Sun Jiao was Unwilling
"An Nuan."
An Nuan shivered when she listened to Sun Jiao's sweet voice. The bright smile on her face almost made An Nuan throw up. An Nuan watched as Sun Jiao walked over in her direction.
Ren Di leaned closer to An Nuan and whispered, "What's wrong with her? Do you think Sun Jiao was hit on the head?"
"I don't know." An Nuan shook her head. She could not understand what was going on with Sun Jiao. She was being strange.
Just as Sun Jiao was approaching, An Nuan instinctively took a step back.
The smile on Sun Jiao's face stiffened briefly. She was not expecting An Nuan to draw back.
"You… what are you trying to do?" Ren Di stepped in front of An Nuan with a protective stance. "If you have something to say, just say it from that distance. Don't get too close to us."
Sun Jiao's expression turned ugly. "I am not talking to you." She shaped at Ren Di. "You stay out of this. I just need to speak to An Nuan."