"Lanlan, you must have seen the news online."
"Yeah, I saw it. Congratulations on finding the love of your life. I hope you two spend your whole life together, grow old together, have children soon, and always share a harmonious relationship." An Lan's tone was flat and emotionless, like a congratulation machine devoid of feelings.
Xiao Yihe seemed to be choked up by An Lan's words.
His voice through the phone seemed to carry a trace of anguish.
"Lanlan, I was also forced into this against my will. My situation with Ouyang Yan... Ouyang Xiong came to me, and now with this thing blown up, I can't possibly fail to take responsibility for Ouyang Yan."
But An Lan found it utterly hypocritical.
