After she walked out, her gaze first fell on Duan Ziqing, then she looked at the others one by one.
"Sis! Help me out here, that woman is bullying me! She wants to steal Ziqing from me!" As soon as Yanran saw the woman come out, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly pulled her over, complaining like a child.
The woman gently frowned and deftly released Yanran's hand.
"How can a twenty-year-old girl still be so reckless? Ziqing is yours; who can take him away?" The woman tapped Yanran's forehead, then turned to look at Duan Ziqing with some reproach in her eyes, "Ziqing, why are you messing around with Yanran?"
Duan Ziqing touched his nose and gave a mischievous smile, "Qingran, you're wronging me. I was just having a private conversation with Xiao Qing, and your sister happened to discover us. Tsk, what bad luck!"
"Private conversation?" The woman called Qingran gave An Yiqing a once-over, "Ziqing, who is she to you? Why have I never seen her before?"
