Important Items Must be Kept Carefully

An Zhiyan returned the items to the man.

"Sir, you must keep your important items carefully." An Zhiyan's lips curled into a faint smile. "Don't drop them again." 

The man immediately reached out to take it. "Thank you, miss." After he took it, he immediately put the gun into his clothes.

The old man next to the man glanced at her viciously, then left with his bodyguard.

An Zhiyan's brows furrowed. Although this man was old, his body and posture were that of a thirty-year-old man.

How did the An family meet such a dangerous person?

"Little Yan, what are you daydreaming about?" Jiang Xinlan tugged at An Zhiyan's arm.

"Yan, what did that guy drop?" Jiang Xinlan was curious. "Why was it wrapped in a cloth?" 

An Zhiyan looked at their backs. "I don't know. Maybe it's a toy." 

The people attending the party were all from the upper class.

An Xiangnan had been waiting for the Huo family to come over. After his men came to report, he immediately rushed over with the An family.

Huo Zhengtian was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit and silver-rimmed glasses. He was sitting in a remote corner. A few bodyguards stood beside him.

"Uncle Huo." An Xiangnan's voice was filled with respect.

Chen Fang followed suit. Huo Zhengtian smiled faintly. "Xiangnan, long time no see." 

An Xiangnan immediately smiled with a fawning expression on his face. "Yes. The last time I saw Uncle Huo was more than ten years ago." 

Although the An family had a good relationship with the Huo family, An Xiangnan rarely interacted with the Huo family.

It was not that he did not want to, but the Huo family did not like his family.

The Huo family was very mysterious. In Jiangzhou, the Huo family could not be provoked. This was the truth that everyone had been told since they were young.

"Uncle Huo, the wedding was a moment of thoughtlessness. I hope you can forgive me." An Xiangnan apologized again.

An Xiangnan let out a long sigh. He looked troubled. "An Zhiyan is also my daughter who I've raised for eighteen years. Moreover, I originally planned to let Little Yan marry Huo Zui. Yimo has just been brought back by us. She's a rude girl. I'm worried that she'll annoy you, Uncle Huo..." 

While An Xiangnan was still explaining, Huo Zhengtian suddenly raised his hand and stopped him.

He glanced at An Yimo, who was standing beside the An family's parents, and smiled faintly. "Is this the daughter you just found?" 

"That's right." An Xiangnan's eyes were filled with love when he mentioned An Yimo.

Huo Zhengtian then looked at An Chaosheng. His gaze lingered on An Chaosheng for a few more seconds.

The true daughter of the An family was very ordinary. On the other hand, this son of theirs was neither servile nor overbearing. He had a temperament that was different from the other rich second-generation heirs.

"By the way, where's your adopted daughter, An Zhiyan?" Huo Zhengtian suddenly asked, "Why don't I see her?" 

The An family members were stunned.

An Xiangnan and Chen Fang looked at each other. Chen Fang was about to speak, "An Zhiyan..." 

Someone suddenly shouted, "Look, An Zhiyan is here!" 

This attracted the attention of many people.

The An family members also looked over. When they saw An Zhiyan and Jiang Xinlan, An Yimo's bright smile instantly froze.

Chen Fang's smile also disappeared.

Even An Xiangnan frowned in surprise.