Every time Shen Lan thought about that woman, Guan Xiaoxiao, she felt a wave of disgust.
They were just perfect for each other - a match made in heaven, both talented and good-looking.
When they were apart, they caused chaos; together, they were less of a menace to society.
After buying the chicken legs, starch, and olive oil, they started heading home. Sitting in the car, Cheng Yanqing gently held Shen Lan's hand, "Don't think too much about such trash, if she shows up again, just punch her."
"Worse comes to worst, I'll take the blame, or we will keep each other company in jail."
Cheng Yanqing's comments amused Shen Lan to the point of laughter, yet she shook her head, "Some people indeed deserve it. By the way, didn't you mention something about arranging a bodyguard for me?"
"Isn't he back from overseas? I can't wait to meet her."
Shen Lan had only seen photos of Anna on TV and was beginning to look forward to meeting her in person.
