Xiao Yihe, with his current status, was definitely not invited, nor did anyone know how he got in. Huo Zhanting's hand lightly clenched An Lan's hand, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes at the thought of Xiao Yihe.
"I will deal with Xiao Yihe. Besides him, did anything else happen at school today?" Huo Zhanting didn't want to let Xiao Yihe ruin the mood anymore, so he half-tilted his head and asked while waiting at a traffic light.
Huo Zhanting had wanted to help An Lan relax, but as soon as he finished speaking, he saw her sit up a little straighter, her expression becoming serious and earnest, "Actually, something did happen. Do you remember Xia Wenwen?"
Xia Wenwen? Huo Zhanting couldn't quite recall.
Seeing the puzzled look on his face, An Lan knew he didn't remember, so she reminded him, "It's that woman we met at the hot spring resort, the one who threw herself at you and fell in love with you at first sight."
