"It's just a little conflict with Gu Yan, and now it's perfectly resolved," she lectured the person and even got an extra apology, feeling quite satisfied.
"If you don't want to say it, then don't," Jun Mochan said, rubbing her hair and smiling.
That smile was still gentle as ever, but Ye Ranran felt there was a knife hidden within it.
"I'm going to say it, but you're not allowed to get angry, okay?" Ye Ranran set the condition first.
"Then you might as well not say it," Jun Mochan didn't accept her terms.
He's angry, Ye Ranran took a sly glance at him.
Jun Mochan's smile remained at his lips, but his eyes were veiled with ice.
He really was angry.
Well, a chop to the neck if you stick your head out or in.
May as well meet your maker sooner rather than later.
Ye Ranran closed her eyes and briefly recounted the events.
"That's it, it's not really a big deal," Ye Ranran deliberately left out the part about the thief.
