An Lan's voice suddenly sank, threatening word by word.
"Xiaoxuan's matters, no matter who told you, you'd better keep your mouth shut. Xiaoxuan will be fine. Even if something happens to you, Xiaoxuan won't be in trouble. You'd better hope they're fine, otherwise, I'll make you pay double for any hardship they endure."
Threatened, An Yuxian just wanted to say An Lan must be crazy.
It wasn't even her who caused trouble for An Xuan and Zhang Ya, but somehow she was blamed. What chilled her was the possibility that An Lan might actually do such a thing.
She opened her mouth, about to retort, but An Lan hung up, leaving An Yuxian listening to the busy tone on the other end, nearly smashing her phone in anger.
...
On the other end, after hanging up, An Lan seemed deflated.
