Huo Zhanting's tall figure stood against the light, with the golden sunlight casting on him and blurring his face, preventing An Lan from seeing his expression clearly at that moment. Ouyang Yan, too, seemed to be frozen in place, maintaining a half-risen posture, staring straight at him.
He swept a glance around, his icy gaze settling on Ouyang Yan's face, immediately jolting her to her senses. Still, she was filled with infatuation for Huo Zhanting.
Every inch of Huo Zhanting's hair met her aesthetic standards.
Her jealousy towards An Lan was largely because An Lan's husband was Huo Zhanting, and Ouyang Yan even naively thought that if she had met this man before An Lan did, perhaps the outcome could have been different.
"Huo... Huo Zhanting." Ouyang Yan stood up, stepping quickly towards him. Her eyes, full of infatuation, made Huo Zhanting extremely uncomfortable.
