On the other side, An Xuan angrily hung up the phone and was about to throw his mobile away in frustration. Fortunately, considering his current penniless state, he threw it onto the bed instead, sparing the device from destruction.
Just at that moment, An Yuxian knocked on the door and walked in. Since resigning from Huo An Group, An Yuxian had been visiting almost every day, trying to boost her favor in An Xuan's eyes. She was carrying his favorite soy milk and dough sticks. Upon entering, she noticed his face flushed red with anger.
An Yuxian knew that if anything could infuriate An Xuan to this extent, it was quite likely because of An Lan. She shifted her eyes, pretended not to notice, and enthusiastically placed the breakfast on the table, inviting An Xuan to come and eat.
