An Lan, who had been drowsy, was now completely awake.
The cold eyebrow trimmer in her palm made her feel hope, Gu Xi's voice carrying fear. An Lan acceded to her request, though had it not been for Gu Xi, she wouldn't have suffered such misfortune.
Soon, Xiao Yihe woke up and arrogantly ordered Gu Xi around like a servant. An Lan watched this scene, pressing her lips tightly, and secretly used the eyebrow trimmer to cut the rope where Xiao Yihe couldn't see.
As time ticked by, An Lan felt every second passing like a year. Silently, she hoped Zhan Ting would arrive quickly. Having been tied up all day, her stomach was already beginning to ache with a dull heaviness.
Xiao Yihe, like a lord, sat on the bed and whistled towards An Lan's direction, "Lanlan, after you give birth, you also have to work. I don't have money now to support the two of you, but no worries, you can support me."
What a shameless remark.
An Lan felt disgusted and ignored Xiao Yihe.
