"Zhan Ting, don't punish him because of this little matter; otherwise, I'll feel guilty. If you're unhappy, punish me. I'm the one who should leave," An Lan spoke in a somewhat rascal manner.
With a twitch of his eyebrows and a helpless turn of his head, Huo Zhanting looked at An Lan. "Lanlan... forget it this time; you won't need to stay next time," he relented, ultimately soft-hearted.
The bodyguard gratefully glanced in An Lan's direction.
Then Huo Zhanting waved his hand for the bodyguard to wait at the door. After the bodyguard left, only the two of them remained in the room. An Lan leaned into Huo Zhanting's embrace and pouted her lips.
"You don't know how shameless the woman Xiao Yihe found is. I kept admitting over and over again that I had nothing to do with Xiao Yihe, yet she insists on pestering me."
