An Lan was about to speak when she heard her brother scoff and say mockingly, "Isn't that obvious, they must have won the bid. Few companies in Binhai City can rival the power of Huo An Group. Why do you ask such nonsense questions?"
"I just like asking these nonsense questions. Some people should stop butting in. Did anyone ask you? Have some manners," Zhang Ya rolled her eyes in An Xuan's direction.
"You're saying I'm rude?" An Xuan shot up from the sofa and glared at Zhang Ya, who glared back unflinchingly, "Yes, yes, that's exactly who I'm talking about."
Seeing the tension rising between the two, An Lan had to intervene, "Stop arguing, the bidding results aren't out yet, and I don't know how many plots the company has won. Xiaoxuan, why are you so hot-tempered today?"
An Xuan snorted coldly and sat down on the sofa without replying.
