Chapter 220

This guy's seriously brainless… If Anna were out there right now, she'd probably throw a full set of street fighter moves at Lance—maybe start with a deadly claw, follow up with a mantis kick. But staring at that cold, brooding face above her, she figured Lance might not survive it either way. "So that's the guy you cheated with?" Julian curved his lips into a mocking smirk, his tone light, but his right hand clenched into a fist on the mattress, the sound of bone joints cracking sharp in the air. Anna shrank back a little, shaking her head like crazy. "No, no, you got it wrong! That's Cuìhuā's crush. Totally not me!" Cuìhuā from next door was already over forty, hadn't been quite right in the head since she was a kid, and never got married. Her biggest pastime was checking out men on the street—no joke, from wrinkly old grandpas to toddlers just learning to walk, they all got called "boyfriend" at some point. She was basically the neighborhood boss; even puppies gave her house a wide