Mo Ran remembered her phone, took it out, and dialed Gu Yixuan's number—fortunately, it was on her.
After two rings, the call connected and Gu Yixuan's voice, tinged with a smile, came through, "What's up?"
"Gu Yixuan, let me out now! Do you hear me? Let me out!" Mo Ran was truly terrified and suddenly burst into tears.
"What's wrong?" Gu Yixuan asked anxiously.
"Let me out, please, quickly!"
Before she could finish, Gu Yixuan was already rushing upstairs.
In just a few seconds, the door burst open, a figure rushed in, grabbed her arm, and asked, "What happened? Is it a stomachache? Or are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
"Slap—" A loud slap suddenly landed on his face.
Gu Yixuan was stunned.
With tear-streaked cheeks, Mo Ran glared at him and bitterly said, "Why are you locking me up? Are you planning to imprison me again?! Let me tell you, if you imprison me again, I'll die right in front of you!"
Gu Yixuan blinked blankly and asked, "Are you all right?"
