After she finished speaking, An Xiaomian wanted to close the door.
Who would have known that the lecherous man stretched out his hand, blocking the door, and leaned toward An Xiaomian, a roguish smile on his face as he said, "Sister An, don't be in such a hurry to close the door. This morning my mom didn't recognize who you were, but after she remembered you were from the An Family, she felt sorry for you. Together, we bought lots of gifts to give to you. Take a look at our gifts first. And we've been tired all day without any rest. Won't you let us come in and sit for a while, have some water?"
"Sorry, but my grandma and I have just moved in today; we haven't prepared anything and there's no water. As for the gifts, you don't need to bring any, it's too late now. You should head back," An Xiaomian said, attempting to close the door again.
