Tang Wuling was clearly unhappy.
She had still been immersed in the fantasy of "Lin An voluntarily accompanying her back to the Blacksmith Association ≈ meeting her teacher ≈ half a meeting with the family."
Yet the first thing Lin An did after entering was kick her out.
And he even wanted to have a private conversation with her senior sister.
Had they taken a liking to each other?
Were they planning to mate behind her back?
Or were they going to deepen their relationship in private?
She lingered by the door.
Her toe ground against the floor, but she did not move an inch.
"An'an... can't I listen?"
"No."
Lin An answered crisply, without even the slightest hesitation.
Tang Wuling's eyes immediately reddened.
She bit her lower lip.
A mist clouded her watery blue eyes.
She looked at Lin An, then Mu Xi, then Lin An again.
Her gaze swept back and forth several times.
Like a little beast about to be abandoned by its owner.
"What... are you going to talk about?"
"Private matters."
Tang Wuling's body stiffened.
Private matters.
Private matters with her senior sister.
There had never been any "private matters" between her and Lin An that required hiding them from her.
Even that mad dragon Gu Yue had never been guarded against like this.
"I... I can wait outside."
"Suit yourself."
Lin An withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at her.
Tang Wuling stood there for a moment.
Lin An never changed his answer.
Finally, she walked out while constantly looking back.
When she reached the door, she stopped again and called out, "An'an."
"Get out."
Lin An shot her a glare.
It was not particularly fierce.
Yet it felt like a basin of icy water had been poured over her head.
Tang Wuling's tears