So he stood up, gently touched An Xiaomian's head, and said, "Okay, I promise you. I'll have Lan Ran come and see you tomorrow."
"Thank you." An Xiaomian finally showed Ouyang Zhi a faint smile.
Ouyang Zhi had thought that telling An Xiaomian about Shangguan Xiu's upcoming wedding would make her cry.
But at this moment, he received her thanks instead, and her smile.
He suddenly felt particularly happy, "Fool, what are you thanking me for? You're going to be my wife soon, we're family. You can ask me to do anything; there's no need to thank me."
An Xiaomian's expression was muted as she retracted her smile, saying nothing more.
Ouyang Zhi wanted to maintain the good mood from a moment ago, so he hastily left, not staying any longer.
After Ouyang Zhi left, An Xiaomian was left alone in the room.
She withdrew her gaze and looked down at the book in her hands.