An Lan clutched her chest with one hand, coughing desperately, her eyes wet with tears, as if she wished to cough out her lungs. Huo Zhanting's expression subtly changed, and he placed a hand on her back, gently soothing, "Lanlan, drink slowly, and don't gulp it down."
It took her a while to recover. An Lan leaned against Huo Zhanting, taking a deep breath, "I'm alive. I really thought I was going to cough myself to death just now."
The word "death" was harsh to Huo Zhanting's ears, and he frowned as he spoke.
"Lanlan, don't talk nonsense. What's this about dying? It's just a little choking. After you left Liu Nuanxi's place, who did you go see?"
"Little Xu. I really don't understand what she's thinking, to say that she keeps crossing the line with the law because of me. Had it not been for the police station and the surveillance, I could hardly control myself from slapping her." Mentioning this, An Lan straightened up to vent.
