"Oh, really? Since you like it, why don't you just spend more time shopping with me in the future, to help cultivate our relationship." An Lan linked her arm with Huo Zhanting's, as if she easily accepted his explanation.
Huo Zhanting didn't want An Lan to worry, but he also hoped she would really sense his feelings. His awkward emotions almost twisted his heart like a pretzel. In the end, he sighed softly in his heart, suppressed the bitterness, and walked forward silently.
At this moment, Huo Zhanting was immersed in his own thoughts and didn't notice that behind him, An Lan was smiling with an indiscernible expression as she watched his back. Just as the two reached the underground parking lot, An Lan suddenly clutched her stomach with a pained expression.
"Zhanting, my stomach hurts, I need to go to the restroom. You go ahead and drive the car to the mall entrance, I'll wait for you there later."
