Shangguan Anna's heart couldn't help but stir.
She thought for a moment, and finally, simply sat on the large bed where An Xiaomian had been lying before.
She lowered her head and sighed, "Ah, alright, I'll tell you then, but I'm only telling you, don't tell anyone else."
"Arthur and Arno are still young, can they listen?" An Xiaomian gently asked.
Hearing this, Shangguan Anna couldn't help but smile, feeling a bit less oppressed, "Of course they can."
An Xiaomian showed a faint smile and said no more.
