Song Lan had just walked in when Yeying, who had been sitting in the living room in a daze, came up to him. Standing on tiptoe, she sniffed diligently all over Song Lan, her serious expression resembling that of a little detective.
"I don't have any food on me today, did you finish all the snacks in the food storage cabinet?"
Yeying ignored Song Lan, and after a careful 15-second inspection, the little detective finally reached a conclusion, "You smell like perfume, and the closest you were to her was probably... 2.01 meters!"
Then, she took out the small note Lu Xiang had given her before leaving and compared the numbers on it with her findings, mumbling to herself, "2 meters or more is a safe distance, below 1 meter I should directly dial this number."
Song Lan also saw the contents of the note, which, in addition to the remarks, held Lu Xiang's mobile number.
Shocked, he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.
