"So, if I do as you say, will you really tell me the whereabouts of all those things, one by one?" An Lan drew out his tone, his voice carrying a hidden meaning.
Zhou Huimin hesitated for two seconds. Many things she didn't even know where she had thrown them. To return them to An Lan was easier said than done. But right now, this was her only bargaining chip. She gritted her teeth, bluffing with feigned confidence.
"Of course, in this world, only I know where the things you want are. Even An Yuxian doesn't know." Zhou Huimin's body suddenly leaned forward, her sallow face magnifying abruptly, causing a thud in An Lan's heart.
"I'm sorry, but those things are just a pile of dead objects. We can distinguish between important and trivial matters. Even if mom were watching from above, she'd certainly not want me to break the law for those things."
An Lan propped his head with one hand and spoke calmly.
