Facing such questioning, An Liyang fearlessly returned the gaze, his words cold and devoid of any emotion: "If you still don't understand, then I might as well say it again tonight: I have nothing to do with the An Family now, and I don't want to go back. As for you who are willing to stay there, it has nothing to do with me. My only wish is that you don't let your greed and schemes involve me. As for the so-called spending this New Year's Eve together, I also find it unnecessary. If you understand now, please leave with these things immediately."
"An Liyang, you bastard." The originally overturned glass was directly knocked to the ground by Xi Xilan, her face full of ferocity, extremely terrifying.
Gao Yuwen and An Yuya glanced at each other, too scared to speak.
Only An Liyang remained indifferent, continuing to look at the other calmly, with words gradually tinged with impatience: "Are you done yet? If so, please leave now."
