Fu Qiyuan lifted his gaze to look at her without speaking. Su Ran couldn't help but give a wry smile, walked up to him, and said softly,
"I have something interesting in my hand, could I borrow Assistant Qin from you for a moment?"
Fu Qiyuan gave her another sidelong glance, his tone somber.
"What else?"
Su Ran arched her eyebrows and smiled, "How about you watch a good show?"
Fu Qiyuan swept her with an indifferent glance, took out his phone, and dialed Qin Feng's number directly.
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Half an hour later.
The door to Su Ran's room was indeed knocked on. Judging by the urgency of the sound, the person seemed to be in quite a hurry.
Moreover, there was a lot of commotion outside the door; from the sound of footsteps alone, there were clearly quite a few people.
"Open up, Su Ran, open this door for me right now."
Outside was Zhao Yiyi's anxious and angry voice, "I know you're in the room, don't hide and stay silent. Open the door quickly."
