Huo Zhanting flexed his fingers and let out a cryptic chuckle. An Lan shrank back, huddling herself on the car seat, deliberately avoiding his gaze. The vehicle remained eerily silent throughout the drive.
He had intended to give An Lan a stern lesson once they returned—but as the car arrived at the villa, Huo Zhanting turned his head and spotted An Lan slumped sideways in her seat, peacefully asleep, a look of comfort etched across her face. The flicker of anger in his heart was instantly extinguished, as if doused with cold water.
Huo Zhanting chuckled again, noticing the faint bluish shadows beneath An Lan's eyes. A pang of pity swept over him. Fine, he thought. Today, he'd let it go—tomorrow, he'd revisit her failings.