"Xiaoxuan didn't intentionally disrupt our wedding; he was also deceived by An Yuxian and Xiao Yihe. You shouldn't harbor such strong resentment toward him for this. I believe he wishes even more than we do to go back to that time and change the outcome."
An Lan looked up helplessly at Huo Zhanting.
Huo Zhanting huffed dismissively, clearly uninterested in listening.
An Lan wanted to say more but as she lowered her head, he sealed her lips with his, blocking all the words she wanted to say next. The warmth from his lips made her eyes widen, but soon, she had no mind to think of anything else.
The oxygen in her mouth was being stolen bit by bit, leaving her brain somewhat oxygen-starved, with only instincts remaining.
...
An Xuan, who had hastily left the bedroom, happened to bump into Zhang Ya.
Zhang Ya saw An Xuan's panicked look and glanced behind him before teasing, "Running so fast? I thought there was a lion chasing you."
