"Hey, what do you mean by that? I didn't tell Little Shu because I didn't want her to worry about me. You know about this, so there's no need for me to explain, right?" Zhang Ziwen stared at An Yun. He was sitting across from Tang Ying and An Yun. Tang Ying's expressions of distress didn't escape Zhang Ziwen's eyes. His heart hurt at the sight of it. At this moment, he was quite displeased with An Yun, and his tone became cold and hard.
"Why are you so angry? What do I know? What did you tell me? I only know you're hiding things from Little Shu and you asked me to keep your secret. Don't deny that you said such things." An Yun retorted without backing down and stared back at Zhang Ziwen. Her twinkling eyes revealed a sense of enjoyment. His anger pleased her...
