Chu An nodded obediently. He had no objections to Xia Tong's instructions. Just as he was about to leave with Zhou Yan and Zhou Ping, Zhou Yan rushed to Zhou Ping's side and reached out her hands to hold the chair. "What makes you think I'll follow you?"
"Zhou Yan, how long are you going to make a fuss? I'll give you a chance now. As long as you leave with me obediently, we still have a chance to reconcile." Chu An's eyes revealed some impatience.
Zhou Yan rolled her eyes. She was especially speechless. She looked at Chu An and said bluntly, "I've made myself clear just now, right? How narcissistic are you to think that I'll still pester you? My father is in my hands now, and you don't have anything to threaten me with. You should be the one getting out, right?"
