"Dad..." An Ran instinctively wanted to stop An Youcai. No matter the situation, she would never return to that house again. Why should she let An Youcai run around for her?
"Mr. An, you'd better not waste your efforts. Even if you managed to scrape together twenty million, it would all be in vain."
A deep, sexy male voice suddenly sounded behind her. An Ran's blood froze instantly. She turned her head with difficulty and saw the man she had been thinking about for over ten days standing not far away.
Mu Xingfeng ignored An Ran's surprised gaze with immense willpower. He walked straight to her side, wrapped his arm around her, and looked at An Youcai with an undeniably possessive stance.
An Youcai stared at the suddenly appearing man. He stood straight and tall in his neat attire, his chiseled features exuding a steely aura. His deep eyes seemed to harbor a powerful force that couldn't be ignored.
