Who knew that Zhang Ya seemed intent on opposing Huo Zhanting.
She knitted her brows, pondered for two seconds, "Actually, the matter isn't urgent, and I'm not saying I can't consider it. I'm just afraid that some people might not welcome me, right? Director Huo."
"Ha, it's good that you're aware of that," Huo Zhanting snorted softly.
As their eyes met, sparks flew in the air, An Lan sensed trouble brewing, and stepped in front of Zhang Ya, giving Huo Zhanting a warning glare. Then, she turned her head, took Zhang Ya's hand, and said, "Don't listen to him. If you want to stay, he doesn't welcome you, but I do. We can still live in the small apartment and let him stay alone in the villa."
This statement from An Lan put Huo Zhanting on high alert.
His eyes narrowed, holding a threatening gaze as he looked at Zhang Ya.