Huo Xiaoran had many questions in his heart. "I want to know when you met Xiao Ming."
Qiao An said angrily, "Huo Xiaoran, I'll say it again. From the moment you decided to marry Lu Mo, you have no right to ask about me."
Huo Xiaoran looked at Qiao An helplessly and sighed bitterly. "Qiao An, you're too innocent. I'm just worried that you'll be deceived by a scumbag again."
Qiao An stared at him in shock. "You are a scumbag, in my eyes."
Huo Xiaoran was dumbfounded before turning around and leaving dejectedly.
Qiao An suddenly muttered behind his back, "Brother Xiao Ming and I are not what we seem. I just respect him."
When Huo Xiaoran returned to his house, Huo Zhou had been waiting for a long time. "Xiaoran, are you looking for me?"
Huo Xiaoran nodded. "Come in."
Huo Zhou followed behind Huo Xiaoran and entered the house. He asked Huo Xiaoran in confusion, "It's so late. Did you suddenly call me over for something important?"
