"I'll have Aunt Li swap their sofa for yours. Since you like living on the sofa, you can live on it for a lifetime."
An Lan's smile sent shivers down An Xuan's spine.
He couldn't help but shiver, his hairs standing on end.
An Xuan swallowed hard, nodding after a long pause, "Okay, okay, sis, I won't let you down."
After he spoke, he dared not linger and fled from An Lan's office as if escaping.
An Lan watched the direction her brother left in, chuckled and shook her head, not paying too much attention, and returned to her position to continue working.
In the afternoon, close to the end of the workday, An Lan stretched to relieve the day's fatigue. She picked up her phone to see how the stories she hadn't checked all day had fermented, but to her disappointment.
