Having taken the perfume with the unknown owner into his hand, when Gu Ran's right toe was already pointing towards the office door, he suddenly remembered something.
"Mrs. Xiang, instead of constantly trying different perfumes, why not repeatedly confirm that the first one is indeed effective?" he said.
Yan Hanxiang, who had no time even for meals, lifted her head, her seductive and charming face turned towards him.
She showed a thoughtful expression, then focused her gaze, her eyes looking like slightly drenched paddy fields.
"You have a point, find it yourself." She lightly nodded towards a shelf with her chin.
Gu Ran found his favorite scent on the shelf.
"Mrs. Xiang," there was something he had to make clear, "if the perfume is effective, I want to take you to a place."
"The wilderness is out of the question."
Gu Ran didn't know if he was thinking off-kilter or if the topic was inherently skewed.
