An Lan blinked her eyes at Huo Zhanting, "Do you have some sort of problem?"
"..."
Huo Zhanting's expression turned cold. This little vixen really had no conscience at all. Was this how one should speak to their benefactor?
"Otherwise, why would you go out of your way to cause her trouble first, and then give the shares back to me?"
An Lan seriously pondered the matter, but couldn't fathom what Huo Zhanting was thinking.
It surely couldn't be because he was jealous of Xiao Yihe, could it?
If that were the case, it wouldn't be Huo Zhanting with the problem—it would be her going crazy!
"Forget it," An Lan considered for a few seconds before giving up on thinking, "Still, thank you. Without your help, I wouldn't have gotten these shares. Don't worry, I'll definitely fulfill what I promised you."
Being even-steven was, in An Lan's view, the best possible outcome.
