Ouyang Yan squeezed out a sentence through clenched teeth, "How very thankful I am, An Lan, you really are quite generous."
"Is that so? Since Miss Ouyang likes it, that's all that matters. I have plenty more here, and I can give all of them to Miss Ouyang if she needs them." An Lan seemed oblivious to Ouyang Yan's reluctance. After finishing her sentence, she magically pulled out a stack of cards from her pocket.
At a glance, there were at least twenty or thirty cards. She handed them over with a nonchalant attitude that said there was no need for courtesy, stuffing the cards into Ouyang Yan's hands, whose face turned completely dark.
Because these cards can only be used once each.
No matter how many you have, it's useless!
These were just gimmicky cards printed by Shanshui Haoyuan. Ouyang Yan wasn't surprised that An Lan would have them, but she hadn't expected these cards to turn up here so dramatically.
