Xiang Ning grinned. “Ah, we meet again. How are you? Are you okay?” 

Annot’s grin immediately fell. She turned to look at the icy Anran, then jumped and hid behind the sofa. 

“Annot! You said you weren’t injured! Tell me the truth!” Anran’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was terrifying. 

Even Xiang Ning felt a chill. This lady wasn’t a person to cross! In an instant, he made a mental note to never anger Anran. 

Annot was already clutching her head, trembling, and covering herself with a blanket. 

“Come here!” 

Annot jumped, then slowly stood up. She hung her head like the night Xiang Ning...