C171 From Ann Xiu's Malicious Intent

"Huh? What? Why not?" Dan raised an eyebrow, curious to know more.

Xia Wanxin thought for a moment, then opened her mouth to answer, "Because—"

"Ah, haha, because, well, who can really predict the future, right? Haha, don't you agree?" Qu Zhenzhen quickly pulled Wanxin close, discreetly pinching her waist, and whispered in her ear, "That's enough. Stop talking before it gets more confusing