Lan Xin Ai, realizing that he knew, didn't deny it anymore: "I'm not the one you should be thankful to."
"That's only you." Gong Yao's face darkened, aware of whom she was referring to.
Nevertheless, he wanted to find Xi Yemo, not to thank him, but to settle other matters with him, as the Gong Family had suffered a considerable loss due to Xi Yemo.
Of course, Gong Yao wouldn't share any of this with Lan Xin Ai.
"What logic!"
A twitch ran through the corner of Lan Xin Ai's mouth.
"Since we've made everything clear, let's not bother each other in the future." Lan Xin Ai didn't want to be entangled with him anymore.
Gong Yao moved to block her way: "I haven't even repaid you and you are already eager to leave."
"Gong Yao, I'm saying this one more time, what happened at Happy Pedestrian Street is in the past, if you insist in expressing gratitude, you should thank my husband, not me."
Lan Xin Ai grew angry.
