Anning took all of Wang Baozhu's money, and after returning to the Provincial City, she deposited it into her own bank account.
When she came out of the bank after depositing the money, her wrist was suddenly grasped by someone.
Anning flipped her hand, trying to capture the person, but it turned out to be in vain.
She was shocked and hurriedly turned to look at the comer, only to see Xiao Yuan's face.
"You..."
Anning was stunned.
This Xiao Yuan was very different from the Xiao Yuan from Shanqian Village.
His features had changed somewhat, becoming more refined and his spirit more vibrant than before, especially his pair of eyes, deep like a dark abyss.
The corners of his mouth curved up, with a slightly bewitching smile looking at Anning.
"I've come."
Anning narrowed her eyes slightly, sensing that many things had already changed.
"Let's find a place to talk."
Xiao Yuan led Anning to a teahouse and found a very quiet private room.
