An Ran lowered her head, "I said..."
Lou Hezhan saw her with this "admitting fault" look, his expression softened slightly, but still remained ominously dark.
"Come back with me."
"Okay."
Then An Ran stood up and slowly walked towards Lou Hezhan. The distance was merely five steps, but she moved so slowly.
An Ning watched An Ran head over to Lou Hezhan's side and suddenly stood up.
"Xiaoran!"
An Ran shuddered, then shook her head somewhat bitterly, "Sis, I'm a bit tired. I'll head back first. I'll come find you later."
"But..."
Before An Ning could speak, Lou Hezhan already coldly held An Ran's shoulder, took long strides, and quickly led her away.
"Xiaoran..."
An Ning's outstretched hand froze there...
This situation, if there's nothing fishy, then it would be false, wouldn't it?
An Ning grew anxious and quickly made a call to Xiao Zimo.
