Aunt Li turned to leave, hesitating for a long time before she turned her head to look at An Lan.
"Lanlan, don't think I'm meddling too much, but you and Director Huo are still young. In the future, you can't just let Director Huo do whatever he wants. Look at you, sleeping until two or three in the afternoon; it's so harmful to your body. You two have a long life ahead."
At first, An Lan didn't understand what Aunt Li meant, and just nodded instinctively. Seeing this, Aunt Li knew that her words hadn't been taken to heart. With a light sigh, she didn't say anything more and turned to leave.
It was only after Aunt Li had left that An Lan realized what she had meant.
A blush crept onto her face, and then she abruptly threw off the covers, looking down at the dense marks on her fair, smooth skin, inhaling sharply as her hand subconsciously moved to her neck. Without having to look, she knew her neck was a 'disaster area'.
No wonder just now Aunt Li suddenly said those words.
