An Lan still felt a shiver of fear, recalling that slap from An Yuxian. Clearly, she had put all her strength into it, and had that slap truly landed on her face, it would not have disfigured her, but her face would have swelled for several days.
"Walking down the street and bumping into a madwoman, next time you go out, take a bodyguard." Huo Zhanting didn't even spare An Yuxian a glance, immediately categorizing her among the insane, while An Yuxian stood by, her unease growing into frustration.
Especially the disregard from Huo Zhanting toward her and his concern for An Lan was provoking An Yuxian, whose eyes were filled with spite and grudges. Why did Huo Zhanting dote on this wretched woman so much!
