Ansir Wants to Send Me Home

"Yes," Ansir replied with a hint of displeasure. "Who else could it be?"

Elvin seemed to have already known the answer. He nodded. "That fiancée of yours is still the same as always. My brother is even more outstanding. To be associated with such a family, tsk tsk…"

At this point, Elvin patted Ansir on the shoulder, his smile filled with sympathy and mockery.

Ansir slapped Elvin's hand away and rolled his eyes at Elvin. "If you say another word, I'll take care of you too!"

Elvin shut his mouth resentfully and turned back to me. "Do you want to go with this fiend, or do you want me to take you home?"

I didn't have time to interrupt just now, so I panicked. "Of course…"

Ansir's fierce gaze swung to me, cold and fierce. "Of course who?"

I immediately choked. Under his gaze, I couldn't say a word. I almost felt like running away.