An Lan heard this and glanced at him indifferently. She said nothing, turned around to leave, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Ye Qinghao persistently asked, "Hey, I'm talking to you, why are you ignoring me?"
An Lan: …
Ye Qinghao, like a chatterbox, said, "Come on, I'll help you chase after someone."
An Lan sneered, "Take care of yourself first."
Ye Qinghao just wouldn't let go: "Tell me, come on~"
An Lan: "Why are you so nosy!"
She tried to move her wrist to pull away and leave, but Ye Qinghao held her tightly: "Come on, tell me!"
An Lan: …!
An Lan stared at him without speaking.
That expression made Ye Qinghao uneasy and a bit nervous. He coughed: "Wh-why are you looking at me like that? Could it be you like me?"
After saying that, he swallowed hard.
Seeing the deep and unfathomable look in An Lan's eyes made him even more flustered.
If An Lan said yes, what would he do?
