An Lan couldn't help but almost burst out laughing at her brother's current state. He knelt on his knees, with one hand held up to his ear, looking not so much like he was proposing, but rather like he was praying in front of a Bodhisattva, asking for blessings.
An Lan, with her attention on An Xuan and Zhang Ya, failed to notice Huo Zhanting frequently casting glances her way. Something seemed hidden within the depths of his dark eyes.
"Yaya, one thousand yuan, you'll have to be careful of my brother hiding secret savings in the future," An Lan said this casually as she watched the excitement, and An Xuan's first reaction was to shake his head vehemently, "Impossible, I definitely won't hide any private money. If I ever go back on my word, then I'll be..."
