Huo Zhou thought that Huo Xiaoran should have a lot to say to Qiao An, so he pulled Xiao Yue out.
Only Huo Xiaoran and Qiao An were left in the huge living room.
Huo Xiaoran was in a daze from his illness. Compared to his usual self, he had less control. He looked at Qiao An with intense affection.
"An'an, give me a chance to make it up to you, okay?" he almost begged.
Qiao An smiled and asked, "Brother Xiaoran, how do you want to make it up to me?" In fact, in Qiao An's opinion, Huo Xiaoran had already done enough for her; after all he had given her rich assets and bought her a house.
However, Qiao An had a glimmer of hope in her heart. She hoped that Huo Xiaoran would make it up to her in another way. It was just that she understood that he was engaged now and didn't dare to expect too much.
Huo Xiaoran examined Qiao An's eyes. "I'll give you whatever you want." Including himself.
Qiao An sighed slightly.
