Zhan Anqi, under Zhan Moxiao's cold gaze, stepped down the stairs one by one and finally stood before him.
She timidly called out, "Elder brother."
Zhan Moxiao watched her indifferently; he naturally knew about her going out drinking and celebrating with Gu Manzi last night, and knowing this only made him more disappointed.
He lost the person he loved most, and was in such pain, yet his sister went off to celebrate.
His Lanlan was so kind, beautiful, and lovely, sacrificing herself to save others, while she was intent on harming her.
From today on, he would no longer recognize this sister.
"Zhan Anqi, whom did you tell about the matter of my being poisoned with the Gu?"
Zhan Anqi shuddered in fear, Zhan Moxiao's words were not loud, but each syllable pierced her ear drums like sharp blades. She dared not admit it and instinctively shook her head, saying, "Brother, I don't understand what you're saying... Ah!"
Before she could finish speaking, a solid slap landed on her face.
