Huo Zhanting had to tilt his head back to prevent his tears from falling.
Just then, the door suddenly swung open from outside, startling An Lan. She looked up, and before she could see who it was, a dark figure embraced her, pushing Huo Zhanting, who was sitting by her bed, aside.
Huo Zhanting's face darkened as he glared intently at the person who had taken his place.
"Lanlan! Are you okay? Do you know how worried I was when I saw the news? Lin Meijiao was there, and I wanted so badly to slap her. How dare she have the guts to go to your home and bully you."
The person tightly holding An Lan was none other than Zhang Ya, who had rushed over after seeing the news. Luckily, she had called Aunt Li before coming over, otherwise, she might have gone straight home.
Zhang Ya let go of An Lan and carefully examined her.
The worry in her eyes was almost tangible.
