Xiao Yihe's lips twitched.
He almost ground out the words, "No."
"No, huh." Huo Zhanting stretched out the tone, glancing up and down at Xiao Yihe. Though he said nothing, his gaze implied everything, leaving Xiao Yihe inexplicably feeling a bit inferior.
Xiao Yihe quickly adjusted his mood, gently tidied his clothes, and with a composed look said deliberately to An Lan.
"Lanlan still cares about ceremonies, just like before. Back then, you were also very attentive to anniversaries and such. I didn't expect your habits to remain unchanged after so many years."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding instantly fell silent. Gu Xi's grip on her bag tightened bit by bit as she perked her ears, gleefully observing the two, succeeding in seeing Huo Zhanting's expression darken visibly with the speed of light.
An Lan had originally been quietly watching Huo Zhanting show off.
