Zhang Ya's face showed a mix of blue and red. An Lan, curious, leaned over to take a look, and then burst out laughing, "Xiao Yihe really is something, casting a wide net to fish—he must really be exhausted, having only two hands must feel so limiting."
An Xuan looked somewhat displeased.
With a speechless expression, Zhang Ya immediately deleted the text message. "As for their engagement party, whoever wants to go can go; I'm not attending. Xiao Yihe is truly disgusting, he doesn't really think he's playing the role of a lover, does he?"
An Lan looked at her disgusted expression and laughed, nestled in Huo Zhanting's arms, saying, "When it comes to disgusting people, Xiao Yihe tops the list, nobody could come second."
In the end, Zhang Ya and An Xuan decided not to attend Xiao Yihe's engagement party.
