Back home, having washed away the day's exhaustion, Su Ran leaned lazily against the headboard of her bed.
Her mind unconsciously revisited the kiss in the car.
The man's cool touch seemed to linger on her lips, a tingling sensation so dense, she inadvertently scratched at it, then came to her senses and felt annoyed with herself.
What was she thinking?
She pulled the blanket over her head in frustration, yet the corners of her lips kept turning upward, unstoppable.
Su Ran's drifting thoughts were brought back by a ringtone.
She picked up the cellphone from the nightstand; it was Ye Zhichen.
Sliding over the answer button, the voice from the other side came through quickly.
"Impressive, Sister Ran, you don't take action often, but when you do, it's earth-shattering. Such popularity, it would be a waste not to make a debut!"
Su Ran's brows arched, immediately grasping the situation.
