Huo Zhanting's face turned an angry shade of multicolor as he yanked back the tablet and barked, "Get out!"
"??"
An Lan was completely bewildered. Why was this man telling her to get out again?
Instinctively, she turned to leave, but Huo Zhanting snarled, "Stay right there!"
An Lan turned back, looking at Huo Zhanting confused.
Huo Zhanting commanded sternly, "Give me your phone!"
Her phone?
An Lan hesitated, took out her phone, unlocked it, but before she could hand it over, Huo Zhanting snatched it from her.
The man's face was grave as his slender fingers tapped the screen with familiar strokes, opening up a comment in An Lan's feed from someone named "Husband, please marry me" and seriously typed out a reply.
"I already have a husband, thank you."
The flurry of activity was ferocious, leaving An Lan dumbfounded.
This man's jealousy was pettier than a needle's eye, wasn't it?
The netizens were just joking around. Was it really necessary to go this far?
