An Lan no longer paid attention to Gu Xi's spontaneous outburst.
She turned sideways, trying to get past Gu Xi, but this person was relentless, even attempting to grab An Lan's arm. As soon as her hand touched An Lan's sleeve, An Lan decisively waved it away with a snap.
Gu Xi's fair-skinned hand swelled red at a visible rate.
She covered the back of her hand, glaring venomously at An Lan.
"Miss Gu, if you don't need your ears, you can donate them to someone who does. I'm not interested in the matters between you and Xiao Yihe. If you are willing to jump into the fire pit, that's your choice and has nothing to do with me. I hope you have the sense to stay away from me, otherwise..."
An Lan elongated her tone, sizing up Gu Xi with a glance as if she were looking at non-recyclable hazardous waste, "Otherwise, even with Xiao Yihe protecting you, I have ways to handle you. If you don't believe me, you can try."
Her smile didn't reach her eyes, her cold voice full of threats.
