An Lan looked at Gu Xi with a sense of helplessness, wondering where she got such confidence. With a light touch, she tucked her hair behind one ear, crossed her arms, and leaned against the doorway, looking at Gu Xi with a hint of mockery. "I'm really curious to know, who gave you such confidence, Xiao Yihe?"
"I no longer have any relationship with Xiao Yihe." Gu Xi's complexion whitened, and she clenched her lips tightly. She blamed Xiao Yihe for her repeated wrong assumptions. Thinking of this, she hurriedly approached An Lan, fixated on the oversized diamond bracelet on her wrist, the raw brilliance prickling her eyes. Envy filled her heart as she stubbornly believed all this should have been hers.