Sun Xuehui walked out of the hotel in a daze, while An Sijia seemed deep in thought.
"Jiajia, does An Ran know any other men?"
This past six months, Sun Xuehui hadn't even called An Ran, so she naturally didn't know about her situation at school. The Ye Family had already fallen, and the only thought in her mind now was who An Ran might have met while studying in Nan'an.
"Impossible," An Sijia was completely lost in thought, mumbling to herself.
"What's impossible? Could An Ran really have met someone extraordinary in Nan'an?" Sun Xuehui saw An Sijia's expression and knew she was hiding something from her.
