Chen An was stunned for a long time, and by the time he reacted, he felt as if he had been shot at by a barrage of knife-like gazes, his skin almost completely flayed. He hurriedly dodged Tong Ran's hand as if he had been electrocuted and quickly moved to one side, "Do you know who I am?"
Tong Ran's hand paused in midair, her five fingers still maintaining the posture of grabbing his sleeve. She nodded, "If I didn't know who you are, how could I ask you for food?"
Chen An: "..."
Mo Nanjue's gaze darkened, looking at Chen An with even colder eyes. Recognize him? Could there be some scandalous relationship between them?!
"You can't just say things like that…" Chen An quickly waved his hand, "Tong Ran, do you hate me?"
She must hate him, and this must be her way of getting revenge...
If Tong Ran really chose him, wouldn't Nanjue chop him into minced meat?
Plus, there was the unfathomable Luo Xiao...
