After he finished speaking, he quickly took a sip of warm water from his teacup.
His short hair was shrouded in the light from the retro lamp above his head, resulting in his eyes revealing a sense of subtle loneliness uncommon to him.
An Lan's heart skipped a bit inexplicably. All of a sudden, she felt that she understood him very well.
It was probably because she had also been berated by her loved ones for being a heartless person who only cared about money and not family affection.
At this moment, she felt that she was very similar to Xu Baohan.
"I don't understand why, An Lan, I thought you would understand me." Suddenly, Xu Baohan smiled at her. His eyebrows seemed to be able to glow under the light.
An Lan's face was burning hot and her lips was curling. "What do I understand about you? I don't understand anything."
