Huo Zhanting, nonchalantly making his way inside, prompted An Guohua to hurriedly pull out a chair, calling the servant, "Quick, set another pair of chopsticks and bowl."
An Lan tugged at the corner of her mouth. Great, it seems this meal is unavoidable now.
As she sat down beside Huo Zhanting at the table, An Lan took the opportunity while An Guohua was busy instructing the servant to quietly tug at the hem of his clothes.
This cute little act of hers brought a flash of amusement to Huo Zhanting's eyes. Complying, he turned to face her, allowing An Lan to lower her voice and whisper, "I haven't done anything to offend you, so why are you setting me up again?"
Huo Zhanting glanced at her sideways, amused by her teeth-gritting expression, and whispered back with a curved lip, "When there's a bargain to be had, of course I'll take it!"
An Lan stared at Huo Zhanting speechlessly. Really, taking advantage of a meal?
Is that necessary?!
