In the spacious study.
Second Uncle An sat behind the desk, while An Wen and An Zi were seated on the sofa. At this moment, everyone's gaze was fixed on the figure standing in the middle of the room, clearly thin yet inexplicably resolute—An Lan.
Second Uncle An narrowed his eyes.
He sneered: "An Lan, are you afraid the Ye family will have opinions about you? Then you don't need to show up, I'll explain it myself. At that time, you can tell the Ye family that I threatened you, that you were forced. This way, you won't have an ugly fallout with the Ye family..."
An Lan clenched her jaw: "Does it make a difference?"
It would still be a slap in the face to the Ye family.
What she cared about wasn't her personal dealings with the Ye family, but the fact that they just helped her—she couldn't turn around and disgrace them!
This is a basic principle of being human!
