the entire compound, and given Li Dajun’s character, how could he let Sun Lufang apologize just like that after knowing the rumors she spread and the dirt she threw at An Ran?

Not to mention what Mu Xingfeng and An Ran feel, Li Dajun himself probably wouldn’t easily forgive Sun Lufang.

The matter in S Province, as Mu Xingfeng had told her, if investigated thoroughly, would mean Li Dajun could be transferred there thanks entirely to Mu Xingfeng’s secret support. What Sun Lufang did was practically biting the hand that feeds.

Except if Sun Lufang really went to the broadcasting room to apologize to her in front of everyone, no one would make comments behind her back anymore, whereas Sun Lufang’s reputation would be ruined. After this incident, no one would casually chat with her.

"What? Feeling soft-hearted?" Mu Xingfeng looked at An Ran’s expression, thinking the little one couldn’t bear to punish Sun Lufang, and his face showed some displeasure.

An Ran shook her head, "How could I? Although the broadcast apology is indeed a severe punishment, I am not a saint either. She spread rumors without reason, she should bear the consequences. She is also a woman, shouldn’t she know how important reputation is for a woman? And Liu Hu, if this matter is just brushed aside, how would Liu Hu continue to get along with us? He would likely feel more guilty around you and be talked about behind his back."

Hearing An Ran’s words, Mu Xingfeng’s expression improved a bit. He ruffled her little head. "Not bad, you’ve improved. As my wife, there’s no reason for you to suffer loss and endure. Li Dajun is a good person; allowing Sun Lufang to apologize via broadcast is a favor to Li Dajun. If it were someone else, I wouldn’t even give her a chance to apologize. You are my life; if someone touches my life, I will take theirs."

When Mu Xingfeng said this, though cautious, he couldn’t help releasing the violent aura he carried, showing that this matter truly angered him.

An Ran knew that Mu Xingfeng’s words weren’t just empty threats. Though he won’t actually take the other’s life, with Mu Xingfeng’s capability, he has plenty of ways to make others feel worse than death.

An Ran reached out and hugged him, "Honey, I’m okay; really, I’m okay."

"Wife, when I’m transferred to Imperial City, never hold back. If you can’t handle something, call Jin Weiliang, Huo Shaohua, and Zhang Liang, and Fang Hui. They’ll all be near you. Even if the sky collapses, it’s okay; you’ve got your husband to support you. Just remember, don’t let yourself feel wronged nor put yourself in danger. Also, although I’ve agreed to Sun Lufang apologizing to you via broadcast tomorrow, whether this matter ends or not, it’s up to you. If you feel her apology is not sincere enough, you can choose not to forgive her. Don’t compromise yourself because Li Dajun came to apologize personally."