An Xuan was infuriated by Sun Lanfang calling him a vixen left and right, and he raised his hand wanting to slap her.
"You old hag, call my sister a vixen one more time, and don't blame me for getting physical. I don't subscribe to sparing the elderly."
Sun Lanfang shrank her neck back, clearly showing fear.
"Lanlan, what is going on here? How did Sun Lanfang suddenly show up? Don't tell me she's here to bring you warmth," Zhang Ya quickly walked over to An Lan and whispered.
An Lan gave a bitter smile, "Does she look like she's here to bring warmth? Actually, I don't know what kind of act she's pulling either, I..."
She recounted every detail of how Sun Lanfang had come in.
Zhang Ya couldn't figure out what she was trying to do either.
An Lan watched the farce before her, only feeling a headache from the noise.
"Xiaoxuan, there's no need to say too much to her, just throw her out. I don't want to see her," An Lan said to An Xuan, rubbing her temples with one hand.
