"Don't worry, after everything they've been through with Sun Minggu, their bond is stronger than gold. You don't need to worry." Huo Zhanting gently comforted An Lan.
An Lan felt that Huo Zhanting made sense, so she didn't dwell on the matter further.
Meanwhile, elsewhere.
Having just arrived home, Gu Xi was slapped hard, making a loud, crisp sound. Gu Xi covered her red and swollen cheek with one hand, looking up in disbelief at Xiao Yihe, who seemed like an enraged lion.
"Yi... Yihe, you?" Gu Xi's voice trembled, her expression a mix of fear and terror.
Xiao Yihe flexed his wrist twice, grabbing Gu Xi's chin tightly, forcing her to meet his eyes. His gaze was cold, and his voice was chilling.
"Gu Xi, I pulled some strings to get you into this variety show, not to make a fool out of you. If you don't want to stay in the entertainment industry, you can tell me."
