Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare-Chapter 839 - 858: An Liyan’s Attitude

Even though she didn’t want to admit it, An Nan had to face the fact that the person before her was no longer the brother she remembered. He had changed, perhaps she had too, but it no longer mattered. The reality was, he was Xi Xilan’s son, An Yuya’s brother, and of course, her brother too. But it all depended on his choice. If he chose Xi Xilan, then they were destined to be adversaries.

Amidst An Nan’s complex emotions, her gaze met his, her lips curved in the same ambiguous smile: "Brother, it’s your choice, isn’t it?"

With simple words, An Nan threw the question back at him.

It also prompted another scrutiny from An Liyang, realizing that the laughing little girl he hadn’t seen in years had indeed changed. She now had her own thoughts, her own life, and her own strategies.

With this thought, a radiant arc spread across An Liyang’s handsome face, making it even more dazzling, enough to captivate any woman, though he was indifferent to it. His gaze lingered on An Nan’s face for a moment before shifting away.

"Mom, there are things you’re quite clear about. As for Nanqi Group, it is indeed inseparable from An Family, but when Dad left, he left it to Nan’er, so it belongs to Nan’er."

"An Liyang." Xi Xilan’s harsh rebuke was casually interrupted by him.

"Mom, you’re not young anymore, why relentlessly pursue these empty titles? I can tell you clearly, concerning the company’s matters, I won’t get involved."

"Brother, how can you say that? Mom has been thinking longingly about you for years, and now that you’re finally back, how can you just abandon her like this? Do you have a conscience?"

An Yuya’s questioning did not change An Liyang’s stance in the slightest. He remained persistent: "With other matters, I can help as much as I can, which is my duty as a son and brother, but regarding Nanqi Group, it has nothing to do with me."

Xi Xilan and An Yuya looked at him with anger and confusion, but neither had a solution, so they continued to direct their fury toward An Nan. If looks could kill, An Nan would have died a thousand times over.

An Nan paid no attention to their looks, her dark eyes settled on the handsome figure not far away, filled with unabashed gratitude. It was as if she had misunderstood; he hadn’t changed, still the same as before.

With things reaching this point, An Nan was exhausted. Her gaze turned toward the mother and daughter of An Family: "For the sake of Brother, you should leave."

Xi Xilan was obviously unwilling, but was stopped by An Liyang’s words: "Mom, enough. Do you want to carry on like this?"

"An Liyang, you traitor." Xi Xilan gasped in anger, then began to wail loudly: "I might as well not have had a son. What good is it to have a son if he doesn’t stand by me at the most crucial times? I’d be better off dead."