An Ran lowered her eyes, a hint of sadness in them.
"He didn't..."
"How I treat her is none of your business."
Upon hearing this voice, An Ran's back suddenly stiffened. She turned around and saw him standing behind her, his expression grim, emanating an ominous aura, as if a storm was about to descend.
An Ran's face turned pale in an instant.
"A...Ahe..."
Lou Hezhan stood behind her, exuding a cold aura. He beckoned her over and commanded harshly, "Come here."
An Ran looked at Shen Qingyang with a tremor, "You should leave here first, don't worry about me. I'll be fine."
Then she stepped rigidly towards Lou Hezhan.
Her wrist was grabbed from behind with great force, surprising An Ran. She was pulled into Shen Qingyang's arms. He gently said, "Don't worry, you don't need to fear him."
An Ran wore a bitter expression, not need to fear him?
How could she possibly not fear him?
