She propped her head with one hand, looking at An Yuxian with eyes devoid of any emotion, "What can you dare to do to me? Didn't you manipulate An Xuan just to get the inheritance he holds? If something were to happen to me, wouldn't that inheritance go down the drain?"
"If something happens to you, wouldn't all your inheritance go to An Xuan anyway? Judging by the way An Xuan is so obedient to me now, aren't all the things that belong to you mine already?"
An Yuxian crossed her legs, making no attempt to hide her ambition.
To An Lan, An Yuxian seemed to be indulging in some wild fantasy. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she said coldly, "An Yuxian, you're as stupid as ever. If something were to happen to me, forget about the inheritance, even your lives could be in danger. Zhan Ting would absolutely not allow anyone who harms me to get away with it unscathed."
The expression on An Yuxian's face stiffened abruptly.
