"Is that okay?"
Although Jesse was internally elated beyond words, his face showed no sign of emotion. His beautiful azure eyes merely revealed a hint of anticipation, making it hard for anyone to refuse.
An Nan didn't notice this; her attention was still on a certain man, proving the saying true: one's body may leave, but the heart remains. Thus, she only nodded perfunctorily in response to Jesse's expectant words.
She then instructed Little Jia You, who had been silent on the side, "Prepare a room for Uncle Jesse, I'll go rest first."
Without attending to etiquette, An Nan immediately stood up and left.
Back in her room, An Nan began pacing back and forth, her face full of agitation.
"What now? What now? I was already guilty; now by running away, it's adding guilt upon guilt. I bet Little White wants nothing more than to strangle me now. What do I do? What should I do."
An Nan was at a loss.
