Just as An Lan was feeling regretful, An Xuan's gaze fell upon Director Shen. He scrutinized Director Shen from head to toe, and his naked gaze made Director Shen feel extremely uncomfortable.
"What ... what are you staring at?"
"I just find it strange that someone who has settled their gambling debt and should be resting at home in their later years is showing up here. Director Shen, but you're already so old, what use is your guarantee? If something happens, you just lie down on the ground and who could do anything to you?"
An Xuan curled his lips, the words making Director Shen turn ashen, while An Lan struggled to hold back her laughter. With her brother around, the mood which had been consistently oppressive and sad had eased significantly.
As if I, a man of stature, would actually lie down on the ground and act shamelessly!
Gasping for breath, Director Shen, unable to argue with An Xuan, could only turn his aggression towards An Lan.
