An Lan noticed something was off with Huo Zhanting's emotions and took the initiative to wrap her arm around his, returning his gentle smile. When her dark eyes met his, they shone like stars in a brilliant, mysterious galaxy. Huo Zhanting raised his hand and tousled An Lan's black hair, deciding not to dwell on the mood-dampening matters.
However, the details of the live banana broadcast, Fu Jingcheng had committed to memory.
After the banquet, only through the words of a servant who had taken Xiao Yihe to the hospital did An Lan learn that Xiao Yihe had passed out from the cold. At the hospital, his temperature approached 39°C, nearly the same as hers when she had a fever. Even when the servant left, Xiao Yihe had yet to wake up.
Assured of Xiao Yihe's safety, An Lan brushed off the incident like a joke. She thought Xiao Yihe had just been a bit unlucky, but the next day, a call from the hospital left her utterly dumbstruck.
