"Zilan!" He Ziji's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly went up to cover her mouth. "What nonsense are you talking about!?"
How could she say such things so casually?
He Zilan blurted out that sentence and immediately regretted it. She hurriedly gazed at Hong An.
But at this time, Hong An had already closed his eyes as if he were deep in thought, not paying attention to the situation here.
After confirming that he had no intention of pursuing the matter, He Ziji heaved a sigh of relief.
His entire back was drenched in cold sweat.
He Zilan's tears fell on the back of his hand, making him angry and heartbroken, but he couldn't vent his anger. "…Zilan, this isn't your home. I can't let you be wilful! You must be careful with your words and actions in the future, understand?"
He Zilan nodded while crying. At this moment, she also realized the seriousness of the matter.
